Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

Inexplicably, Mo Ziming's attention landed on Murong Xuan's lips.

That captivating little mouth gently nibbled at every piece of chicken, as if it was some treasure. However, because of Murong Xuan's bite, its alluring lips emitted a delicious fragrance and a enchanting luster.

Mo Ziming suddenly shook his head, shaking out all of the thoughts that he had.

After a long while, Murong Xuan could not help but finish all of the roasted chicken and duck, but Mo Ziming still did not loosen his mouth.

For a moment, Murong Xuan could not help but feel a huge amount of pressure.

This Mo Ziming can actually endure for so long?

It seemed that he had finally made a big move!

Very quickly, Murong Xuan ran into the space to cook.

The evening meal had already been cooked yesterday. Now, all he needed to do was to start cooking!

Murong Xuan brought out the midnight rice and mixed it with some plain oil so that the rice grains could separate. Then, he poured the Peacock Egg he prepared and soaked it in half of the egg liquid.

As the Strange Fire entered the furnace, the originally calm wok suddenly changed color, as if it was burned by fire.

Murong Xuan poured the refined cold oil into the wok, and as the temperature of the oil rose, Murong Xuan poured the rice that had already been mixed with the oil and egg liquid into the wok at the peak of heat. Then, he quickly fried and dried the rice, causing the eggs to wrap around each grain.

The Golden Fried Rice's standard was: The egg fluid would perfectly wrap every single grain of rice, but the oil was also very particular. When eating the Golden Fried Rice, if there was oil seeping out from the bottom of the bowl, then the real Golden Fried Rice would fail, because the bottom of the bowl must not contain any oil, and the bottom must be kept clean.

Mo Ziming and Cai Ling had no chance of seeing Murong Xuan's fried rice. All they knew was that when Murong Xuan brought out a plate of Golden Fried Rice, they felt like they were going to be blinded, and the tip of their noses was also filled with the fragrance of Golden Fried Rice.

The dazzling golden Golden Fried Rice stunned both Mo Ziming and Cai Ling. They could not help but reveal surprised expressions.

Is this rice?

No, where is the rice shining like gold?

As Murong Xuan placed the Golden Fried Rice into his mouth in front of them, the Golden Fried Rice's fragrance immediately filled his lips, like an egg locking onto the rice, and only when it was in his mouth did it burst out. The egg was sweet and tasteless, but the rice grains were soft and hard, with a bit of chewing force.

Perfect!

Murong Xuan gave himself a perfect score.

"Look how hungry you are. Here, let me give you a taste." Murong Xuan said with a benevolent look.

Hearing that, Mo Ziming's eyes started to sparkle.

My wife is so nice ~

As expected, his wife still doted on him.

As Mo Ziming ate the Golden Fried Rice into his mouth, a strange feeling instantly flowed through his entire body, as if his entire person was reborn.

It was not that he had never eaten Stir-Fried Rice before, but this was the first time he had eaten a Golden Fried Rice as delicious as this.

On the contrary, it carried the fragrance of rice and the softness of eggs. The most miraculous thing was that he couldn't even see the shape of the egg, only the fragrance of the egg and the taste of the egg.

As for the rice, it didn't taste like the rice he normally ate, nor like rice with too much water on it. Instead, it tasted very refreshing and didn't look like rice at all …

"What a mystical Golden Fried Rice. I have never eaten such a delicious Golden Fried Rice." Mo Ziming chewed for a very long time, because Murong Xuan had only let him taste it, so he was basically unwilling to swallow it.

If he swallowed it, there would be nothing left to eat!

However, no matter how reluctant he was to eat it, no matter how much he chewed, it would eventually be swallowed into his stomach.

Very quickly, Mo Ziming was no longer willing to take the risk of eating the Golden Fried Rice.

He didn't expect that his wife's cooking would be so delicious.

For a moment, Mo Ziming's emotions could not help but become complicated.

On this trip down the mountain, the main task that his master had given him was to bring his wife back. Although the premise was that his wife knew how to cook, in his opinion, his wife's thoughts were more important.

If a daughter-in-law doesn't have a man she likes and doesn't mind me, then I can bring her back. But what if a daughter-in-law has a man she likes?

Thinking back to the rumors he had heard earlier, Mo Ziming felt an indescribable irritation in his heart. In addition to the pain of not being able to eat the Golden Fried Rice, for a moment, Mo Ziming felt as if he had fallen into a deep pit. He could see the rope to save his life, but he could not reach it …

"How is it? Do you still want to eat? Other than me, no one else would be able to make such a delicious Golden Fried Rice. I promise you that you will never be able to eat such delicious Golden Fried Rice again. " Murong Xuan stared straight at Mo Ziming without blinking, that pair of beautiful eyes seemed to glow especially when Murong Xuan said those words confidently, Mo Ziming felt that Murong Xuan's entire person seemed to be emitting light, the beauty made him unable to shift his gaze away.

"I... But the jade gourd cannot be lost. " Mo Ziming looked at the jade bottle gourd in his bosom with a wronged expression, his mind filled with struggle.

That Golden Fried Rice was really too delicious, and even now he was still savoring the taste, his mouth seemed to still have the taste of a Golden Fried Rice.

Seeing that Murong Xuan did not say anything, Mo Ziming could not help but raise his head.

Then, when he just raised his head, he saw Murong Xuan putting the Golden Fried Rice into his mouth …

He really wanted to say: Let go of that fried rice, let me do it!

Woo … Master, you are really smart. Not only can my wife cook, she can also cook!

Suddenly, Mo Ziming seemed to have thought of something, and passed the jade bottle gourd over: "Exchange, exchange, exchange, but you must promise me, you must make a hundred different dishes for me that I have never eaten before."

Mo Ziming looked at Murong Xuan with satisfaction, his mouth full of a pleased smile.

Aiyo, you finally have an epiphany?

Not easy, not easy!

Although making a hundred dishes was a little cumbersome and a little too much, to Murong Xuan, smelly tofu was still considered a dish. Hence, Murong Xuan happily agreed.

A deal was made just like that.

Cai Ling looked at the trade between Mo Ziming and Mo Ziming with his mouth agape.

Although... It looked strange, but the food made by the young lady was definitely worth the price!

It had to be said that Miss still had her own ideas and thoughts when it came to business.

Eating this kind of food belongs to the consumer. After eating it all in one go, one would have to continue consuming it. Who knows how much easier it would be to sell clothes and hairpins.

Mo Ziming finally got his hands on the Golden Fried Rice, and contentedly brought it to the side and started to eat it. From the looks of it, he was afraid that others would try to steal it from him.

Not only that, Mo Ziming also spread his jacket on the ground, preventing the ants to eat the grains that fell to the ground.

His master had said that the jade gourd couldn't be given to others, but a daughter-in-law wasn't an outsider. There was no problem giving it to a daughter-in-law ~

As he consoled himself like this, Mo Ziming ate with incomparable comfort, and even his mood had improved by quite a bit.

However, after seeing Mo Ziming's appetite, Murong Xuan could not help but regret it.

This was the first time she met an opponent, and this Mo Ziming, could he actually eat so much?

As Murong Xuan watched helplessly as he finished all the white rice, Murong Xuan couldn't help but blink his eyes. He felt that his culinary arts had gone up another level and even the white rice that was steamed was so popular.

Hairy Ball was so wronged that tears almost flowed out from his eyes.

Yet another one fighting over food with him, and that one was a human!

No, it had to be a ball with a target, and it had to pamper its master's harem!

"Why are you still following me after eating?" Murong Xuan felt around with the jade bottle gourd on his finger and watched Mo Ziming climb into his carriage. For a moment, he could not help but kick him unhappily.

The MMP, you still want to get close to my carriage after eating my food?

"Didn't you want to know why the great gongzi of Liang Mansion self-destructed? If you follow me, I can lead you to the answer. " Mo Ziming patted the mud on his body and climbed up tenaciously.

Hearing this, Murong Xuan became even more curious.

Just as she left the Liang Mansion, she bumped into Mo Ziming … Not only did Mo Ziming know him, he even knew about the matter of Liang Mansion's great young master self-destructing.

He had already instructed that person not to spread the news, how did Mo Ziming know about this?

"Don't look at me, the Mo family is one of the top ten families after all, how can we survive without some trump cards?" Mo Ziming took the reins from Cai Ling's hands and was kind enough to become the coachman.

His wife's food was so delicious, of course he had to follow her and eat all the food in the world ~

He had long heard that his wife was very picky with her food. Now that he had tasted it, his reputation was well-deserved.

Mo Ziming subconsciously licked his lips. He only felt that the mysterious taste of the Golden Fried Rice was still in his mouth, a taste filled with happiness.

It's so good to have a daughter-in-law ~

If Hairy Ball knew what Mo Ziming was thinking, it would definitely yell: Great God, someone is coming to steal your wife!

"Miss, this Mo Ziming is so strange." Cai Ling frowned in displeasure.

Even driving a carriage can be robbed, young miss is really becoming more and more popular.

"Ignore him, we'll sleep with us." Murong Xuan took out a soft cotton blanket from his spatial space and spread it on the inside of the carriage. Then, he took out a soft and thin blanket and covered himself and Cai Ling's bodies.

Murong Xuan slept soundly, but Cai Ling could not fall asleep no matter what.

Miss will sleep once you're done eating, so don't get fat yet … Just how did this meat grow?

Outside the carriage, Mo Ziming seemed to know the way, and on the way, there wasn't much movement, to the extent that even Murong Xuan and Murong Xuan couldn't help but fall asleep.

Once Murong Xuan sat in the swaying carriage, he would involuntarily want to go to sleep. Although Cai Ling was somewhat distracted from the shaking, but after following the road for a while, the carriage became more spacious, and with the warm blanket under his body, he unknowingly fell asleep.