Xiahou Lin'an raised his eyebrows and endured it without getting angry.
Several chefs got angry and walked away. They didn't eat the water baby, so they ignored them.
A man can bend and stretch, but I can endure it! I gritted my teeth and used a lighter hand to knead the dough evenly, then put the sophora flower preserves in it, then steamed it, and it was fragrant. When the water baby ate it, she smiled and kissed her,
Brother Lin is so kind...
"Snapped!"
A slap hit his head. Xiahou Lin'an instinctively raised his hand to block it, and he woke up from his sweet dream.
The fat chef roared:
"Have you ever done this to the master? It's too bad. Don't think that just having a good-looking face will help you. Dare to return the hand of the master, today, today... today...
..”
The fat chef was walking around in the huge kitchen. He glanced at the big firewood in the corner, picked up a stick, and wanted to call Xiahou Lin'an.
It is natural for a master to beat his apprentice
Zhizhou only asked him to go to church no matter what, and he must not do it himself; he did not say that he was not allowed to hit others.
Besides, when I was an apprentice, I got beaten a lot.
If a person is stupid, he must be beaten!
"Shua..."
Dongfang Lingyu moved back three feet with his chair and let them have a good fight. The smile on his face became thicker and thicker.
The guards squatting on the roof beams in front of and behind the house were all dumbfounded. Someone was assassinating the king. What should they do? Can't they take action? They all looked at Xuanyuan Leng.
Xuanyuan Leng covered his mouth, suppressing his laughter and almost causing internal injuries.
To be honest, this master is so powerful today. He even knew that he had entered the post house where the Prince of Wei was stationed, but he was still so tough. I admire him!
Xia Houlinan gave him a cold look, his murderous eyes were as real as ice. Brother Xuanyuan Leng shuddered and did not dare to laugh.
"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not, if you can't do it today, don't blame me for being rude."
The fat chef waved a big firewood and greeted Xiahou Lin'an.
The wheel of the big firewood is round, the wind is howling, and it can't even move at the speed of a fat man
Xia Houlin was breathless. With a wave of his hand, a handful of flour leaked out, and he split the firewood into several pieces. He snorted and ignored someone who was gloating about his misfortune.
He must have said something to others, huh, angry!
The three men fought openly and secretly and never stopped.