“…”

I don’t know how much control I used, so Luo Qingping resisted the urge to knock the plate in his hand on someone’s head.

You're kind, can you die? Can you die?

Every time I am so unrestrained and have lived for so long, don’t let the owner get away one day and want to drive them away, that will really vomit blood.

That night, two large pots of fried yellow croaker were divided into a large plate for Uncle Zhao. He originally planned to give some to his servants, so that Zhao Ma would stop him. If she wanted to say that her husband's plate was taken by shamelessly, and the other servants would divide it, there were not many left of the masters, not to mention that not everyone is lucky enough to eat the food handled by the future heroine.

I put six plates of small yellow croaker on a plate, and all of them were on the table. Then at night, the side dishes were cleared into decorations. Everyone's eyes fell on the small yellow croaker. The children were crunchy and they were so crispy that they were so crispy. Their faces were filled with joy and satisfaction.

Not to mention, before the adults, I heard that the little yellow croaker in the evening was brought back by Uncle Zhao. I also found out that Uncle Zhao really liked the fried little yellow croaker. I originally took it back and hoped that his wife would give him a small meal, but I never thought that it would be almost overturned by his wife, and then it became mostly on their master's dinner table.

The golden crispy little yellow croaker looked full of appetite. Then Mu Huaijin suggested drinking some wine and accompanying the little yellow croaker, the supper was perfect.

The little yellow croaker is enthusiastically sought after by everyone.

After dinner, Mu Huaijin put down his chopsticks and expressed his gratitude to Chaole, "It's a pity to say that. You haven't cooked much recently."

"It's such a hot day, you let me stay in the kitchen every day to make delicious food for you. Does your conscience hurt?" He slowly put down the bowls and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief, then looked up at someone in front of him who made a suggestion.

I choked, but soon I found the voice of words, "You can point the kitchen. You haven't been involved in the kitchen recently. I feel that the quality of our daily food has declined a little."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking at the man who was smacking his lips in front of him, he said quietly: "...No, it's you who started to float."

"Don't you float? What does it mean?" I was confused when I heard it. I thought for a long time and I didn't understand it subconsciously and looked at Qin Xiujie beside me, "Do you know what it means?" He can't study, but there is a good study here.

"Literally, it means that your feet are floating in the air without touching the ground." Qin Xiujie thought about it after hearing this word. Now that he heard Mu Huaijin ask him, he directly gave him a reply after thinking about it.

"..." Although he was a little confused, he always felt that the meaning of this explanation was not very good. To him, it didn't look like a good thing, but he had no evidence and could only do it.

"Whether the food is good here, why don't you ask Zixuan and Qingping?" He blinked, met Mu Huaijin's eyes and said to Le.

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I've been here for so long, and it's more than they've eaten. They haven't finished the dishes you taught Zhao Ma to cook yet. Now, of course, I'm very interested."
Chapter completed!