Transmigrated Into the Vicious Stepmother in a Historical Novel - Chapter 226

After all, everyone’s life was tough nowadays, so Sheng Fei didn’t ask directly. Instead, she made a few more dishes, thinking that if Lu Ting ate enough, his mood would improve.

“Try this dish, it’s my special scallion mixed with tofu. The tofu is very authentic, along with this Mapo tofu and the tofu soup. Tomorrow morning, I’ll make you some tofu pudding.”

Recently, Sheng Fei had developed a liking for tofu, so she prepared a lot of tofu dishes.

At this time, tofu wasn’t cheap, but Lu Ting wasn’t picky. Since Sheng Fei’s cooking had been so delicious lately, Lu Ting was very willing to eat.

As he slowly tasted the dishes, Lu Ting nodded, indicating that Sheng Fei’s cooking was particularly good.

“You did well. It has that flavor and is fragrant without being greasy.”

“I’m glad you like it. Right, do you prefer salty tofu pudding or sweet tofu pudding?”

Sheng Fei asked Lu Ting. Actually, she already had a general idea of his tastes.

Lu Ting preferred salty foods, and he often made salty dishes himself.

Before Lu Ting learned to cook, it was Li Pandi and his sister-in-law who prepared the meals. After splitting the family, both Lu Yi and Lu Ting learned to cook, and their preferences leaned towards salty flavors.

“I think both salty and sweet tofu puddings are fine. I’m not picky about them. As long as they’re well made, they’re good. Tofu pudding can be eaten with some pickles, and adding sugar is also okay.”

When Lu Ting spoke to Sheng Fei, he didn’t seem angry but was rather calm.

“Okay, I’ll remember your preference. You usually eat scallions and not coriander, right?”

Lu Ting was taken aback. He didn’t understand what Sheng Fei meant by that.

Because in his impression, he ate both scallions and coriander. Did that mean he didn’t eat coriander?

Sometimes, Lu Ting found himself puzzled.

“When did I ever tell you I don’t eat coriander? I thought I did.”

“Last time when I made that sweet red bean soup, I put a lot of coriander in it. I noticed you frowned while finishing it.

You didn’t seem to mind the lamb, and the children enjoyed it, so I assumed you didn’t eat coriander.

When I made noodles yesterday, I added a lot of coriander, and you avoided it while drinking the soup, so I guessed you didn’t want to eat coriander.”

Lu Ting didn’t expect that Sheng Fei would observe him so closely during their meals. She even noticed whether he ate coriander or not.

So, it turned out he didn’t like coriander after all.

Lu Ting thought he did because when he was younger and his family was poor, he couldn’t be picky. If he ever mentioned disliking a dish, Li Pandi would become very angry.

Because she felt that Lu Ting was nitpicking, saying that Lu Yi did it on purpose, and she always said it quite harshly.

So afterward, Lu Ting never dared to easily express his preferences again.

At that time, Li Pandi used to cook in large pots, so good and bad dishes were mixed together, resulting in meals that weren’t very tasty. People at that time just needed to fill their stomachs. They didn’t care about the taste of the food.

Even if Lu Ting didn’t like coriander, he would force himself to eat.