"whee."

As he spoke, a strange fragrance filled the air.

It has the aroma of meat and the delicious taste of river shrimp.

The fragrance penetrates into people's noses, giving them an ecstatic feeling.

Bai Laowu sat and stood up at the stove, stood up and sat down again, restless, scratching his ears and cheeks, staring straight at the steaming pot.

Seeing his drooling look, Yang Ruoqing felt proud.

Bai Laowu is very skilled, and it is a rare opportunity for him to guide Tang Yazi.

She must help Tang Yazi catch Bai Laowu.

"Qing'er, are you okay or not? My stomach is so upset..."

Bai Laowu urged him urgently.

Yang Ruoqing laughed: "Uncle Bai, those two chicken legs were just in your stomach not long ago. Why are you hungry again?"

Bai Laowu chuckled, "You, Uncle Bai, and I can say anything easily and tolerate anything, but we can't control our mouths!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Food is the most important thing for the people. Isn't that why we live for the two and a half inches under our noses?"
Chapter completed!