After being dressed as cannon fodder, I feed tyrants by cooking skills

Chapter 50 He Almost Pretended

Meng Hu suddenly felt that sooner or later he would be defeated by delicious food.

At the thought of eating, his mouth, which usually doesn't need to type drafts, starts to get sick, and it's the kind he can't control at all.

Alas, there is really no way.You can't suffer yourself if you suffer, and you can't be hungry if you are hungry.

Hearing Jiang Yu's words, he was so happy that he scrambled to Jiang Yu's side like a dog's leg and fawned over him: "Tsk tsk tsk, what did I say, this has to be Miss Jiang!" It's really considerate, lest they will prepare dry food early if they are hungry.

This flattering skill is getting better and better.

"I also prepared some instant noodles for you. When you eat them, you just need to soak them in hot water." Then he poured the boiled water into a bowl, tore off the simple packaging bag, and put the noodles Put in a bowl with soup stock.

Put it on to prevent the heat from dissipating, and then put something on the bowl and wait for a while, stir a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup with chopsticks, and it's ready to eat.

Everyone exclaimed that it was amazing, this fried dry biscuit was soaked in hot water for a while, and it became a hot noodle soup?It smells of rich chicken soup, and there are red and green diced vegetables on the surface.

Ordinary noodles are already very strong after the two processes of steaming and frying. A chopstick was picked up and thrown in the air a few times, splashing the soup on the table, and even the noodles with soup were drawn into the stomach and mouth. The sides are full of chicken fat, and if you put a handful of it on your mouth, the full belches are delicious.

This is the chicken soup that several old hens put into the pot and simmered over a low heat. When it comes out of the pot, there is a layer of butter floating on it. Isn't it delicious?Everyone closed their lips tightly to prevent the saliva from dripping out. This time they really opened their eyes.

Meng Hu, who recommended himself to try instant noodles, recalled the taste of the broth. He felt that this trip was worthwhile.He showed off his food every day until he got his throat. In just six or seven days, his belt could no longer be fastened.

It took a lot of effort to put on his trousers today, his stomach bulged again after a bowl of noodle soup, and his fragile belt was stretched open again.

He immediately tied the gown around his waist, and secretly swore in his heart: When he comes back next time, he must...must change into a pair of looser pants!

If it's a net delay to get down to business, can you still let him cook happily.

A mere bowl of instant noodles is nothing to worry about, it is not worth mentioning at all.Already eaten "appetizer" Bengals players are playing steadily on the table.He is eating when others are eating, and he is still eating when others put down their chopsticks to drink tea and rinse their mouths.

After cleaning up the rest of the delicacies on the plate, he slumped back and belched thoroughly. The smell of several dishes mixed together was not pleasant, and then he let out another cry of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart: "Hi'er ~ Shu Tan."

A group of people stood with Jiang Yu at the archway at the end of Washi, Meng Hu waved goodbye to Jiang Yu with reluctance in his eyes.

Goodbye, Miss Jiang; Goodbye, his beloved Fat Sausage Pearl Milk Tea Hu Spicy Soup Sausage Fried Rice...

"Don't give it away, go back." Chu Yanjing put his hands behind his back.

As the saying goes, to send you a thousand miles, you have to say goodbye.Going forward, they will be out of the boundary of Shifeng Town, and they will embark on the road of rushing again.Let's say goodbye today, I don't know when we will meet again.

The iron plates on the stirrup rattled as the horse galloped, and Meng Hu's prickly and hard beard came out from the gap in the scarf, looking at the red sunset in the distance and the scattered and never far away The few swallows flying by are busy returning home, this situation is really sad.

"Master." Meng Hu lamented, "When shall we go back? I really miss Miss Jiang."

Not seeing each other every day is like every three autumns. An hour has passed, and it can be rounded up to say that we haven't seen each other for half a year.

Chu Yanjing, who was sitting on the horse, glanced at him, he didn't miss Jiang Yu: "You want to eat, right?"

Why did Meng Hu suddenly feel even more melancholy after being mercilessly told by others, he looked up at the sunset in the west, with a touch of rich orange red on his face, he had to admit: "It's a little .”

Everyone laughed, they were used to Meng Hu's gluttony.

"Brother Meng Hu, don't worry, you can always come back."

Yes, that day will come.

The carriage creaked and creaked, and the group of people on the horse wore night cover when they came, and wore orange-red light as their battle armor when they left.They still have a long way to go, just like the color of that day, the road is full of brilliance.

May is at that time, and it is a good time for mulberries to ripen.

There happened to be a mulberry tree not far from the restaurant, and the dense fruits covered the whole tree, and now there are traces of purple from a distance.

Jiang Yu carried a small basket on her arm, and pulled Qi Yan who was resting on her chin in a daze: "Let's go, my sister will take you to pick mulberries!"

This is probably one of the few leisure time for the two of them, as if going on a trip, Qi Yan is naturally very happy.

There are clusters of mulberries hidden under the large mulberry leaves, some of which are already ripe and black, and the fruit that is neither long nor short can't describe what it looks like after looking at it for a long time.If we talk about small lanterns, the colors don't match; the small particles on it are squeezed together, rather like a bunch of shrunken purple grapes.

"It looks like a big fleshy bug!" Qi Yan was about to lean his face against the tree, looking at the shape of the mulberry, he said with a serious face.

... Well, I can only say that the brain circuit is really strange.

"Then why don't you try it sweet?" Jiang Yu plucked a black-purple fruit and handed it to him.But it was rejected by Qi Yan, he carefully picked it for a while, rushed to the top one with a plump shape, and then started, pinching the blue fruit base with two fingers, tilting his head and winking at Jiang Yu, the corners of his mouth twitched laugh.

That embarrassing expression seemed to be telling Jiang Yu: Sister, I can pick the highest fruit.

This damned desire to win.

Raising his hand and throwing the fruit in the air, a teleportation opened his mouth and the mulberries fell into his mouth exactly.Close your teeth and only hear a crunch to crush the fruit.Standing beside him, Jiang Yu could even hear the juice bursting out of his mouth.

Qi Yan's smile froze at first, and then from his expression, he seemed to be able to guess that he had endured a lot of pain, his facial features were gathered together, his handsome face was wrinkled, and his eyes closed uncontrollably.

He waited until his throat moved and swallowed the contents of his mouth whole, and then his expression stretched out, like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

It really hurts my teeth.

Jiang Yu, on the other hand, looked at the excitement and laughed at him directly: "Small man, you almost pretended to be it."

　The missing persons are back~

　　The author's friendly reminder: Don't imitate Qi Yan and pretend to be bibibibi... (being covered by someone)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)