My husband is born again

Chapter 272 Exclusive Recipe
Ruan Ling looked at Pu Zihuang.

Pu Zihuang raised her chin: "I allow you to sit down and have a meal with me. Sit!"

Ruan Ling hurriedly smiled and said, "I've already eaten, and I'm not hungry at all now. I specially prepared these for you, Zihuang Jun. How can I, my little land god, eat at the same table as you?"

"You are quite self-aware." Pu Zihuang tore off a chicken leg with gentle movements, and ate it slowly, "If you eat all this bowl of chicken soup, I will spare your life."

Ruan Ling said: "I have a bad stomach in the past two days, and I can't eat fishy or greasy things."

"Oh? Little gods get sick too?"

"Of course, I am a god from a mortal body, and I also eat whole grains, so I will naturally get sick." Ruan Lingyi said righteously, "You brought me here, and I am not acclimatized. Naturally, I also have stomach discomfort."

Pu Zihuang glanced at her, and told Bai Jing, "Go and skim the oil from the chicken soup. It won't be greasy anymore."

Seeing him like this, Ruan Ling hesitated: "Pu Zihuang, why do you insist on me eating this chicken soup? I told you I don't like it!"

"It's fine if you don't like it." Pu Zihuang didn't insist, and said lazily, "Bai Jing, here it is for you."

Bai Jing looked at Ruan Ling shyly, and trembled again: "Is it really true?"

"No." Ruan Ling hurriedly hugged the chicken soup bowl, "I made this, and I said whoever can eat it can eat it."

Bai Jing felt wronged.

Ruan Ling had no choice but to pretend not to see it.

Pu Zihuang tilted her head: "Little Land, did you put something in this soup? Otherwise, why would you not eat it yourself, and would not allow others to eat it, but only for me? Could it be that you want to harm me?"

"How is that possible." Ruan Ling argued, "I just feel that Zihuang-jun has failed my heart, and I feel sad."

She made a sad expression, picked up the chicken soup and poured it out.

Bai Jing let out a cry, feeling very distressed.

Pu Zihuang curled his lips and smiled.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Xiao Hei sniffed and rushed out.

Pu Zihuang ate a chicken leg, took out a silk handkerchief, wiped her hands, stood up, and said, "Your cooking skills are indeed a little bit better than Bai Jing's."

Ruan Ling smiled modestly: "Thank you Zihuang Jun for your compliment."

"From now on, you will stay and cook for me, and be my cook at Wanju Villa. If you don't agree, you can go to be buried with me!" Pu Zihuang got up and left after finishing speaking.

Ruan Ling was not given the slightest chance to speak up and object.

Ruan Ling looked at his leaving back, a sly look flashed in his eyes.

She sat back at the table, took out the small porcelain bottle from her bosom, played with it in the palm of her hand, and said to herself: "How can such a bottle full of good ingredients be wasted in a basin."

Bai Jing asked curiously: "What did the girl say? What good news?"

"I mean, I put an exclusive secret recipe in the dish, so it's so delicious." Ruan Ling smiled sweetly at him.

Bai Jing was surprised: "Ah, so the girl really has a secret recipe. I don't know what it is, can you give it to me? I can make it for the master in the future."

"Do you still need the secret recipe?" Ruan Ling looked at him with a smile on her chin, "Xiaobai, didn't you hear what your master said just now? From now on, I will be a cook, and you will be unemployed."

Bai Jing was stunned, and left with tears streaming down his face.

Ruan Lingchao picked up the roast chicken on the table, thinking to himself, such a good chicken with extra ingredients, the flower peacock only ate a chicken leg.

(End of this chapter)