As soon as he took a bite, the boss exclaimed in horror: "It's amazing... This is really amazing... It's even more delicious than the one passed down from my family. Brother, I didn't know that you are an expert in making chop suey noodles."
"Huh? Where are the people?"
"Were they still there just now?"
Yan Xitong and I squatted on the roof of a house not far away, looking at the chaotic crowd below and bursting into laughter.
I picked up the chopsticks and wolfed down the noodles in the bowl. I didn't even miss the soup after I finished eating.
It's really delicious, even the palace cooks can't make it taste like Yan Xitong.
I think the woman who married Yan Xitong must be very happy. She can go to the hall and kitchen, and can even make offal so delicious. What else can be difficult for him?
"It's so delicious. How did you make it?" I wiped my mouth, burped with satisfaction, and looked at him curiously.
Under the moonlight, Yan Xitong wiped the oil stains on his palms calmly, and a hint of arrogant smile escaped from his lips: "I once learned the skills from the king of chefs, and a mere bowl of offal noodles is not enough for me."
"That's awesome, Ni Yun is going to be so happy." I showed a hint of jealousy, as Xia Yan had never made anything for me to eat, but with his qualifications, it was not possible to make anything.
How delicious.
"What does it have to do with her?"
"Why is it irrelevant? Look, I helped her find such a perfect husband. He has great martial arts skills, good cooking skills, and he's..."
Yan Xitong suddenly shot me a sharp look, which scared me to shut up immediately.
"She is her, I am the king, and I am not a cook. Whether the food is delicious or not has nothing to do with her."
I couldn't help but burped: "Didn't you cook for Ni Yun?"
Yan Xitong turned his head away and wiped his palms over and over again: "I can cook it for whomever I like. You don't care what you do."
He seemed to have something on his mind, and I became a little panicked: "What happened? Did I say the wrong thing just now?"
He, who was originally full of emotions, was like a withered flower, which made me feel worried.
"Changting..."
"What's wrong?"
"Don't treat me like your brother, okay?"
I was stunned, but I heard him say slowly: "As long as you don't hurt me, I will not hurt you."
"Yan Xitong..." All the words I wanted to say were choked in my throat. I wanted to tell him that I would not hurt him, but I felt that this sentence was a bit hollow. How could I hurt him? If I stab him
Even with a sword, you have to be able to beat it.
"Don't say anything, just remember this sentence. I am different from my brother..." He paused and added: "I am also different from Xia Yan."
I couldn't help but become silent.
If Xia Yan were to accompany me tonight, he would definitely not agree to come out, and I can recite the reasons. There are so many people talking, what if someone assassinates me? What if I get squeezed out? What if I eat something wrong?
what to do?
For Yan Xitong, the sky is high and the sea is vast for you to soar, all you need is one word "think".
I still haven't figured out who Yan Xiaoqing is. It stands to reason that he used to be Yan Xiaoqing, but now he is my brother.
I shook my head vigorously, throwing all those troubles to the back of my mind: "Hey, where should we go next?"
Yan Xitong was startled: "Where do you want to go?"
"How about eating sausage? It's delicious too."
Faced with my impatience, Yan Xitong muttered to himself: "What are you eating?"
ps: Thanks to those who commented for a long time, it broke out today.
