Next time it would be better to set up a fire to bake, there won't be so much ashes
Because there is so much knowledge about wood-burning stoves! Wow, cooking is so troublesome that even burning wood requires apprenticeship.
Otherwise, either the fire will not burn for a long time, or it will take a lot of firewood to pull up, and there will still be thick smoke.
It’s not easy for people to rely on food as their first priority!
However, when he smelled the slightly sweet scent of Sophora japonica flowers, the corners of Xiahou Lin'an's lips curled up. He believed that Shuiwa must like to eat it and he would definitely kidnap her for a kiss soon.
Well, with that little appearance, when she sees delicious food, she can do almost anything...
The fragrance floats, floats all the way to Duke Zhou's nose
Shuiwawa's little nose twitched like a little puppy. She quickly got up and asked in a daze:
"Something delicious, bring it to the doll..."
Jun Yichen was startled. He quickly picked up the water doll, put on a small gown and arranged his hair casually.
The water doll couldn't wait any longer. She didn't even have any shoes on her little feet. She was about to jump to the ground and ran out to find where the piece of meat was.
Jun Yichen held the shoes in one hand and hugged the water doll tightly with the other. His nose could smell the fragrance, and he hurriedly came over with the water doll in his arms.
"Don't eat it, don't eat it, keep it all for the baby!"
The water doll waved its little hand and hit the food grabber hard.
"Snapped!"
Jun Yichen was patted on the shoulder and smiled secretly in his heart. The little claws were quite strong.
He hurriedly coaxed:
"No one is snatching the doll. Brother Jun will go and snatch it back for the doll. If anyone dares to snatch it, drag them all out to feed the cat."
Shui Wawa hummed and lay on Jun Yi's shoulder. She felt relieved and fell asleep.
The two of them followed the scent to the kitchen
Xia Houlin'an was disgraced, excited and anxious, with a blush on his cool face. He looked more and more like...like, like...so simple and beautiful, and his bright eyes shone with joy.
The fat chef kneaded half of a ball of dough in his hand, and his hands continued mechanically, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Xiahou Lin'an's speed was too fast. It seemed that he didn't steam it just now. He just steamed it. The fire was so strong. What does this mean? Even if it is cooked, pigs won't like it.