"Yes, yes." Hearing An Ran's answer, Old Master Ming's eyes lit up, and then poured another cup of tea and handed it to her like a treasure: "You try this cup again."

"Okay." Looking at the old man's excited look, she couldn't bear to refuse, but whenever she tasted one kind of tea, the old man would brew another kind of tea and let her taste it. From beginning to end, she didn't let her say the words she wanted to leave.

When Octavia came out of the kitchen again, she had tasted more than ten kinds of tea. Even if she only drank one cup of each tea, her belly was almost full to her throat.

Seeing Octavia coming out with a bright smile on his face, An Ran really wanted to whine his smile away. Why did she feel like she had fallen into a wolf's nest and couldn't struggle no matter how hard she struggled?

"Grandpa, I have time to taste tea in the future. Now I'd better ask her to drink less tea, otherwise she will not even be able to eat later." After receiving An Ran's wolf-like gaze, Mingrui smiled slightly, then came to the old man with a little complaint and said.

"Just drinking some tea is not a meal. After drinking it, it will be discharged in a short while. The rice will still be eaten. It's okay." Old Master Ming waved his hand to Mingrui, looking careless, as if it was common.

Hearing this, Octavia looked at the old man with a little embarrassed look and then looked at An Ran, as if he looked helpless. An Ran was so angry. Didn’t you say you were thirsty? Why was it that the person who was flooded with people was me?

"Well……"

"Girl, how is this cup of tea different from the one just now?" An Ran originally wanted to say that I could not drink it anymore, but unexpectedly, before she could say anything, the old man had already brought another cup of tea to her and continued to poison her with the infinitely anticipated gaze.

"Okay." Ascending the old man's expectant gaze, Anran smiled stiffly, gritted his teeth and secretly glanced at Octavia, then gritted his teeth and picked up the teacup again and sent it to his mouth.

"Octavia, come and help me." An Ran picked up the teacup and sent it to her lips, and heard the sound of Old Mrs. Ming coming from the kitchen.

"I'll go." As soon as I heard the voice, Octavia had not moved yet, An Ran quickly put down the teacup and stood up as if she had seen a savior.

"No, just let Octavia go. You'd better have a tea with me?" The old man was a little anxious when he saw An Ran leaving. While trying to keep An Ran, he shouted at Octavia: "I haven't gone yet, haven't you heard your grandma call you?"

Anran's talent for tea tasting seems to be born, and he can tell the advantages and disadvantages of tea every time. It is rare to meet a tea tasting expert, so he certainly refuses to let it go.

"A man wants to do big things. How can he enter the kitchen? I'll go." Without waiting for Octavia to agree, An Ran had already grabbed him and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Although she sneered at what she said just now, it was a reason at least. It would be better to do some work than to be killed by tea.

"Grandpa, how about it?" As soon as An Ran left, Octavia immediately sat in An Ran's position just now, whispered to the old man and asked softly.

"Well, respect the old man, has a kind personality, is realistic, and can act according to the situation. He is a rare good boy. You have a good attitude." The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, taking a cup of tea leisurely with his expression to his mouth. He didn't have the same look as if he was just old.

"I knew you would be satisfied." Hearing this, Octavia seemed to have won the five million lottery, and the corners of his mouth almost grinned into his ears.

"But I think she doesn't mean anything to you, and she seems to have a lot of opinions about you." As soon as Octavian's smile began to grin, the old man threw down a thunderclap, which immediately froze his smile to his mouth.

"You're so shocking to the hearts of the people." Octavian leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the old man with dissatisfaction.

"I didn't say you boy, you're too slow, have you been doing it too slowly? How many years have you been? Where have you been invincible in the army and you're going to be able to attack?" the old man said sarcastically.

"Didn't I learn from you? We must use softness to overcome hardness." Octavia leaned on the backrest and replied word by word.

"You...you boy." Hearing Octavian's words, the old man was so angry that he raised his beard and stretched out his hand to give him a chestnut on his head. Octavian just closed his eyes and quietly took the fist that the old man hit on his head, looking indifferent, as if the fist was as light as cotton balls.

In the kitchen, the old lady looked at An Ran who walked into the kitchen and said to An Ran without raising her head, "You can choose the dishes over there first."

"Oh." Hearing her unceremonious command, Anran walked up to the side and picked up the food the old man said, and she was a little uncommon about her coldness towards herself.

"Can you cook?" Seeing An Ran picking and washing vegetables neatly at the corner of his eyes, the old man was slightly stunned at first, and then asked.

She thought that girls nowadays were not so passionate about cooking, but looking at An Ran’s skillful posture, she was not like a beginner at all.

"When I was in school, I sometimes cooked some food by myself, but it was just a little bit." An Ran was slightly stunned when he heard the old man's question, and then continued to move his hands.

Maybe because the old man looked at her when he just walked in, she felt so cautious about the old lady.

"Then you can cook today's food." Hearing her words, the old lady's expression was obviously much calmer, but her sudden request made An Ran stunned.

This, isn't this too much?

"Why? I don't want to do it? Or can I not do it at all?" Seeing her stunned look, Old Lady Ming's face immediately sank, as if someone owed her how much money.

"No, I..."

"Then come here, give me the food, and I'll help you."

Hearing the old man's words, An Ran shook her head quickly and was about to explain something, but the old man had already put down his things and came to her and took the dishes in her hand vigorously. Then, he pushed her to the gas stove without any rejection and asked her to cook.
Chapter completed!