Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 594
Seeing the situation of the two of them, He Bai finally realized belatedly, and hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "No, no, it happens that I don't know how to do it either. How can I laugh at you!"

"Hey, you two won't starve to death in the future, will you?" Feng Zhiyao started to pick things up with a mentality that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Wu Nishang glanced at him, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "How much better do you think your family Chisu is than me?" Don't look at Chisu's good swordsmanship, if he really entered the kitchen, killing a chicken would take a lot of effort, to put it bluntly The two of them are equal, so don't dislike each other.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I know how to cook!" Feng Zhiyao said unsatisfactorily, but the smile on his face deserves a beating no matter how you look at it.

Wu Nishang questioned Wen Chisu suspiciously: "Chisu, is this one of yours really good at cooking?"

Wen Chisu shrugged and said helplessly, "Frankly speaking, the level is above you and me."

"How about it, isn't this young master amazing?" Feng Zhiyao smiled even more proudly.

"Cut, it's okay for us to have dinner with Lou Mo in the future! Right Lou Mo?" Wu Nishang said and gave her a threatening look.

"Yes, yes, everyone, sit here first, and I'll cook for you!" Nangong Qianmo said as he was about to get up, but was held down by Mo Tingye when he didn't want to: "You just woke up, and your body is still It’s just a lie, let me go!”

"Cough, that's fine." Nangong Qianmo just coughed lightly under the teasing gazes of everyone, and then sat down calmly, thinking in his heart that his skin is getting thicker now...

But Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but wondered: "We've known each other for so many years, why didn't I know Ting Ye that you can cook?"

Nangong Qianmo gave him a positive look: "He not only knows how to cook, but also does it very well." I remember that he often cooked for himself in his previous life, but in this life, he rarely had the opportunity to watch him cook. .

"Really?" Even He Bai was a little unbelievable this time, "Compared to your cooking skills?" Could it be said that His Royal Highness King Xuan not only has both civil and military skills, but also has good cooking skills?

"More than that." Nangong Qianmo said very pertinently.

Feng Zhiyao immediately stood up eagerly: "I'm going to observe the scene!"

Wu Nishang and He Bai looked at each other, "We're going too!"

"And me and me!" Feng Zhiqing's eyes shone with excitement.

In the blink of an eye, only Nangong Feng and Nangong Qianmo were left in the yard, and even Mo Zhinan's little bun wrapped Wen Chisu into the kitchen to join in the fun.

Suddenly it became quiet under the shade of the tree, and the two siblings sat together without talking for a while.

"Brother," after a while, Nangong Qianmo looked at him, after much deliberation, she decided to tell the truth about the matter: "...she died."

The teacup in Nangong Feng's hand was slightly stagnant, her thin lips parted slightly, and her tone was full of indifference: "Really."

After a while, he said: "She did those things, right?" As for who this "she" was, none of them made it clear.

"Well, she admitted it herself." When mentioning this person again, she found that her heart was extremely peaceful: "The day the underground palace was destroyed, Xi Heng pulled her to block the falling boulder for herself, and I was there at the time. "It's just that there is no rescue.

Nangong Feng nodded, with a slight indifference on his expression. In fact, after learning about what she had done, all the remaining mother-child affection in his heart disappeared, didn't it?
"Does grandfather know about this?"

She frowned and shook her head. Since the turmoil in the upper capital, her grandfather has been staying in Xiaoyao Valley with her master, and she has long since stopped asking about world affairs. She really doesn't know how to talk to him about this matter. After all, she is also his only daughter. ...

Nangong Feng naturally understood her concerns, thought for a while, and said: "Leave this matter to me, my grandfather has always been sensitive, even if we don't tell him, he should have guessed something." He will go there in person in a few days Write a letter to my grandfather and tell him about the old man.

"...Alright."

But in the kitchen, Mo Tingye slightly raised his cuffs, and the knife seemed to have eyes in his hand. Shredded potatoes, diced chicken, and peeled freshwater shrimp, a series of actions were done in one go. , even the movement of him bending over to start a fire is pleasing to the eye, and everyone can't help but be dumbfounded.

Not long after, bursts of tempting index finger fragrance wafted out, attracting everyone to get closer.Feng Zhiyao couldn't help swallowing, and exclaimed: "I said Ting Ye, when did you secretly learn such a good cooking skill, and you still keep it from me?"

It's not that he is exaggerating, but that Mo Tingye's culinary skills are really amazing. Leaving aside the other things, just talking about his superb knife skills, looking at the famous restaurants in the entire capital, there are few. There are a few that can catch up, not to mention the fragrant dishes after they come out of the pot.

"I'm not that boring, it's because you didn't ask." Mo Tingye put the fried hot and sour potato shreds on a plate, and said without raising his head.

Feng Zhiyao: "..."

While he was turning around to start the next dish, a certain little steamed stuffed bun had already sneaked around behind him, extending its evil claws to the hot and sour potato shreds just out of the pot...

"Mo Zhinan, take your paws back to me, or go to the yard for a long time." Mo Tingye seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he hurriedly waited a moment before Mo Zhinan touched the plate. Said.

The little bun who was caught off guard had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and shouted indignantly: "Daddy, you are too much, I want to tell mother that you punish me physically!"

"Two hours."

The little bun closed his mouth resentfully, staring at the back of his unscrupulous father resentfully.

Feng Zhiqing finally couldn't bear it any longer, she approached with a smile and said, "Hey, well, brother-in-law, you see that you are so good at cooking, can I order food by myself?"

Feng Zhiyao at the side couldn't help but feel a chill, and stared at his worthless girl with hatred, how could she not be so sweet and talkative to his big brother on weekdays?
Perhaps the title "Brother-in-Law of the Prince" pleased him, but His Highness Prince Xuan's ten-thousand-year-old ice cube was easy to talk to for the first time: "Yes, each one."

Feng Zhiqing's eyes brightened immediately, and she continued to push forward: "Then... can I order two dishes? I want to eat glutinous rice ribs and boiled beef!"

And someone who was busy did not refuse.Seeing this, Feng Zhiqing couldn't help being elated, "Thank you, brother-in-law, Wang Ye, sister Mo is so happy to marry you!"

The corners of Feng Zhiyao's mouth twitched, expressing contempt for her flattering face.However, he turned his head and said honestly to the inside: "Then what, Ting Ye, I want a stewed beef brisket with potatoes!"

(End of this chapter)