Jane Sampson fished out all the eggs from the pot, arranged them on an exquisite dining plate at a beautiful angle, took several appetite-stirring photos, and then uploaded them to Monts.
——Hmm, soone scolded and then sent over the raw materials for my favorite tea eggs, so I’ve decided to forgive him.
A new notification quickly appeared in Jane Sampson’s Monts.
When she opened it, she saw a comnt from Nina Rice.
Soone? Your Chief Black? Refusing so people’s blatant display of affection in Monts! The last post you made before sleep last night was about him, and the first post you made today is also about him! I’m tossing aside this bowl of dog food! ——Mickey Mouse Eats No Rice
Jane Sampson almost choked on her laughter when she saw Nina Rice’s newly changed nickna. After reading her friend’s long comnt, Jane specifically exited to see what she had last posted in her Monts.
When she checked, it was indeed her post complaining about Jas Black.
Jane Sampson scooped out all the egg yolks for herself and left them in the house refrigerator, then packed the egg whites into a food box, and took two differently prepared servings of tea eggs before leaving ho again.
Brooke Black and her husband had social engagents that evening, so when Jane Sampson arrived at the Black Family ho later, the couple was not there. Old Master Black, who was not pleased to be eating alone again, barely concealed a twitch at the corner of his lips when he saw Jane enter with a bag of stuff.
Good, she ca quicker than he expected, admirable courage.
"Grandfather, Auntie and Uncle aren’t ho?" Jane Sampson scurried over to Old Master Black, presenting her tea eggs like a prized possession, "Grandfather, would you like to try the tea eggs I cooked? I made them this afternoon and brought them right over."
They say you don’t slap a smiling face, so even though Old Master Black still wanted to give Jane Sampson a scare, he couldn’t bring himself to scare her away when he saw how hard she was trying to please.
"Give them to and let’s see," Old Master Black said with a poker face, as if he was only indulging her because of her youth, and took the tea eggs from Jane’s hand. One was dark in color, the other much lighter, "Are there two different types?"
"Yes! Grandfather, try the lighter one first!" Jane Sampson quickly peeled the lighter-colored tea egg for Old Master Black, then handed the smooth egg over to him.
Old Master Black barely resisted praising Jane as he brought the egg to his lips and took a bite. A familiar yet distant flavor spread through his mouth, prompting a slight twitch of his eyebrows. His gaze fell on the bag by Jane’s side, and he asked, "The flavor is lighter compared to other tea eggs, but there seems to be a tea fragrance that other tea eggs lack. This tea leaf flavor, it’s particularly similar to..."
Jane Sampson quickly picked up the conversation, asking eagerly, "Does it remind you of the flavor of your favorite tea leaves? If it does, that’s right! Because I used those very tea leaves to cook the eggs!"
Jane Sampson leaned closer to Old Sir, smiling broadly as if to claim credit, "Jas said your stomach isn’t well and you can’t drink that tea, so I thought if you can’t drink tea, surely you can eat tea eggs boiled with it, right?"
Elder Black’s expression shattered in that very second.
If it were anyone else before him, they probably would have been chased out of the Black ho with a swing of his walking stick long ago.
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