"That's right!" At this time, Ming Chan came out. He probably didn't want to stay too long and said: "As the agent of King Shura, we contribute to the Shura clan. That is our duty and responsibility. There is no need to be here. It is a waste of resources. The most important thing for us now is to integrate the entire Shura clan."
What a joke!
The food of the Shura tribe is so unpalatable. Once this celebration banquet is held, it will be a pile of unpalatable things.
However, they had to eat in front of many Shura, which would be a disgrace to them!
"No!" At this time, Pika came over with a big belly and said seriously: "This celebration banquet must be held. The messenger has done so much for us. If we don't thank you properly, we Shura will feel sad in our hearts. But it’s very uneasy.”
"Also, I have a lot of delicious food here, and it's time to donate it."
Luo Xiaoman and Ming Chan looked at each other with bitterness in their hearts, as if they could see the despair in each other's eyes.
What delicacies have been treasured for a long time? Could it be dried meat that has been treasured for a long time, or other strange foods
"I'll do it." Suddenly, Mo Yuan stood up, lifted his cloak, and said calmly.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"Yuan, what did you say?" Luo Xiaoman blinked and said with a confused expression, "Are you responsible for the food for the celebration banquet?"
"Yeah!" Mo Yuan nodded.
"But, you..."
"Because I don't want to embarrass Xiaoman." Mo Yuan curled his lips, raised his hand, and gently touched the ends of Luo Xiaoman's hair. This action was so sweet that I was tired of seeing the surrounding circles. people.
And his words instantly sweetened Luo Xiaoman's heart.
She understood that Mo Yuan rarely cooked, and even when he did, he only cooked for himself.
Now Luo Xiaoman was forced to eat some dark cuisine, and he couldn't refuse. In order to take care of her feelings, Mo Yuan had no choice but to step forward and take on the important task of chef.
"Master Mo Yuan, do you know how to cook?" Ming Chan murmured in a low voice. Looking at Mo Yuan's cold, evil and arrogant look, he didn't look like someone who knew how to cook at all.
Although the food of the Shura tribe is difficult to swallow, it can still be eaten, but will Mo Yuan's cooking skills allow him to directly eat the dark cuisine of the dead
"Shut up!" Chi Chi next to him flapped his wings, glared at Ming Chan, and grunted: "You dare to question Master Mo Yuan's cooking skills, believe it or not, I will burn you."
"Ah ha?" Ming Chan was stunned. Sister Chi Chi, who was quarreling with the sky and the earth, actually defended Young Master Mo Yuan like this. Isn't it too unbelievable
"Master Mo Yuan, I'm here to help you." Chi Chi turned around and offered her help to Mo Yuan.
"Ouch!"
Here, Dabai also shouted impatiently.
Although he can't light a fire, he can hunt for the freshest ingredients!
Ming Chan was confused!
Judging from their looks, they couldn't wait to taste Mo Yuan's delicacies!
Not only them, but also Luo Xiaoman looked expectant. Could it be that this evil, charming and arrogant man in front of him was also a god of cooking
At this moment, Yongzhu's figure appeared, and he raised his eyes slightly. He seemed to have been attracted by the movements of Dabai, and Chichi, and couldn't help but take another look at Mo Yuan.
Then, he yawned again and lay lazily on Mingchan's shoulder.
After confirming that Mo Yuan was going to cook, Ruth and Pica quickly got ready, organized the manpower, and took care of the celebration banquet.
(End of chapter)