Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 88 The General Gives Gifts (1)
In fact, he hasn't figured it out until now, his young master looks like such a gentle and elegant young master, and this young master Helian is a well-known general in the Southern Jin Kingdom, killing people on the battlefield is like crushing an ant. It is said that countless people died at his hands.No matter in terms of temperament or appearance, these two people don't look like the same way at first glance.But now, they just sit together and play chess, can you not blame them?

Once the word was settled, Tang Mo's strict defense failed to withstand He Liancheng's attack after all.

He threw down the chess piece in his hand in displeasure, leaned back, and sighed decadently, "I don't want to play anymore. I have never defeated you since I was a child. I really don't know whether you are a human or a ghost. My little master." Chess skills are unmatched in the Southern Jin Kingdom, the premise is to kill you!"

He Liancheng smiled, and slowly picked up the teacup, "You can kill me anytime, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

Tang Mo wanted to vomit blood. If this person didn't hurt him for a day, wouldn't he be uncomfortable?Not to mention that he didn't have that interest in killing He Liancheng, if he did, he might have died on the spot before he even made a move.He's not stupid, can't he see how many shadow guards are buried around this Fushou building?
"Has the emperor come to urge you again? Now that the imperial edict has been issued, you have to accept it if you don't want it, alas..." Tang Mo rubbed his forehead in displeasure, "Do you think the old man is really old? He actually compared you Both your own and your own are fine, you are a king, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, our family Linger has written many times to ask, what do you really think?"

He Liancheng put down the teacup, his deep eyes slowly gathered light, only concentrated on one point, and after a while, he slowly said: "Her business has nothing to do with me!"

Tang Mo really wanted to vomit blood this time, "You said you were vicious, but you really don't show any sympathy, at least she is..." Tang Mo swallowed the words again, "Forget it, what you don't want , who can force it, that's all I can do to help her, hey, why hasn't Xiao Liu come back yet?"

He Liancheng's glacial face, which had not changed for 100 years, also showed a trace of doubt.It's been a long time, it's getting dark, and it's supposed to be back long ago.

At this time, there was the sound of walking on the stairs, and after a while, Xiao Liu stood outside the door, and reported cautiously, "Master, I came back from Yuhe Village and brought buns with me, would you like to try it?" Xiao Liu said The words are polite, he went to Yuhe Village under the order of the young master, since he came back and brought something, he must come and report back, this is the duty of a servant.

Tang Mo chuckled, and sat up straight, "Yo, I brought something, come in, it just so happens that the young master is hungry!"

He Liancheng didn't speak, but there was a stream of light in his lowered eyes, which reflected the entire wing room brightly.

Xiao Liu held the tray and put the things on the table.

If Mu Xiang could see it at this time, she would be so angry that she would die.It turns out that people rely on clothes, and horses rely on saddles.Not only can it be used on people, but it can also be used on buns.

When she brought the bun to Xiao Liu, she had already generously given him a bamboo flat, but at this moment, the big meat bun she made by herself was lying on the blue and white flat plate in a very elegant posture.At the same time, there were two small blue and white bowls and a pair of ivory chopsticks on the table.

The same is to eat steamed stuffed buns, but people can eat them to make them taller.As for her, she was holding the buns in both hands, squatting at the door of the pot, watching the fire boil the water while eating the buns.

When Tang Mo saw those buns, to be honest, he frowned inadvertently.

She is honest, the buns are so big, the buns made by Fushoulou are all the size of a baby's fist, the folds on the dough, and the time of steaming are all very particular, even the skin of the buns is different. many kinds.

Seeing that the two of them didn't move, Xiao Liu really wanted to say: If you don't want to eat, just give it to me. Several guys in the back kitchen have begged him for the buns made by Mu Xiang!Mu Xiang made a big meal before, and they naturally thought that the buns made by Mu Xiang must be delicious.

But Xiao Liu didn't dare to say that, he rolled his eyes and said, "Young Master, Lord Helian, your dinner is ready for the two of you, why don't you serve it now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that He Liancheng had already picked up the wet cloth on the table and wiped his hands, without using chopsticks, he reached out and grabbed a bun and started eating.

The corners of Tang Mo's eyes twitched, "Helian, don't these have chopsticks?"

He Liancheng rolled his eyes at him, and said coldly: "I'm different from you!" He is a person who cherishes words like gold, especially in front of Tang Mo.Even if he didn't say it clearly, Tang Mo could understand it.

Marching and fighting for many years, what manners, what aristocratic demeanor, that is bullshit.

In front of the enemy's knives and arrows, when facing life and death, even a bun as hard as a rock can save a person's life at a critical moment.

Tang Mo was blocked by him and had nothing to say, touched his nose embarrassingly, and reached out to grab the buns, or looked at his hands, then at the buns, or turned a corner, took the chopsticks first, and then went to grab the buns .While he was hesitating, He Liancheng had already finished eating one bun, and started to get the second one.He is a man, and he stays in the military camp all year round. Occasionally, he can have a noble meal, but most of the time, he is used to drinking in a big bowl and eating meat in big mouthfuls.

So, when Tang Mo was still biting the buns slowly, over there, He Liancheng didn't know how many buns he had eaten. By the way, he forced Xiao Liu who was standing dumbfounded by the side, "That's all?" I mean...what about the rest?Hand it over soon!

Xiao Liu wiped the sweat off his brow, and confessed honestly, "Miss Mu gave me a total of twenty buns. On the way back, I... I ate two..." As soon as he said this, he instantly felt Being pierced by countless skates, he was cold from head to toe, and then from feet to head. He secretly raised his eyes, and it turned out that the two masters were stabbing him with eye knives!He wondered, what did he say wrong?Why do the young master and Mr. Helian both look like they want to cut him into pieces?

During a moment of silence, it was He Liancheng who spoke first, "Take the remaining buns to my room."

Tang Mo quit, "Hey, how can you do this? The food was sent by my people, and the money is also mine. If they return the gift, of course it is also mine. I gave you so much just now. It's incredible, don't you Even though I can't beat you, you have to be reasonable, right?" It's not that he is stingy, he is reluctant to part with a few buns, the key is that the buns made by Muxiang taste different.The dough was well kneaded, not sticky at all. Although the stuffing of the buns had been reheated twice, the vegetables were vegetables, the meat was meat, and it was as fresh as it was, without turning yellow at all.He ate too much food in the big restaurant, and the food of ordinary people like this can arouse his taste even more.

(End of this chapter)