Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 43 Chen Yuanyuan's Cooking Skills

: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :

Li Mian turned out to be just treating her as a friend. Looking at the ordinary days in front of her, she suddenly fell silent for some reason.

Zhinu looked at Chen Yuanyuan in the kitchen with a cute face, and her eyes kept turning around on the stove and the big and round curves.

Her head was thinking about delicious food, and she envied Chen Yuanyuan's graceful figure.

Yunniang is different from the master and servant. She walks around the corridor and nods constantly.

Instead of planting flowers and plants in the yard, I used all the available places in the yard, raised livestock and planted vegetables.

This made Yunniang, who liked to be careful, very happy, and even had the intention of treating Chen Yuanyuan as her close friend.

Li Mian watched Yunniang walking around the yard, stopped from time to time, and laughed in silence: "Little lady is different from you. She said she could live a life, and you were careful."

Yunniang doesn’t care about the difference between knowing how to live and being careful in calculating, it’s rare to meet a young lady with similar interests, and it’s reasonable to become a close friend.

As noon approached, Chen Yuanyuan prepared several meals one after another, and suddenly felt embarrassed again.

Usually, she was the only one who ate the meal at home. She sat on the trunk in the kitchen with a bowl, looked at the chickens and ducks in the yard alone, and finished two meals with satisfaction.

I never thought that I could entertain guests at home, but just one guest could solve it. I brought the half-moon table with pine flower-glazed tea cups in the wing room as an Eight Immortals table with bowls, chopsticks, algae plates.

Every time Shen Yixiu came to have a meal, he mostly moved out the semi-round table in the wing room.

However, there were three guests today, and the half-month table could not hold the bowls, chopsticks, algae plates of three people.

Li Mian saw Chen Yuanyuan's embarrassment and walked directly into the kitchen, picked up a blue and white glaze porcelain bowl, served half a bowl of rice, and then covered the prepared dishes on the rice.

Li Mian picked up the chopsticks from Chen Yuanyuan's hand, held the blue and white glaze porcelain bowl and ate it in the yard with relish.

Eating meals while standing has a unique flavor.

A pink suddenly appeared behind Chen Yuanyuan's ears. He stared at Li Mian standing in the yard for food. His red lips opened, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

It’s not because Li Mian has solved the embarrassment of having no place to eat, but because the chopsticks in his hand are the chopsticks that Chen Yuanyuan has always used.

Chen Yuanyuan held it in her hand, not taking the initiative to hold the chopsticks for the guests, in order to avoid the chopsticks he used to be taken away by Li Mian.

Things went against my wishes. The more Chen Yuanyuan was reluctant to be taken away by others, by chance, she took the initiative to send the chopsticks she bit in her mouth for many years.

Li Mian looked at her in confusion: "What's wrong? The meal is not cooked."

Seeing that she was reluctant to speak, Li Mian thought she hadn't cooked food, so she picked up chopsticks and picked up a grain of rice and put it in her mouth.

Because he was worried that the white rice was not cooked, he put the chopsticks in his mouth for a moment.

It didn't look like I was tasting rice in Chen Yuanyuan's eyes, but it seemed like I was tasting chopsticks.

Chen Yuanyuan's face turned completely red, red and hot, and he could not speak: "Then... then let's have a meal as soon as possible, it will be not delicious if it is cold."

The Chicun could not wait any longer, so he ran into the kitchen happily, filled himself with a large bowl of rice, and put high dishes on the rice, all of which were rising.

Yunniang was not interested in food, so she squatted beside Chen Yuanyuan with a blue and white glaze porcelain bowl. As soon as she squatted down, she saw her big and round curves.

Yunniang subconsciously glanced at her butt egg. It was already rare, and it was far worse than Chen Yuanyuan. She quickly stood up again and sat on the little whisper next to her.

While eating, Yunniang took the initiative to talk to Chen Yuanyuan about growing vegetables and raising livestock in the yard, and using every part of the land.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next