"I'm fine, you two are close and close, and I have no objection. ”

After Dongfang finished speaking, he motioned to his husband, but was defeated by his indifference.

"Drink, drink, drink, you big-headed ghost, come here. ”

"Eh, don't be angry, you just agree, let's both go try Nami Bar too. ”

"It's okay, then Xiaoying will ask you to take care of it, just wait until you get married and come back, if there is something usual, I will come to her by myself." ”

"Ah, yes, yes, it's okay, but you really think about it, too. Too.. ”

Dongfang shook his head, took a stone bucket and poured a bowl of wine for Xu Ayawei, and brought a bowl for himself before saying slowly.

"Xiaoying and Tianqing are the ones who will live together in the future, and we also have our own lives, so let them adapt as soon as possible. ”

Having said that, it is always a little uncomfortable to be strong as Dongfang's heart, so the wine in front of you at this time is good medicine.

"Well, Qing'er and Xiaoying have to live independently after all. ”

Xu Ayawei's red lips opened lightly, and she took a sip of wine, the faint sweetness diluted the unhappiness in her heart, and it was not a long-term solution for her to be able to stay with her children for the rest of her life.

I only hope that Qing'er can make a little Qing'er as soon as possible, and then she will be able to fulfill her responsibilities as a grandmother.

"Come, Sister Aya, let's make a bowl, this wine is really good. ”

Ding dong.

The two heroines of the female middle school started a fight, and the traditional custom of meeting friends with wine was born.

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"Come to Ling'er, thank you for your hard work, let's make do with a few bites here. ”

"Ah~~ No. It's okay, that. Then eat some, me. I'll just do it myself. ”

Ke Ling's resolute expression was announced dead after three seconds, waiting for Xu Ziwei's feeding.

Good. So gentle, huh. It's right to eat well, it's all because Sister Peng's craftsmanship is so good, and she will fall.

It's so annoying, who invented the ghost thing, and he died in a hurry, so it's not good to catch him with his hands and eat him.

Wang Tianqing didn't know that he was being remembered by his future aunt, and at this moment he was also doing the same thing as Xu Ziwei.

But who is Wang Tianqing, and his decades of experience with chopsticks can be compared to Xu Ziwei.

ennnnnnn, just talking about clipping, the two of them are not much different, but he knows that it is packed in a bowl, Xu Ziwei only clips a little bit every time, and Wang Tianqing is the kind that fills a bowl.

To be honest, Wang Tianqing also wanted to be like Xu Ziwei and feed Ying'er in person, but the occasion in front of her was really not very suitable.

The beautiful woman Aunt Peng took care of the ingredients at hand and paid attention to the young master's lifelong events, but the result was both happy and sad, and it was very uncomfortable.

The good thing is that the young master has opened his mind and knows how to be considerate of women, but the worry is that the young master seems to have mutated, what can make a person who doesn't know anything become an emotional master.

The beautiful woman who couldn't think of the answer had to observe slowly, after all, the old lady also wants to eat, and she must try the food she cooks.

As a head chef, there is nothing wrong with trying the taste for customers in advance, but if you make a mistake because you don't try it, it will make people laugh.

A piece of snake meat dyed with thick soup flew out of the giant ding, and the beautiful woman was not afraid of being hot and swallowed it directly.

Smash it, smash it, smash it, the beautiful woman seems to be a little unsatisfied.

It's a pity that the year of the natural treasure is insufficient, the spicy taste is lacking, and the century-old ginger is okay to use at ordinary times, but the chain will fall off at the critical moment.

How good it would be if there was a 10,000-year-old ginger, the Demon Emperor's flesh and blood was the first time he had eaten it.

The taste is quite good, worthy of being a demon emperor, but fortunately, all the emperor's blood has been quenched, otherwise even she would not be qualified to take it.

The beautiful woman rinsed her mouth and fished out a piece of meat from another giant ding, and the giant python in the Demon Emperor Realm was made sweet and sour by her.

This is the first time she has used such a bold method, after all, snake meat will smell fishy, if you want to get rid of the fishy, the best way is onions, ginger and garlic.

And just now she found out that the wine sent by the black ape can also be fishy, so the sweet and sour dishes appeared.

After adding the century-old wine, the wine is fragrant, and the dark brown python meat is full of strength, so that the beautiful woman can enjoy a different food.

She found that the sweet and sour taste of braised python meat was actually there. It's actually better than the demon emperor's flesh and blood.

Sure enough, for foodies, taste is more important than cultivation.

"It's hard work, you can put a little bit of it first, and take it back to your family to taste it. ”

"Thank you, Sister Peng, thank you, Sister Peng. ”

The woman in front of Juding was a little excited, although she also contributed, but who stipulated that there would be a return for paying?!

She was not greedy, so she took one from the stone basin pile next to her, and put it in her storage ring after making it.

The beautiful woman waited until the woman finished serving before she started to move, hundreds of stone basins rose in the air, the python meat in the giant tripod gradually flew out, and one after another pot of loaded python meat flew to the dining table.

"Come, brothers, eat vegetables and eat vegetables, it's not okay to just drink. ”

As the host, Wang Qimin once again stepped forward to stop a group of drunkards from grabbing wine from him.

No, Lao Sun took out another barrel of 10,000-year-old immortal brew, saying that he wanted to share it with everyone, but Wang Qimin knew that it was his own.

That's right, after confirming the eyes, he is the right person for the Ten Thousand Years Immortal Brew, what does Lao Sun have to do with him, no matter how he says, he has a deeper friendship than a few of them.

Well, one person has a small sip, and there can't be more, but the rest is left to Ayawei, and it is more reliable to use 10,000-year-old immortal brew to intoxicate people.

For the sake of a happy life in the future, Wang Qimin held back his saliva and ate the steaming sweet and sour python meat in front of him.

Not to mention, the taste is okay, sweet and sour, the meat is chewy, and the key is that there is still a wine aroma in it.

The only drawback is that the quality of the wine is not high enough, if you use 10,000 years of immortal brewing to make it...

Forehead... I can't afford it, I don't produce such a thing as 10,000-year-old immortal brew, and I can't drink enough to drink, so where can I get the extra 10,000-year-old immortal brew to cook.

Anyway, if the wine can get rid of the fish, then can the steamed fish change the recipe, do you want to show your hand, hasn't Aya Wei always wanted to eat the dishes she made?

"Qimin drink, don't just eat vegetables. ”

The Demon Emperor of Enlightenment was very happy to make a mouthful of meat and wine, no, he wanted to find Wang Qimin to do two bowls again.

That's right, it is the barrel of 10,000-year-old immortal brew in the hands of King Qimin, and the thousand-year-old brew next to it can't be compared at all.

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, after tasting the taste of immortal brewing, the Demon Emperor of Enlightenment became obsessed with it.

Who knew that Wang Qimin mentioned a barrel of thousand-year-old wine and did it with himself, but there was no way, people drank thousand-year-old wine, and he was embarrassed to speak.

"Dry. ”

The sullen Enlightenment Demon Emperor drank quickly, and a large barrel of thousand-year-old wine was empty in a few breaths.

On the other side, the White Tiger Demon Emperor and the Xuanwu Demon Emperor fought fiercely, barrels after barrels of fine wine entered the stomach, it was like not drinking, and after dozens of barrels went down, the two were still persuading each other to drink.

"Drink, whoever falls first will be the turtle grandson. ”。

"Drink it, old turtle, don't think you're a water turtle, I'm afraid of you. ”

"Yo roar, it seems that you are in a hurry to be a turtle grandson, I will fulfill you, Qinglong, you are a witness. ”