Diya Butterfly Soup Novels & Stories

She ordered her to cook another pot and send it over. Sarah knew Leo refused to drink the chicken soup because he was upset, not because of her cooking skills, but with Jade looking like a witch, she did not dare to say another word. She could only go back and boil a pot of fish soup to bring over. Unsurprisingly, Leo still would not eat. Sarah had no choice but to boil a pot of Chinese yam corn soup with ribs and bring it over. Leo still knocked it to the ground with a slap.

*** Gina saw that the atmosphere was almost back to normal and kindly spoke up, "Alright, in my heart, Abigail will always be my sister, even though she made our family compensate sixty million, I still understand her and don't want to be her enemy..." She said this and glanced at Elliott again, "I remember Grandma liked to eat egg tofu. I looked it up online, and this dish is high in protein, which can supplement nutrition and is most suitable for patients. In addition, it has a tender and smooth texture, which aids digestion... So I made a little more, Dad, why don't you try it later?" At that moment, she exclaimed, "Oh no, I forgot to turn off the stove!" Her voice came from the kitchen,

Amber asked as Tanya paused and turned to face her. "Yes dear it's chicken soup,not the regular kind I make this is the calm your nerves type,I'd be here when you're done eating" Tanya said as she left to sit on the chair. Kirill hadn't uttered a word since which wasn't unusual but Amber thought he would acknowledge her,but since he didn't she sat down properly as vera placed the bowl of hot soup in front of her,she took a whiff of it and moaned. "Fuck this smells good" she turned to Alek "want to have a taste?" She asked as he shook his head and she frowned.

the lady pointed to the smaller silver tray filled with what seemed like fried bits like onions. “Oh? What is this?” Jai looked curiously at it. “Fried bits of dough. It’s very crunchy and adds a different texture for the soup and rice mix,” the lady kindly explained. “Wow… This is the first time I heard about that,” Darrion said. “Then tamago don it is!” the windlet exclaimed happily. “Oh and please, don’t make it spicy.” The lady laughed. “You can choose the soup mix yourself in front of you,” she gestured to the soup trays. “What would you have for drink? A cold ocha like your friend?”

I picked up my spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into my mouth. " Delicious" I mumbled and I could see the smile on her face. " I'm glad you liked it. Eat more please" She smiled and I nodded at her. Diana's parents must be super rich to be able to employ professional cooks that can prepare chicken soup very well. Unlike Lake, you have to eat the same boring food over and over again. " Water?" She asked and I nodded. She poured me a glass of lukewarm water and I accepted it from her with a smile. The soup was hot and peperish. I could feel my lips burning and all I needed was water or maybe something that can take the burn away.

Instead, I drop down on the edge of the couch beside her feet. “If that’s what you really want…” I trail off. One of the maids, Sofia, the younger one comes back in then, carrying a steaming bowl on a silver tray, the rich smell filling the air. “Soup broth, ma’am, just like the doctor ordered. Light, not much spices, with a little ginger for your stomach.” She sets it on the coffee table, along with a spoon. “Thanks, Sofia.” Lyssa murmurs, but she doesn’t reach for it. Her

Then she tasted it with a wooden spoon. “Hm…” Aurora frowned slightly. “Something's missing.” She glanced around the kitchen. Her eyes landed on a small bundle of herbs. Aurora took a few leaves and added them to the pot along with a small amount of butter. Edgar immediately stepped closer. “What kind of herb is that?” Aurora smiled. “Moonleaf.” She stirred the soup gently. “You shouldn't boil it for too long. It becomes bitter.” Edgar's eyebrows rose. “So you add it at the very end?”

Daisy asked in a surprised tone, “We are not even near my home. Why have you stopped the bike suddenly in the middle of the road?” Lucas raised his one hand and pointed at a roadside food stall, he asked in a little hesitant tone, “They sell the best and most spicy mala soup ever. It is my favourite soup in the city.”Then after a little pause, he continued, “You wanna try? Maybe it can help you in improving your mood. You look kinda tired.” “But, I haven't ever tried it before. Ssoddoesn'thave any idea how it will taste,” Daisy replied in a confused tone.

His two sons expanded the business landscape of the Changs. Blake's face darkened. How could he not understand such a trick? Without saying a word, Blake took Winson's hand and sat down at the dining table. Chang Yan brought out a pot of stewed turtle shell soup and placed it on the stove mat in the center. The soup had been stewed for more than two hours. The color of the soup was clear, with only a thin layer of oil floating on the surface. The shellfish was quietly sinking in the bottom of the water. There was a circle of white quail eggs beside it, and some green onion was embellished. It looked delicious.

Patrick asked. He also had a look at the soup but it was fine to him. He had such exotic soup every week and it was nothing wrong. “The soup is a soft-shelled turtle soup, but it’s nothing special. Why are you so scared? Are you afraid of the turtle’s head?” Patrick asked. Lyra cleared her throat to cover her awkwardness. She realized she was overreacting, but her face remained pale. “Boss, you don’t like this? I’ll take it out.”