I also don't understand why the other party has no airs at all.
It's not the same as ordinary magicians at all.
Although he doesn't have the bad habit of a magician's eyes above the top.
But anyway, I don't like to get along with other people.
Generally, they live away from others.
That's how well she handles it.
Chu Ci washed her little paws and touched her face, just in time to see his strange expression, blinking her eyes, "What's wrong?"
"You are very talkative."
When Jiang Misen spoke, his voice sounded a bit awkward.
He probably knew what he was wondering about.
Chu Ci frowned, "The people outside are not malicious, so it's just a few words."
When you meet someone who is full of malice, try again.
Seeing the little girl clenched her fist softly, Jiang Misen expressed deep doubts about what Chu Ci said.
Although the opponent's strength is very strong, but it seems that the experience is quite shallow, so easy to talk.
But there was nothing serious about it, since he was watching from behind anyway.
Thinking of this, Jiang Misen didn't think there was any problem with the other party.
After Chu Ci washed his claws, he continued to point out Jiangshan.
He asked Jiang Misen to make Jiangmi Cake, processed the meat of the Warcraft, and boiled a big pot of porridge.
The aroma of meat porridge wafted far away.
Those people waiting in the shop couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Jiang Misen didn't expect Chu Ci to have so many messy ideas.
Although they are all used for eating, no matter which one is taken out, if it is circulated among the nobles of certain countries, it will really cost a lot of money.
It's just that this little girl really insists on developing in this kind of place.
Neglecting that he was also mentally ill, Jiang Misen, who specially found such a small place to cook various things, sat on the stool, with a piece of rice cake and a bowl of meat porridge in front of him.
The meat porridge exudes a faint aroma, and some minced green onion and ginger are sprinkled in it.
Successfully eliminated the fishy smell of Warcraft meat.
And the little girl was packing glutinous rice cakes over there.
He cooks and she packs.
This division of labor is also possible.
And the sale is limited every day, and only one pot is sold a day.
After all, it's not about making money from it.
After handing it over to the people waiting outside, there are still two or three cents left to sell.
The minced meat porridge was boiled in a big pot, and the taste will not be very good when it is cold.
Chu Ci simply asked people outside to try it, saying that it will be released in a limited manner in the future.
Finally, write it upright on the small blackboard. After that, it will open at ten o'clock every day. Sales are limited, and the store will close when sold out.
Chu Ci just patted her hands, then walked back to the kitchen and started eating.
Jiang Misen had been burying his head in his porridge for quite a while.
The salty rice porridge is mixed with the flavor of shallot and ginger, and the coldness in the body seems to be dispelled a lot.
It makes people feel quite comfortable.
Jiang Misen put down the bowl in his hand.
Seeing Chu Ci walk over, with a smile in his eyes, he put a bag on the table.
right in front of his eyes.
His eyes blinked.
Jiang Misen raised his eyes.
"You manage the money."
Hearing what the little girl said, Jiang Misen raised his hand and took the money bag.
The Great Mage, who never let go of his stomach to eat, was a little full today. He lay down where the little girl had been lying before, and watched the little girl drink the porridge slowly.
Those green eyes narrowed slightly with a little satisfaction, and they looked extremely good-looking.
Obviously just eating porridge.