Lin Qianqian pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing at him: "Didn't it mean it's unpalatable?"
"It was really unpalatable just now." The man raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said without blushing. "I don't know why, but now it suddenly becomes delicious. Maybe it's too hot just now."
Lin Qianqian's black line.
She asked the servants to bring these dishes out in advance, because the weather was so hot that the food would sweat if it was too hot.
On the contrary, if the food is too cold, it will lose the umami flavor of the food.
So it is best to bring a slightly warm meal. First, it doesn’t have to be too hot, and second, it tastes delicious.
If the dishes with slightly warm food are not delicious, while the cool food becomes delicious, Lin Qianqian believes that no one will believe this fallacy.
She regards his fallacy as a face-saving thing.
It tastes delicious, why do you have to step on her food and tell the truth when she gets angry?
boring.
The rice was served, Yan Mubei took it, ate it with abalone sauce, and ate it in big mouthfuls, as if the prisoner had just been released from prison and had not eaten good things in decades.
After a gust of wind and clouds surging, he actually swept away all the five dishes on the table.
Even the celery he hated the most was gone.
Lin Qianqian once again said, "Master, I'm not full yet?"
The half bowl of rice in her Liangliang's hand was accused weakly, can't you leave some vegetables for her?
A certain old man caressed his rising belly, burped indecently, bit his mouth with a toothpick, and said rudely: "This meal is barely qualified, and I will continue to work hard next time."
Lin Qianqian's mouth twitched: "Sweep all the food, are you embarrassed to say that you can barely pass? Yan Mubei, you awkward man with a quarrel."
"I'm hungry, so hungry. I'll eat such a bad meal for you. You should be grateful." The old man retorted, glaring at her fiercely, with an expression of not being ungrateful.
"..." A woman gritted her teeth and stared at him, wishing to hold half a bowl of rice in her hand on his face.
Your uncle, how can she live such a shameless person?
Butler He served the hot black tea. Master Yan took a sip and began to pick on it: "The fish boiled in water is too much oil, and the lotus root is not soft enough. I should pay more attention next time. Also, I don't like to eat celery and radish.
Do you have to remember to know all this?"
"Why do you have to remember?"
"Since you know how to cook, you will naturally cook for me in the future."
"...I didn't promise to be your cookie."
She only promised to be his woman, and she was a canary who was kept in a golden cage with a lot of money.
As usual, she just needs to submit to him somewhere and try to dress herself up in a golden light.
The highest style of being a canary is to be without touching the spring water of your fingers.
A man gritted his toothpick and said, and the toothpick moved, which made people hate it no matter how he looked at it: "My lawyer suggested that the New Jersey project be delayed by a few years, which would be beneficial to future development needs. I was considering whether to do so.
”
What is conducive to future development needs?
It was clearly beneficial for him to drag down Lin's family.
This is a bare-fruit threat.
Lin Qianqian smiled quickly and said, "I like cooking the most, no problem, I will cook it for you every day in the future. Just tell me what you like."
The handsome and evil man nodded with satisfaction: "I hate others delaying the project the most. I don't know how to do such a thing. Don't worry, the project will definitely be completed as scheduled."