touchnovel Chapter 1122
Chapter 1122
Gu Fenghua and others also know that the girl's cooking skills are actually good. Among all the people, only she can really help, and other people can also raise the fire, and other things can also help.
Soon, dinner was ready. A large round table was placed in the middle of the camp, covered with exquisite tablecloths, with more than a dozen dishes in full color and fragrance, setting off the fire, which was more attractive to the appetite. As food, Miss Gu was obviously more particular than fat white and Ron. It is also because of too much attention, even when eating is so elegant and moving, that people often ignore the fact that she is also a foodie.
"Here comes Yuqing lotus seed porridge." With song Yu'an's crisp voice, bowls of clear and jade like rice porridge are brought to the table, and the unique fragrance of lotus seeds is released, because it is also elaborately combined with the medicinal materials prepared by the white fat man, and the fragrance is more refreshing.
"Wow, yuan, you made this?" Luo en took a few cold breaths, tasted a small mouthful, and then looked at Lu Yu'an in surprise. Song Yu'an's cooking skill is no worse than that of Bai Pang, even she can hardly tell the difference.
"It was Meinan who taught me to do it." Lu Yu'an shyly said, a delicate face more pure. Get along for a long time, she also know what the white fat itch is, Meinan elder brother long Meinan elder brother short, always called the white fat heart.
"I just gave some advice. In fact, she made it herself. Yu an's cooking talent is not under me." The hearty white fat man is seldom modest. In terms of cooking, he is always above the top.
"I didn't expect that Yu'an had such a good cooking skill that she would not worry about getting married in the future." Lorne said jokingly.
"Please worry about marrying you. I've heard that as long as someone is willing to marry you, the Luo family not only doesn't want betrothal gifts, but also gives you a large dowry. By the way, what do you think of me?" Fang Tianyou came up and said shyly.
Getting along with each other for a long time, he and Gu Fenghua and others no longer have any bad feelings, and they are more casual in making jokes.
"Go away!" Miss Luo, who has been stabbed in the pain, is about to pour hot rice porridge on Fang Tianyou's face.
"I just want to say that it doesn't count. Don't be so angry. Such delicious lotus seed porridge can't be drunk every day. Don't waste it." Fang Tianyou quickly held his head back.
"Hum!" Seeing Fang Tianyou's terrified appearance, Luo en gave a haughty hum and filled it with rice porridge. Then, he heard a "poof". Then he saw that Miss Luo stretched out her tongue like a dog and tried hard to breathe, while she fanned her hands fiercely.
And the bowl of hot rice porridge, also still according to the track, buckle to the head of Fang Tianyou.
"Ah..." the cry of killing a pig resounded through the night sky.
"I swear, I didn't mean to." Lorne's voice was louder than Fang Tianyou's scream.
After a short silence, there was a heartless laugh all around.
"Yu an, who did you learn your cooking skills from?" It took a while for the laughter to subside. Lorne drank cold water and asked as if there were no one else. Miss Luo, with a firm heart, is not so easy to be knocked down.
Fang Tianyou's psychological quality is obviously not as good as her. Her head is dripping with water, which is even colder in the cold night, and her eyes are misty.