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Chapter 412 Getting a Name
What is he doing with this facial expression?Saffron didn't understand for a moment what Hong Yu meant.

Hong Yu tilted his head to look at the saffron, poked his cheek with his hand, and then said softly to the saffron,
"Husband, am I very smart? Am I very powerful? Shouldn't my lady show it?"

Saffron:"……"

"My husband is really powerful and smart, of course he should show it well."

Saffron finished speaking with a smile, then stretched out two hands, and pinched Hong Yu's cheek lightly. When Hong Yu was in a daze, she quickly turned and walked out of the room.

"whee……"

Hearing Saffron's laughter, Hong Yu raised his head and rubbed his face.No rewards no rewards!Otherwise, I still want to panic.

When he came to the courtyard, Hong Yu briefly explained to Tibetan Qingsong and Hong Qingjiao the way Saffron told him.Just changed the lotus leaves inside to bamboo leaves.

"I thought there were bamboo leaves in the house. They were used up a few days ago, so you two should go to the foot of the mountain to pick some. The big and wide ones are the best."

After Hong Yu finished talking about what to do next, he instructed the two of them again.

Hong Qingjiao was at the side, thinking for a while in silence.With surprise on his face, he looked at the saffron and said,
"Sister-in-law, this is really a wonderful dish! Can I ask, who made this recipe? It's a miracle."

Saffron's eyes flashed, and Hong Yu said before she could say anything, "Of course your second sister-in-law thought of it herself!"

Hong Qingjiao believed in his second brother's words, "Sister-in-law, you are simply a god! You are too powerful, and you can think of such a way. Qingjiao really admires you! By the way! Can you tell me The name of my wonderful dish."

Saffron blinked her eyes, the name...

This is a comprehensive and improved version of Beggar Chicken and Lotus Leaf Chicken. My grandma made it for her before traveling through the countryside. How can it be called?

Saffron thought for a while, looked at Hong Qingjiao and said, "Qingjiao, whether it tastes good or not depends on whether the mud you dug is good for use, and whether the bamboo leaves you go to pick are good? You can choose the name of the dish!"

As soon as Saffron finished speaking, Hong Qingjiao refused: "It's impossible, if this dish doesn't have a name yet, let my second brother decide after it's done!"

"I also agree, let my brother-in-law come up with this name." Tibetan Qingsong also agreed.

"Okay! After you finish, let Hong Yu come up with the name."

To be honest, I am looking forward to seeing Honghua. What kind of name will Hong Yu give this dish?
"You don't have to wait until it's finished, I've already decided on a name." Hong Yu said casually while watching them.

After hearing Hong Yu's words, the three of them looked at him in unison, with some expectations in their eyes, and they all wanted to know what kind of name he gave this wonderful dish.

Then Hong Yu spat out three words: "Mud chicken."

Hong Qingjiao: "..." A good dish was ruined by the name.

Tibetan Qingsong: "..." Very good, very suitable!

Saffron: "..." Speechless...

From selecting materials to making tools, this step by step, such a cumbersome dish, given such a name by Hong Yu, feels like a country bumpkin among the nobles.

Seeing that the three of them didn't speak, Hong Yu asked, "Why doesn't this name work?"

"well!"

"All right!"

"Cough cough..."

"Safflower, are you okay? Are you coughing so much?" Hong Yu immediately became nervous when he heard Saffron cough twice.

Saffron: I know I'm nervous, it's not because I was choked by what you said...

(End of this chapter)