After being reborn, he became the favorite of the dead enemy

Chapter 66 OK, listen to you

The system really thinks that smart people are sometimes really stupid emotionally.

The eldest princess claimed to be watertight, but in fact there were quite a few flaws, but Pei Xuan didn't notice it, and she didn't suspect that the eldest princess had given him the amnesia script just like himself.

But the system has no way to tell Pei Xuan that the eldest princess has no amnesia.

Pei Xuan waited for a long time but did not wait for Zhaoyang to respond, she couldn't help but feel sad, and said weakly: "I look very old?"

He used to think that he was okay, but now he thinks that he is not good-looking.

Alas, he doesn't want to be so much older than the eldest princess...

"It's okay." Zhaoyang said indifferently.

Pei Xuan has a unique advantage in appearance. Among the other generals who have been fighting for several years, who hasn't been devastated by the war and looks a little older than his peers?

Not Pei Xuan, except that his skin color is a little darker, he is no different from the capital.

Standing up, he is still a young master Pianpian.

"really?"

"You want to hear me say you look like forty?"

"Of course not. I'm not worried that you think I'm too old to practice martial arts with me?"

"Choosing a master is not choosing a boy..." I almost said the word pet, but fortunately Zhaoyang quickly changed his words, "Ability is more important."

"That's good." Pei Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, obviously he didn't realize that he almost mentioned choosing a male favourite.

The jelly grass in the basket was full, so Zhaoyang got up and went home.

Pei Xuan took the basket naturally: "If you want to do business, then change the martial arts practice to afternoon?"

In fact, he didn't want Zhaoyang to be so tired.

It's just that no matter how much money he has, he can't take it out now, otherwise Yi Zhaoyang's temperament will definitely refuse.

She never gets paid for nothing.

"It's okay, I'll just go and sell rice noodles, they won't let me make it." Zhaoyang smiled slightly.

The Yu family is not the royal family, they love her.

Pei Xuan also didn't want her to show her face, but think about it, the eldest princess shouldered so much responsibility in the past, and now it's good to be able to live casually...

Back at Yu's house, Yu Liang saw that she had brought back a basket of grass, and was a little puzzled: "What is this Qingyun grass doing?"

"It's also made of noodles, but it's different from rice noodles. It's suitable for eating in hot weather," Zhaoyang explained.

"You figured it out again?" Yu Yuanshi leaned over when he heard the words, with a surprised expression on his face.

Zhaoyang nodded: "I used to like to think about food, but you didn't let me touch it, so I never tried it."

The Yu family had never allowed Yu Zhenzhen to cook before, so it was reasonable for Zhaoyang to say so.

"Your grandma and your mother are reluctant, and we are also reluctant. After all, you are the only girl in the family, so naturally you have to be pampered." Yu Tang took over the conversation.

They also want to have more children, but after giving birth to sons, there is no movement.

Now that their son has grown up, they don't bother to think about having a few more things.

"I have to do something. Maybe the family will change. Don't stop me in the future. If I figure out something good, I will teach you."

"Okay, listen to you."

Now the family life has hope, all because of Zhaoyang, they love the only girl in the family, and now they are obedient to Zhaoyang.

According to the ratio of rice and jelly grass given by the system, Zhaoyang weighed out the required amount. Following the steps taught by the system, first soak the rice until soft and grind it into rice milk, then add water to cook the jelly jelly.

After cooking, let it cool and wash with water, rub out the essence of jelly grass, and then mix it with the juice that was boiled before, use a clean gauze to separate the dregs, and put the juice into the pot to cook.

(End of this chapter)