pretty little cook

Chapter 282 The cook is not easy to mess with ([-])

Zhang Kuo, who was closing the door behind him, staggered. Their master ordered them to stay up most of the night, and kept the ginger water at a certain temperature with internal force. After she took a sip and drank it, not only did she not say thank you, but she was picking on the fault. What's even more frustrating is that their father seems to be enjoying it, my God, is the world changing fast, or is he slow?

Yong En gave Zhang Kuo a slanted look, and Zhang Kuo instantly thought of those people who were still gathering information in the brothel, and he shivered. He decided that in the future, Mi Xiaowan must be offered as his master!Obviously, what the Lord meant for Mi Xiaowan was obvious!
Seeing Yong En walking out, Mi Xiaowan scratched her head bewilderedly. Fortunately, he was bent, otherwise it would be really dangerous for me to come to a man's room so late! "It's so late, what did you call me for?"

"Give me your hand!" Yong En stretched out his right hand.

"Huh?" Mi Xiaowan was puzzled.

"Didn't you also eat that large intestine today? Give me your hand, and I'll help you see it!" Yongen explained helplessly, and at the same time, his right hand accurately caught Mi Xiaowan's right hand, and the three fingers naturally caught up. Mi Xiaowan's pulse.

"That's fine, I don't eat much!" Mi Xiaowan withdrew her hand, even though he was bent, men and women are different after all.

Although Mi Xiaowan withdrew his hand, Yong En still touched it. After confirming that Mi Xiaowan was really fine, Yong En felt relieved. Today he heard that Wang Dashao wanted Mi Xiaowan to eat When the large intestines were left, he almost jumped to the kitchen directly with light work, but he was so scrupled that he was in the palace, so he held back, but when he heard that Mi Xiaowan actually ate those large intestines, he really had a moment. Is the urge to hit Mi Xiaowan's little ass hard, is it stupid?After waiting for a long time for no news of her discomfort, he still couldn't help asking Zhang Kuo to call Mi Xiaowan over. He wanted to confirm for himself that she was really fine.

After confirming that Mi Xiaowan was really fine, Yongen finally had the mood to take care of other things. "How did you do it? I sent someone to inspect the pot you cook in. There is really no trace of medicine in it."

"I didn't take any medicine at all!" Mi Xiaowan looked like an idiot. "Don't forget, I'm a cook! A cook wants you to have diarrhea and still need medicine!"

"Then what do you use?" Yong En was puzzled.

"The soup made from leeks and spinach, the soup I put in at the end!" Mi Xiaowan explained.

"Chives? Spinach?" Yong En was even more puzzled.

Mi Xiaowan gave Yongen a disgusted look, he is really a guy with well-developed limbs and no distinction between grains and grains. "Chives and spinach are smooth intestines. It's okay to eat a little less of these two together. If you eat too much, it will be strange if you don't have diarrhea. Especially this is a fresh spring leek, which is even stronger!"

"So, you just used two kinds of vegetables to cause the dozen or so people to spend the whole afternoon?" Yong En was a little unbelievable.

"En!" Mi Xiaowan nodded affirmatively, and warned at the same time. "So, don't mess with the cook in the future. The cook is not easy to mess with. The cook can kill people without knowing it!"

Hearing this, Yong En felt a little strange. "If that's the case, why doesn't that Wang Dashao know?"

Mi Xiaowan said with some disdain. "Do you know even if this is a cook? The so-called book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house. A cook also needs to be educated!"

(End of this chapter)