Loli Widow: National Teacher, please respect yourself

Chapter 87

Xiang Xiaokui; "I never said that."

Grand Uncle couldn't help being dumbfounded, and then said slowly; "I've said this before when I finished the book, but I'll ask Senior Wu Wang if he wants to live in the city for a few days. After all, our place is very small, I'm afraid I have wronged King Wu."

Xiang Xiaokui looked at Tai Uncle anxiously, and finally listened to Tai Uncle's justice; "I'll just ask."

"Do you want to live in the city?" Yi Heng's voice was slow and calm, without any emotion.

Looking at his calm appearance, Xiang Xiaokui couldn't help being a little terrified, but the great uncle said, "After all, this place is a little narrow, and now the cook is going out to do white weddings, so I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the venerable."

Yi Heng casually glanced at Xiang Xiaokui who was a wallflower, and said flatly, "I'm not picky, but it's quieter here."

The voice reveals the indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Grand Uncle shuddered, so he didn't dare to say any more, and said, "Why don't I send two cook girls to serve?"

Yi Heng said coldly, "There's no need for this country meal." But he knocked on the table again, and said, "It's cold and windy, so I won't send it away."

It is clear that the order to evict the guest has been issued.

The great uncle dared not complain that he was so arrogant and domineering as a guest. After all, warriors of King Wu's rank were rare even in the city. Anyone who stomped his feet would change his face.

The great uncle was sent all the way to the door by Xiang Xiaokui, and he whispered a few more words; "Serve King Wu well, and you will have a good life when he is happy." After thinking for a while, he said; "Although he doesn't like it, but In the end, we can't seem that we have slighted him, and I'll send some good ingredients over later."

Xiang Xiaokui was sluggish at first, but after listening to Grand Uncle say that he would send some good ingredients, he felt relieved, and sent Grand Uncle away with a smile.

When I came back, I saw Yi Heng knocking on the table; "I'm hungry, go make something to eat."

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What about that glamorous and noble person who disliked country food just now!
Xiang Xiaokui found some lean meat in the kitchen. Although it was only a small lump, it looked very tender. She made it into meat stuffing and made some fresh meat buns with flour and shallots.

Although there is very little lean meat, Mr. System is still very capable in these aspects. Even if he didn’t use a steamer or ferment the flour, the fresh meat buns made look thin and big, bulging like a child’s. The face is similar, white and tender, full and full, making people yearn to poke up or down at any time.

Sure enough, Xiang Xiaokui couldn't help reaching out and poking the white and tender little bun twice.

Soft and warm.

In the end, I couldn't help but picked one up and stuffed it into my mouth.

Bite open the bun skin, the aroma of fresh meat filled the whole mouth immediately.

Xiang Xiaokui squinted her eyes contentedly. The meat in this place is not like the world she lived in. The mass-produced feed pigs that are fed with various lean meat concentrate pig feeds will be slaughtered in two or three months. The pigs in this place have been raised since childhood. Only two of them are fed all year round. The taste of the pork is so delicious that one's tongue would swallow it.

Xiang Xiaokui looked at a large pile of steamed buns on the plate, reluctantly pulled most of them into her backpack, but looked at the two or three steamed buns on the plate, thought about it, and took it again Two came out, and at least five were enough.

Steamed stuffed buns are no better than sesame seed cakes, no matter how rare they come out of the steamer.

Xiang Xiaokui viciously wrote down Yi Heng's name, five fresh meat buns.

Looking at Roubaozi, he suddenly remembered an allegorical saying, Roubaozi beats a dog - there is no return.

Xiang Xiaokui's face twitched for a moment before she calmed down, what was she thinking.

(End of this chapter)