Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 184: Fighting God of War (1)
"That's right, hurry up and eat," Mu Lang finally found the steps, ignored them, and stood up to serve the meal by himself.

The topic came to an end for the time being, Mu Xiang picked up the bowl while glaring at He Liancheng.

Meddle in other people's business, stare at your face, you're talking about him!

He Liancheng's smile is elegant and warm, like the spring breeze in March, it's so pleasant!

He An and Wu Qing came back soon. Wu Qing had gotten to know Mu Xiang very well these days, and he didn't see his master getting angry very much, so he became bolder.

As soon as he entered the door, he yelled for He An to get the wine, he wanted to drink.

He An didn't move, but glanced at the master.

He Liancheng waved his hand slightly, the meaning was obvious.

He Anle shook his shoulders, and was about to rush into the house to get the wine in two steps.

For people like them who are often injured, being injured and drinking are definitely two different things.

But before He An slipped into the room, Mu Xiang's slow voice came from behind him.

"There's fish soup boiled in the pot. How can you drink the soup after you've drank wine? Are you trying to waste the fruits of my labor?"

The fish soup was still simmering slowly, and she thought that she would bring it up after the meal was almost finished, otherwise it would not taste good if it cooled down.

He An's body trembled, and he didn't dare to take another step.

What a mother!When this aunt doesn't speak well, her voice is really terrifying, more penetrating than his master's half-smile attitude.

Seeing that He An didn't move, Wu Qing saw that his master was not only not angry, but also had a smirk on his face.

Immediately unable to bear it any longer, she patted her chest, "Miss Mu, I have a big stomach, and I can also drink soup after drinking wine."

Mu Xiang had already helped He Liancheng prepare a meal and handed it to him. Hearing Wu Qing's words, she rolled her eyes and urged impatiently: "Today is really not possible, you two have just treated your wounds, so you shouldn't drink alcohol. , Let’s talk in two days, hurry up and eat, the food will be cold if you talk too much.”

"But..." Wu Qing was not reconciled, and wanted to fight again.

He Liancheng glanced over coldly, and Wu Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

The master is angry, the master is not happy!

He An peeked into his master's eyes, and flocks of crows drifted past calmly.

Master!What about your morals?What about your dignity?You are the majestic Prince Xiang, you are still a first-rank general, the eldest son of the Helian family.Why did you become an obedient child when you came to Mu Xiang?
The more He An thought about it, the more chilling he became. According to this situation, his master will not only become a strict wife, but also a wife slave.

Where is the heaven?
Mu Xiang bit the crispy beef, raised her eyes from time to time, glanced at He An and Wu Qing one by one, and finally landed on He Liancheng's face.

Why did she feel that the way He An and Wu Qing looked at her was very...uh, grief and indignation!
Yes, it was grief and indignation, as if she had done something heinous and unbearable.Didn't it stop them from drinking?Cheapskate.

In order to accommodate the two wounded and sick, no chili was added to the dishes. Except for the braised beef, the other dishes were all bland.

But the most special dish here is the steamed sausage, cut into thin slices and placed on a plate, the shape is also pretty, and the taste is even more special.

The sausage that was steamed tonight was a slightly sweet sausage. It had just been air-dried, and after the steamed sausage was cut open, the mellow aroma of wine floated out.

For the three people who didn't drink, it was undoubtedly the cat who had met the fish.

Wu Qing ate several pieces one after another. Apart from praising them, she was very curious, "I guess this should be made of pork, but the outer layer is a bit crispy, what is it made of?"

He asked casually, but it caused muffled laughter from several people.

Caiyun chuckled, her head curled into the bowl, almost buried in it.

Mu Lang also endured it very hard. He secretly glanced at Wu Qing and wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth and he swallowed them back.

Needless to say, Mu Xiang glanced at Wu Qing thoughtfully, but didn't say anything.

As for He An, when he stayed with his master at Mu's house for a few days, he had seen Mu Xiang's sausage casings, so he naturally knew where they came from.Therefore, he and He Liancheng were the most calm, just eating their own meals, occasionally picking up a sausage with chopsticks.

I've eaten the most terrible fat sausage hot pot, this... is really nothing.

Wu Qing looked at a table of people inexplicably, with such a strange expression, was his question funny?Even if it's funny, it doesn't have to be all expressions!

"What are you guys laughing at? It's fine if you don't want to say it, I won't listen!"

"Don't, I didn't say I won't tell you, but you have to eat a few more pieces," Mu Xiang winked at him mischievously.

The cute expression fell into He Liancheng's eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Wu Qing saw her smile so penetratingly, he was confused, "I won't eat, I'll just eat beef." Can't afford to provoke her, can't he hide?

"Come on, you must have never eaten such a delicious sausage before, come on, eat a few more pieces," Mu Xiang smiled deeply, seeing that he didn't eat it, she picked it up for him.

Wu Qing stared at the bowl very depressed, feeling a cool light shooting at him, when he looked up, he met his master's not-so-kind warning.

He had no choice but to eat.

Mu Xiang stared at him to eat, and when he was almost finished, he opened his mouth and took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand. The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly widened after seeing Wu Qing eat the sausage bite by bite.

Wu Qing was even more inexplicable by her. The food that was originally delicious, felt like it had changed in his mouth.

Finally, he finished all the rice in his bowl and just put the bowl down.

Mu Xiang suddenly sighed, "Didn't you just ask me how to make this sausage? This question is not difficult to answer at all, it is very simple, do you know pig intestines? But don't worry, this is not pig large intestine, but pig small intestine. It has been washed many times, scraped with a knife, and soaked in wine and vinegar, otherwise how could those sticky things be washed clean."

Wu Qing regretted it in no hurry, his stomach was already churning.

It wasn't that disgusting at first, but whoever made Mu Xiang speak in such a nasty tone, with a playful look and a disgusting tone, it was as disgusting as it could be.

(End of this chapter)