He waved his hand to signal the head of the palace and the attendants to go down, and asked cautiously: "Lord Xiaoyan, why do you want to eat cooked food all of a sudden?"
Lord Xiaoyan yawned, and replied without precaution: "I was rescued by that Xiaoqing a few days ago, so I'm hungry. Xiaoqing cooked delicious meat for me, delicious! My lord thinks that is more in line with my temperament and image, so from now on, my lord will eat cooked ones! Cooked ones! Cooked ones!"
Important things should be said three times.
Recalling that day, the roasted meat slid over the tip of the tongue, the outer skin was crispy and crunchy, and it melted in the mouth, but the meat inside was tender and juicy. After taking a bite, the hot meat juice flowed down the throat, although it was so hot that it made people jump , but could not bear to spit it out.
That kind of satisfaction, that kind of amazement seemed to be innate, and she felt without hesitation that birds should eat like this!
Speaking of this, Master Xiaoyan gave her a blank look, and if he wanted to drive Xiaoqing away while she was asleep, she would have something to eat now.
Bai Chenfeng looked at Mrs. Xiaoyan's seemingly endless aftertaste, and his face immediately turned dark.
very good! That radish monster! He remembered that it was unreasonable to win Lord Xiaoyan's stomach with a meal of barbecue!
Jimo Courtyard.
Jimo Ya was sitting in the study room, holding a book in his hand, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had encountered some difficulty, his slender, white fingers unconsciously tapped on the desk.
Outside the study, Mo Si and Xiao Bao sat on the steps.
Since Xiaobao knew the truth, he became more and more silent.
Usually depressed, such an old child, who likes to have fun, is now bored in the small courtyard all day long.
In addition to cultivation, it is cultivation.
A small face also lost weight quickly, which made Mo Si and other dark guards feel distressed.
After some discussion, he felt that the young master couldn't be allowed to go on like this, so he kicked Mo Si out. He usually talks the most, and asked him to chat with the young master more, maybe the young master's temper could be amused. Livelier.
Mo Si is naturally obliged.
Just tease Xiaobao to talk when you have nothing to do. In a day, the goal is to be able to make Xiaobao say a few words.
At this moment, seeing Jimo Ya as if he had encountered some kind of problem, looking at the yellowed cheat book in his hand, Mo Si touched Xiaobao's shoulder with his arm: "Young master, what difficulties have you encountered in cultivation? I Look at him holding that cheat book, he hasn't turned a page for a long time."
Xiao Bao silently turned his head to look at his father in the study, something flowed in his eyes, and when he turned his head, he replied with a deadpan expression: "Oh."
Mo Si had long been used to Xiaobao's attitude, and he didn't expect Xiaobao to give him too many responses at all. It was already a great face to be able to answer one word.
"By the way, the young master is so strange these few days. He is either studying cheats in the study, or going to the kitchen. Could it be that the young master hates that we can't cook the medicine properly?"
Xiaobao turned his head to look at the study room again. On the book in Jimo Ya's hand, there were a few large words "A Beginner's Guide to Meal Masters", didn't Mo Si see it
Mo Si followed Xiao Bao's gaze, and he, who was always talkative, also got stuck and hoarse.
It took me a long time to find my voice: "Young master, is your subordinate reading correctly? The young master is watching the beginners of cooking chef? He wants to learn how to cook?"
Could it be that the young master gave up on himself because his health did not improve? Or do you decide to work hard and become a gourmet chef to take care of your own body