The old tough chef taught two powerful dragons a lesson
Dongfang Lingyu almost spit out a mouthful of blood. How could he bring the flames of war to his body?
As a supervisor, it is not convenient for him to reveal his true appearance, so, so... what a shame!
How did this happen? What should I do?
Xiahou Lin'an gloated about his misfortune and kneaded the dough until it was almost done. He simply didn't bother to cause trouble for himself.
Besides, I know the taste of Shuiwawa best.
She just likes to eat desserts, she doesn’t necessarily have to look like them.
That's much easier to handle
According to your own wishes, add the washed Sophora japonica flowers to the dough that has been kneaded or not, mix it casually, and send it to be steamed.
Princess Jiayi once said: It is not easy to make food. Once it is cooked, it becomes
It’s so classic! Xiahou Lin’an decided to find a good consort for Jiayi when he went back
Dongfang Lingyu and the fat chef are still confronting each other. One of them refuses to go out and the other insists on letting him go out. But in such a public place, Dongfang Lingyu cannot reveal his identity and it is inconvenient to reveal his reputation as the devil. It makes him angry to death.
"You are just a piece of wood, and if it is rotten, it will get in the way. Sooner or later, someone will split it up and burn it."
The fat chef found that he couldn't deal with the "young people" even if he was powerless, so he turned to talking
Is the Sophora japonica cake made by so-and-so so important? It’s just looking for trouble.
Maybe they just want to steal his art, so they must be in jail to prevent them from succeeding.
Dongfang Lingyu was no longer happy either, snorted evilly:
"Go and do your job, don't follow the rules at all, otherwise..."
"Um?"
The two of them looked at the stove next door at the same time. A faint scent of locust flowers combined with the scent of new noodles gradually spread out, making people feel refreshed. It was so delicious! I just don’t know how it tastes.
Thinking of this, both of their expressions changed a little, and the people around the roof and beams also looked expectant.
Everyone has tasted sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but it doesn’t taste like this. The scent of sophora flowers is actually lighter, but I don’t smell the sweet and greasy candied fruit.
Adding more fire, Xiahou Lin'an's face turned gray and he hated it deeply.