Hidden Fire, which has never looked bad, is about to explode now.
"Probably...no way." Liu Qingcong looked at it again and again. Isn't this done on TV? She picked up a piece of green vegetables with her chopsticks and spit it out as soon as she ate it. It turned out that this thing not only looked like hay.
, the taste is also very similar, Lazy Sheep would probably like to eat it; she picked up another piece of bacon, golden and semi-fat and lean meat, it already looked very tempting, she took a bite, it was sweet on the outside and salty on the inside, she regretted it
Why don't you try those condiments? Look at the tomato scrambled eggs. This shouldn't be that bad. It looks very harmless. This time she looked at it again and again before putting it in her mouth...
"Bah, bah, bah!" She spit out all the food in her mouth, but the sour vinegar taste was still in her mouth and she couldn't spit it out. Tears fell from her eyes, and there were only two words - extremely sour.
She thought the white stuff was wine. Why was ancient vinegar so sour and deceptive?
Yinshan waved his long sleeves and said bitterly: "It's true that there are too few successes and too many failures. Are you sent by the madam to harm us? Tell your madam that even if you kill us, she won't have a good life.
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"I really didn't mean it. I didn't see the seasonings clearly when I first came here. Next time I cook something, I must taste those seasonings before adding them to the dish. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Liu Qingcong's tears welled up again, and she
I feel really useless.
Yinhuo said sternly: "Do you want us to cook it for you? Why don't you quickly take these things down and make them again?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Qingcong quickly took the dishes back to the kitchen, looking at the dishes, no matter how hungry she was, she couldn't eat them, because they were not food for humans at all. This time she was not in a hurry to start, but
Sitting there frustrated and at a loss. Failure is not necessarily the mother of success. A failure has severely damaged her confidence.
Thinking of so many things that had happened in recent days, she squatted in the corner and shed tears.
There were only three people drinking and drinking outside, but they didn't expect that after Hong Gu left, they would even have trouble eating. The three great swordsmiths of the wise generation would end up in such a position of being bullied.
Yin Huo closed his eyes, took a deep breath of air, and imagined: "It would be great if Hong Gu were here now, even if she only cooked a pot of fragrant white rice."
"Now I think of the kindness of others, how picky and mean they are when they are around." Yinshui's words really poured a basin of cold water on him from head to toe.
"The people of the Feng family have gone too far. They thought we were old and no longer useful, so they treated us like this." Yinshan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly, his joints turning white and making a rattling sound.
"You three godfathers, what are you talking about? I can smell the smell of your wine from a few miles away." Feng Shichiro slowly walked over from a distance, with a smile as bright as the sun on his face.
He heard what he said just now, but he still pretended not to hear it.
When the three old men saw him, they looked at each other, wondering whether he had heard what he just said. In front of Feng Shiqilang, they never mentioned the Feng family's affairs.
This Feng Qijun is the youngest son of Feng Tiande, the lord of Fengjiabao. However, he and his eldest brother Feng Qijun are treated very differently from each other. All because he is a member of the Feng family.
A recognized illegitimate son, he did not receive the care of his parents and only had the care of three godfathers.
