The dishes are rich, but they don't look good.

"Sister-in-law, guess who made these foods?" Mo Ling'er held Mu Qianqian's hand and said excitedly.

Who made it?

Mu Qian's bright black and white eyes blinked, and her crow-like eye feathers trembled a few times.

Combined with the brown sugar water boiled by Mo Yan, and there are no other chefs here.

"You did it?" Mu Qianqian was slightly surprised, opened her mouth and looked at Mo Yan.

Is he so powerful now?

Not only can you boil brown sugar water, but you can even cook food?

"Not all, the second uncle also did two." Mo Yan curled his lips and was very helpful to the shock and admiration that the little girl cast.

Well, it seems that you can learn to cook if you have nothing to do in the future.

The little girl likes to eat very much.

The Manchu and Han banquet is no longer needed.

Just learn a few dishes she likes.

He can spoil his woman, no matter how he likes her.

Did the second uncle do it too?

Mu Qianqian looked at the two of them in surprise.

Why did you suddenly compare cooking?

"Try it!" Mo Yan handed a pair of chopsticks into the little girl's hand.

"Ling'er sit down and eat!" Ye Sihuang stuffed another pair of chopsticks into Mo Ling'er's hand.

The two looked at each other tacitly.

No one wants to be compared by anyone.

Although it didn't look good, Mu Qianqian picked up a chopstick of green bamboo shoots with great confidence when she thought it was them.

Mo Ling'er waved her chopsticks and headed straight for the fried pork liver.

She likes to eat meat, and she doesn't like meat.

Still fond of spicy food!

This must be delicious!

She secretly watched the second uncle and his brother while cooking. This stir-fried pork liver was made by the second uncle.

Take a bite down.

Mo Ling'er, who thought it would be a delicious food in the world, showed a look of pain.

Um...

So salty!

So old!

Can't chew!

A very heavy smell of fish fills the mouth.

Want to vomit!

I met the look of anticipation on my second uncle's face.

Mo Ling'er swallowed the pork liver that she had originally been spitting out again.

She didn't chew it, and she choked and rolled her eyes and almost swallowed...

Ye Sihuang cared about handing her a glass of water.

Mo Ling'er drank it all in one go.

Um...

Almost out of breath.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

"Don't be anxious, eat it slowly, no one will snatch it with you!" Ye Sihuang was wrongly thinking, thinking that the pork liver he fried was too delicious, and Ling'er choked in a hurry.

Ye Sihuang thoughtfully picked up two chopsticks of pork liver into Ling'er's bowl: "Eat it! These are all yours!"

Mo Ling'er: "???"

Looking at the sharp piles of pork livers in the bowl, Mo Ling'er's heart trembled...

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Help!

Who will save her?

Mu Qianqian, on the opposite side, ate it with a bite of green bamboo shoots, and her mouth was crispy.

There was very little salt in the dish and no extra seasoning was added, which just kept the taste of the food itself and was pretty good.

Mu Qianqian enjoyed eating.

Mo Ling'er on the opposite side had a look of pain.

Mu Qianqian looked at Mo Yan suspiciously.

But I saw the man's thin lips slightly raised, and a strong smile was found in his eyes.

He witnessed the whole process while the second uncle was cooking.

I can only say that the salt added can be terrible.

But he was more concise and did not expose it on the spot.

After all, this is a competition between two men's cooking skills.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Ye Sihuang realized it later.

Only then did he realize that Ling'er's appearance may not be the delicious food he made.

Ye Sihuang picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork liver to put it in his mouth.

The strong smell of fishy smell is accompanied by the saltiness that can suffocate people.

Ye Sihuang spit out immediately.

His face sank visible to the naked eye.

"Stop eating!" He snatched the bowls and chopsticks from Ya's hand.

What kind of love is shown?

This is simply a life-threatening!

"Drink some more water!" Ye Sihuang poured Ling'er another glass of water.

He looked full of care and ashamed.

"Actually, it's already very good that the second uncle can do this for the first time!" Mo Ling'er comforted.

At least my second uncle is willing to go into the kitchen for her.

This is the most important thing.

"Be good, stop talking, I feel wronged!" Ye Sihuang's eyes were dark and she felt even more ashamed.

His eyes couldn't help but turn to Mu Qianqian, who ate with relish.

"Don't you think it's salty?"

It was also the first time I cooked, and there was no reason why Yan'er was compared to it!

Ye Sihuang thought, and the chopsticks were picked up towards the green bamboo shoots.

Green bamboo shoots entrance.

Crispy and sweet.

Ye Sihuang's face became more and more terrifying.

"Don't be discouraged, keep trying!" Mo Yan, who was beside him, joked with a funny look.

Is it that difficult to admit that it is worse than him?

Just cooking.

Although he cooked for the first time.

But at least we used to be a barbecue in the wild...

In addition, his taste is light, so he adds less salt.
To be continued...