Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 854 On who cooks deliciously
"Yeah Spot, you can talk, that's great, you can talk to me a lot and play with me a lot, okay?"

Now that he has spots to talk to and play with himself, he won't bother daddy anymore, so daddy can have more time to practice.

'Yes, master. '

"Haha Spot, you are so kind." The smile on An An's face became even brighter.

"An'an, I'm hungry." Spotted drooped her head and said aggrievedly.

An An immediately looked up at Mo Han, "Daddy, Spot is hungry, what do you want to feed it?"

"The spot is still too small and has no teeth yet, so we can only feed it some food that is easy to chew." Mo Han patiently explained to his son.

Spot 'Meow' protested, showing a mouthful of small teeth, especially the two sharp teeth on both sides of the mouth.

"Daddy, Spot has teeth, look quickly." An An excitedly pointed at Spot's mouth and said loudly.

"Shh, even if Spot has teeth, it is still too young and can only eat liquid food. Daddy will go over and make it for Spot later."

"Don't be in a hurry to make it for Spot, I have spiritual milk here, you can drink it first." Jian Qingling stopped Mo Han from entering the kitchen.

"Would it be overkill to give it spiritual milk?" Mo Han said reluctantly, trying to stop it.

"Just add some water. Your father has already cooked the meal and is waiting for us. Don't dawdle."

After Jian Qingling finished speaking, she dragged An An to the dining room.

At the dinner table, Jian Qingling took out a small bowl, then took out a jade bottle, uncorked the bottle, and poured spiritual honey directly into the bowl.

Mo Han: "..."

It was obviously spiritual honey, but his mother insisted that it was spiritual milk, which caused him to feel distressed for a long time.

Speckle smelled it by the bowl, isn't this smell of spiritual milk?But as long as there is aura, who cares what it is?
An'an saw that the spots were eating well, and her appetite was much better than usual.

But he didn't think it was due to Spots, but to his grandfather, who made delicious food.

An An put down the bowls and chopsticks, touched her bulging stomach, and said, "The food made by grandpa is still delicious. It would be great if I could eat the food made by grandpa every day in the future."

Mo Han stopped eating and looked at his son with indescribable emotions.

"An'an, do you dislike your dad's cooking?"

An An raised her head immediately, and then shook her head quickly, "Daddy's cooking is also delicious, but not as delicious as grandpa's cooking."

Mo Han raised half of his smile, but collapsed because of the second half of An An's sentence.

However, he still explained the reason to his son, not wanting that his position in his son's heart was not as good as that of his grandfather.

"Your grandfather learned to cook from Shixiu, and he is also a foodxiu now. Your father and I are just ordinary monks who know how to cook. There is no comparison."

"It's okay, An An doesn't dislike Daddy, and Daddy's food is also delicious, An An likes it very much." Afraid that what he said before would make Daddy sad, An An immediately comforted him, but he felt that the food made by Grandpa was more delicious.

"Does An An like to eat the food made by grandpa?" Mu Ziteng interjected and asked.

"I like it very much." An An's voice was full of joy, and the voice was a little louder than before.

"If you like it, grandpa will make some for you and put them in the storage bag, okay?"

"Okay." An An agreed without thinking.

The food made by grandpa is so delicious, he wants to eat it every day, but it's a pity that grandpa doesn't come here often.

"Then An An will wait for Grandpa."

"Father, don't spoil the child too much, in fact, I'm not bad at cooking." Mo Han said a little embarrassedly.

"Just tonight, after tonight, there will be no chance in the future, Xiaoling will help me, and try to make some for An Ando to store." Mu Ziteng decided.

"Okay, it just so happens that I still have a few low-level monsters in my storage ring." Jian Qingling responded with a smile.

It may be that such a thing is destined to happen, so there are still a few seventh- and eighth-level monsters left in her space.

After dinner, Mu Ziteng and Jian Qingling went to the kitchen to get busy. The busy time always passed quickly, and it felt like dawn would not be long.

Muziteng's fried dishes are all served in pots. There are not many varieties, but the amount of each dish is quite large, which is enough for An An to eat for many years, and he puts it in a storage ring.

Mu Ziteng handed the storage ring to Mo Han, "That's all, you come and arrange it for An An."

"Trouble mom and dad." Mo Han was very embarrassed, his son liked it, so he could only have the cheek to ask his dad to help.

"Family, don't say these out-of-the-ordinary words, well, we are going back to Liao's mansion, and come to see An'an when we have time."

The two had just returned to Liao's house, had just washed up, and were going to go to Liao Huarong after going to sleep, but the other party came to look for them first.

"Daddy, why are you here so early?"

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and I miss you, so I stopped by to ask how the books in your library are doing?" In order not to disturb the two little guys, he endured half a year to come here, it was really not easy.

In fact, he didn't plan to look for them so early. His plan was to give the two of them a year to finish reading the books in the library, and then come back to look for them after a year.

I don't want to shoot my mind unintentionally in the morning. Seeing the two of them come back from the outside and have time to go out, it seems that they are not in a hurry.

Then I don't have to worry about anything, come here first and let my son-in-law cook a table for me to eat, God knows how much he misses the meals made by his son-in-law.

But he is an elder, doesn't he want face?Don't let your daughter and son-in-law know what's in your heart.

"Father-in-law, please come and sit in the living room." Mu Ziteng had just washed up, and the daughter-in-law came out after changing clothes one step later, and invited him to sit in the living room as soon as he came up.

"How do you guys like those books?" Liao Huarong asked again after taking a sip of the tea his daughter served him.

"Except for the books on exercises, we have read them all." Mu Ziteng replied with a smile.

"That's right, you have your own exercises. You don't need to read those exercise books, but it's still good for you to read the martial arts books inside."

"We have read the martial arts book." Their usual attack methods are too simple. After reading those martial arts, they have seen a lot of attack methods, and the harvest is still very rich.

"How's the harvest? I mean, have you figured out the opportunity to ascend?" Liao Huarong asked with concern.

Mu Ziteng and Jian Qingling glanced at each other, and then looked at Liao Huarong at the same time.

"Daddy, we want to go out to practice, do you want to come together?" Jian Qingling blinked and asked with a mischievous smile.

"That's exactly what I mean, and I'm just waiting for you to finish your trip to the library."

The two of them didn't talk, Liao Huarong thought they had nothing to gain, so he thought that he would go out to experience and improve his understanding of the Tao, and then he would explain what he had learned to the two of them to see if they could learn from him. understand some.

(End of this chapter)