"Compared to cows that eat green grass, cows that eat wheat, straw, and corn are more delicious."

When he heard the words "more delicious", Min Niu's ears suddenly moved, and he looked at Jiang Beiran with his small eyes for a while before continuing to eat.

Kong Qianqian, who was washing rice, couldn't help drooling after hearing it and said: "It sounds delicious, hehehehe."

After listening to this, Jiang Beiran took out a piece of paper and wrote two lines on it, then handed it to Kong Qianqian and said, "Make rations according to the formula above. The cows will definitely like it."

"Thank you sir!" Kong Qianqian wiped her hands and took the paper. After looking at it twice, she ran to Mu Yao and said, "Senior sister, look, look! Sir's handwriting is so beautiful!"

Mu Yao glanced at the paper, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she suddenly grabbed Kong Qianqian's face and said, "I told you not to call him sir! Also, Brother Jiuri's handwriting is much prettier than him. Already."

"Ouch~" Kong Qianqian cried out twice after being pinched in pain, and then said vaguely: "Senior Brother Jiuri's handwriting is certainly beautiful, but sir's handwriting is also very beautiful. Look at this Mai..."

"You still say that!" Mu Yao squeezed Kong Qianqian's hand a little harder.

"Ouch, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore."

"Then hurry up and cook."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but said to Mu Yao: "You are like a demon sect when you bully Qianqian."

"I want you to take care of it!" After saying this, Mu Yao made a face at Jiang Beiran.

With a chuckle, Jiang Beiran returned to his fire and continued cooking.

Half an hour later, Aniu, who had just drank half a bottle of Penglai Chun, thought he would lie down and take a nap, but his nose started to twitch on its own.

After sniffing hard several times, Aniu sat up suddenly and looked in the direction of Jiang Beiran.

"Gudu..."

Although I had just eaten three crispy yellow cakes made with taro, I still couldn't help but get greedy after smelling this fragrance.

When he came to his senses, A Niu found that he had walked towards Jiang Beiran's temporary stove.

He twitched his nose again, and the second sound from the shop seemed to accompany his nasal cavity with peppercorns, red oil, sweet and sour, and dripping with minced garlic, forcing him to swallow hard.

Jiang Beiran, who was cutting the ingredients, smiled and said, "Brother A Niu, do you want to try it?"

Walking to an iron pot, A Niu asked: "Sir, what are you doing? I have never smelled this before. It's so fragrant."

"This is called Fragrant Hoof. It contains bamboo shoot tips, meatballs, and quail eggs. The meat is almost cooked now." Jiang Beiran said, picking up a wooden spoon and handing it to Brother Aniu, "Can you please help me?" Let me taste it."

"Hey, you're welcome then. Thank you sir."

Taking the spoon from Jiang Beiran, Ah Niu looked at the streams of light yellow soup lined with flakes of oil in the big pot, raised the spoon and tasted it briefly.

"Ouch! Ouch! I don't even know what to say about this delicious food."

"If it tastes good, just take a bowl and I'll cook more."

"Oh, that's so embarrassing." Even so, Aniu's eyes never left the big iron pot.

"You're welcome, here, I'll give you a bowl."

Taking the bowl, A Niu said he was sorry, but the spoon in his hand had already been put into the pot. But just when he was about to scoop the second spoon, he suddenly found something coming out from under the iron pot. He was so frightened that he almost spilled all the gravy in the bowl.

"Shh!" Kong Qianqian emerged from under the pot and even made a silencing gesture to A Niu.

Aniu nodded understandingly and continued to ladle his own soup.

"Do you want a bowl of meat too?" Jiang Beiran asked, looking at Kong Qianqian who was sneaking over.

"Hehe." Kong Qianqian smiled innocently, "Sir, please keep your voice down, don't let my senior sister find out, I came here quietly to eat."

"Oh, you are also afraid of hurting your senior sister." Jiang Beiran said as he filled a bowl of meat for Kong Qianqian.

"Thank you, sir." Taking the bowl from Jiang Beiran, Kong Qianqian whispered: "Actually, senior sister is usually very kind to me."

"As long as you are happy, eat quickly."

Nodding, Kong Qianqian lifted her hair and blew into the bowl.

"Hu~hu~"

After the heat dissipated, Kong Qianqian picked up the bowl and took a sip of the gravy.

With just one mouthful, Kong Qianqian's eyes glowed with a strange light.

“What a rich flavor.”

After saying that, he scooped up another piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, Kong Qianqian stretched out his left hand and began to count: "There are ginger, garlic, sugar, bay leaves, wine, and... tangerine peel!"

"What else?" Jiang Beiran asked with a smile.

"Also... what is the spicy ingredient? It's not like dogwood or pepper, it has a very strange aroma."

"This is called chili pepper." Jiang Beiran said and handed a red chili pepper to Kong Qianqian.

Taking the pepper, Kong Qianqian sniffed it again and again like a curious kitten.

"Where is this spice? I've never seen it before."

"I grew it myself."

"Wow, sir, you are so awesome."

After praising her, Kong Qianqian picked up the bowl and took another sip of the gravy, but when she raised her head again, she almost spit out the whole mouthful.

"Senior...Senior Sister..." Kong Qianqian looked at Mu Yao who looked gloomy in front of her and shouted, then picked up the bowl and asked to please: "Senior Sister, do you also want a bowl? It's delicious."

But the next second, Mu Yao dragged Kong Qianqian away with the bowl, but halfway there, she returned the bowl with a little meat left.

"Woo~ My flesh, woo..."

Looking at Kong Qianqian being dragged away ruthlessly, Ah Niu sighed sympathetically, and then continued to eat his own hooves.

"Qianqian! What happened to you today? Senior sister's words are useless, right?"

Beside the stove, Mu Yao stared at Kong Qianqian and said.

"But...but it's really fragrant. Senior sister, listen to me. Mr. Jiang has an ingredient called chili pepper, which is used to cook meat. It's very fragrant. And that soup..."

Seeing Kong Qianqian talking more and more enthusiastically, Mu Yao pinched her face and said, "You are my junior sister. You should ignore that Jiang Beiran with me. Why do you always go to him?"

"Because it really smells good..." Seeing Mu Yao's eyes widen, Kong Qianqian had to shut her mouth, but soon she asked cautiously: "But senior sister, why do you hate Mr. Jiang? What did he do to you?

Something bad?"

Mu Yao was stunned by this question.

'Yes, since when did you start hating him? No, it can't be called hating...it's just...'

Mu Yao, who felt her thoughts were a little confused for a moment, shouted back: "Don't worry about it. You are not allowed to care about him anymore. Go and cook."

"Yes~"

Watching Mu Yao walk away, Mu Yao lay on the table and thought about this problem seriously.

The first time she remembered Jiang Beiran's name was because he defeated her eldest brother, her omnipotent eldest brother. This was hard for her to accept. Later, she found out that his cultivation level was only the fifth level of Qi training, and she couldn't accept it even more.

.

My eldest brother is such a genius, but he would lose to a useless person who only has the fifth level of Qi training.

Although playing chess has nothing to do with cultivation, she just couldn't swallow it for her elder brother, so she felt that this disciple who only had the Qi training realm must have used some dishonorable means to defeat her elder brother. After all, these so-called decent people

People are the most hypocritical. They appear sanctimonious on the surface, but in fact they always do whatever it takes to win.

But when I went to question him, he turned out to be...

shout for help!

This made Mu Yao even more angry. Her eldest brother actually lost to such a spineless person! Since then, she has always disliked him, but her eldest father still insisted on arranging for him to investigate some pornographic gang with her!

She felt like she was going crazy when she thought of staying with him for decades, or even months, so she tried every means to bring Qianqian with her, in order to make Jiang Beiran understand and stop bothering her.

Who would have known that this journey has just begun, and I seem to be the one who is isolated.

'Isn't it just that I can sing better, write better, and can cook a few dishes? What's so great about it?'

Just as Mu Yao was getting more and more angry, she suddenly heard Jiang Beiran's voice.

"I overcooked the noodles, let's eat them instead."

"Okay! Okay!" Kong Qianqian agreed quickly, but as soon as she agreed, she looked at Mu Yao nervously.

Mu Yao, who was lying on the table, just wanted to stand up and refuse, but the spicy and magical taste prevented her from saying anything.

Finally, under Kong Qianqian's cautious gaze, Mu Yao stood up and looked at Jiang Beiran and said, "Since you so want to switch meals with us, I will reluctantly agree to it once."

"Oh, it's okay. You don't have to force yourself. I'll eat it alternately with Qianqian. It's up to you whether you want to eat it or not."

"You!" Mu Yao glared at Jiang Beiran fiercely, but before she could speak, Kong Qianqian hugged her and said, "What's mine belongs to senior sister, let's eat together."

"Humph! Who wants to eat his noodles!"

Shaking his head, Jiang Beiran placed two bowls of sweet water on the table, and brought over other cooked meats and side dishes.

Seeing Kong Qianqian bringing up the dishes she cooked one by one, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice.

Fried tofu, stewed tofu, fried tofu, stuffed tofu, tofu soup...
To be continued...