super food empire

Chapter 410: Four hundred eight: Three principles of not marrying

Want a son-in-law?

A short sentence finally made Qingyi lose her composure. The attack power of this sentence is so tyrannical, and the unexpectedness is like flying out of the sky, which makes people caught off guard.

Everyone knows how uncomfortable the taste of choking on water is. The taste of choking on wine is definitely ten times more uncomfortable than choking on water. Qingyi coughed violently, and kept patting her chest to try to relieve it. Since she was definitely at the level of a murder weapon, the result of this action was ...

N words are omitted here, all in all, the scenery of the mountains and peaks is mysterious and unspeakable.

"Are you okay, why are you choking?" Qin Yu got up quickly.

"No, no need, I'm fine." After all, it's the Emperor of Food, Qingyi soon recovered, but her face was still red, not because of shyness, but because of coughing.

"There's no need for such a big reaction, right? I'm just asking." Qin Yu really didn't expect Qingyi's reaction to be so big.

Qingyi took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then looked at Qin Yu with a look of reproach and astonishment: "Qin Dashi, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

"May I ask how many daughters are among Huo Sheng's three children?" Qin Yu asked.

"Just one concubine." Qingyi replied truthfully.

"Then dare to ask sister Qingyi if she was married?" Qin Yu asked straightforwardly, he just wanted to make Qingyi lose her composure, and he did it again.

Qing Yi really blushed this time, staring at Qin Yu for a long time before shaking her head: "Never."

"Then do you dare to ask sister Qingyi if she has someone in mind?" Qin Yu was more straightforward, just asking, why be embarrassed?

"Why are you asking this?" Qingyi also realized that she had lost her composure. She tried her best to calm herself down, but found it was a bit difficult.

"You answer me first, and I'll tell you." Qin Yu insisted on asking.

"No, I can't tell the truth this time." Qing Yi's heart flashed, and she deliberately emphasized her tone and nodded: "Yes!"

She thought Qin Yu would regret it, but unexpectedly Qin Yu nodded seriously: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't get married."

(Author: "Wait, are you going to wield a hoe? And did you forget to promise Shi Ji?"

Yao Wang: "Of course I haven't forgotten that I will build a family of gourmet food from now on. In order to realize this great ideal, I must first have a full family of children and grandchildren. If such a heavy task is entrusted to a woman, she will not be exhausted?"

The author Jun Wuyu took out his mobile phone for ten seconds: "Hey, Longmei? Copy guy, just that magic gun, yes, yes, bring it with you, I'm going to bury someone today, yes, yes, come here quickly."

"I'm going to take the exam. It's not good to just play around. Do you want to be so serious?" Yao Wang was startled.

The author disassembled the melon seeds and set up a stool: "If you don't work, you won't die. I'll sit and watch how you die.")
Qingyi was almost choked out of thin air again, so she gave Qin Yu a hard look and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm 13 years older than you!"

"What's wrong with being 13 years old? You are a big food, and you are the emperor of food. You can almost keep your face forever. Even if you are a hundred years old, you will still look like you are now, so age is not a problem at all." Qin Yu's righteous words made Qing For a while, Yi couldn't find a reason to refute.

Food qi can delay aging. If you are a big food, the effect will be better. The higher the grade, the better the effect. The food emperor can definitely keep his face forever, so from this aspect, age does not seem to be a problem.

Wait, that's not the problem at all, okay?She was simply brought into the ditch by Qin Yu's rhythm.

"My father does not recruit sons-in-law, only grandsons-in-law. My two elder brothers have daughters. One is fourteen years old and the other is only eight years old. I can match you up." Change to me.

Is this a dump?Or is it misfortune?Ah bah, who is the trouble!
"Lolita? No, no, no, I don't care about minors. I'm not interested in girls who are younger than me." Qin Yu resolutely refused to accept the blame. There is a dark heart under the cute appearance, so we should cherish life and stay away from loli.

"Qin Dashi, if you talk nonsense again, I will have to ask you out." Qing Yi put on an angry expression.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, it's just a joke." Qin Yu raised his glass and said, "Come, let me toast you, don't take what I just said to heart."

Why not punish yourself with a cup?Qingyi took a deep breath to calm herself down, and picked up the wine glass, but Qin Yu said as soon as she drank it: "But I still want to ask, sister Qingyi, you are such a beautiful person, are you so beautiful? Are you really going to be lonely forever?"

"Pfft, cough, cough..." Qingyi spit out all the wine in one gulp, and coughed again and again.

"Okay, okay, I don't ask, okay? I'll punish myself." Qin Yu hurriedly stopped, and Qingyi would be choked to death if she asked any more questions. How ugly would it be for a good-looking beauty to be choked to death?
Qingyi managed to stop coughing, and for the first time felt a feeling of gnashing of teeth towards Qin Yu in her heart, no longer caring about her dignified and elegant demeanor, and said word by word: "I, Qingyi, swore when I was 16 years old that I would Don't marry if you are destined, don't marry if you don't agree with each other, don't marry unless you are a saint!"

Hearing Qingyi's words, Qin Yu was really taken aback. There are three principles of not marrying, forget about the first two, fate and love are what any woman hopes for, but what the hell is the last one?Do not marry if you are not a food saint?Isn't this comparing yourself to a nun's road?
The ideal is great, but the reality is cruel. There are only a handful of food saints, and there are almost no food saints of the right age. Coupled with the first two restrictions, the entire gourmet continent is about zero.

At this moment, Qin Yu finally understands why Qingyi is still alone. Sure enough, high vision kills people. The ancients did not deceive me.

"To be honest, there is really no one who meets your requirements..." Qin Yu told the truth with a wry smile.

"Forget it, I don't care, and there's nothing wrong with being single." Qingyi put on a nonchalant look.

"Ancient bachelors..." Qin Yu thought to himself, but said in his mouth, "Does it count if you have potential? The youngest food saint is seven or eight times your age. It's not good to marry an old man."

"Food saint's face will stay forever!"

"That's still an old man..."

"Didn't you stop talking? Didn't you stop talking? Didn't you stop talking?" Qingyi experienced for the first time what it was like to be crazy. She really didn't understand how such a good interview would involve such a thing. Embarrassing personal questions coming up?

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, I hope you will find a predestined and like-minded food saint as soon as possible, but don't wait past thirty, or the saint will become a leftover woman."

"puff……"

(Official complaint: The idioms about eating will be ruined by the author~)

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