"It's up to you, come here, everyone else will do their own thing. Feng Fushang pointed to the cook who suddenly rushed out, and then commanded the group of chefs behind him in a majestic voice.

When the cooks heard this, they all knew that they would have one life at most, and they would not be enough to squander here, so they quickly dispersed, and no one dared to continue to watch here.

The chef who was named felt very aggrieved, so many people, why was she the one who was ordered!

"Ah, I remember you, you were the one who taught me how to make pastries. As soon as the cook came over, Zizhi recognized her, no wonder she felt so familiar.

"Yes...... yes, ...... Princess, oh no, it's a mother!" the cook smiled reluctantly awkwardly, but as soon as the princess shouted out, she felt the cold eyes from the wind, so she quickly changed her words.

Zizhi smiled and said, "Don't call me Niangniang, I haven't married to your Demon Monarch Palace yet." ”

Zizhi's words made Feng Fushang feel a little unhappy when she heard it, but she thought in her heart that she couldn't offend her now, otherwise, she would definitely go back without saying a word.

"Just teach me how to make that crystal cake. Feng Fushang said with a cold and indifferent expression.

The cook nodded again and again, but as soon as the man stepped forward, she didn't know what to tell him.

She always felt that Lord Demon was not the material for cooking, wearing such gorgeous clothes, standing tall and tall here, looking very out of place.

"Lord Demon, please roll up your sleeves first. The cook glanced at Feng Fusheng, and finally said to him with some trepidation.

Feng Fushang had actually lifted his sleeves when he entered the door, but the sleeves were at the elbows, half-revealing snow-white skin, although it looked a little tempting, but it was obviously not suitable for kneading.

"Didn't I already flirt?" said Feng Fusheng didn't quite understand what she meant.

"The cook wants you to roll up your sleeves so that they don't fall off when you knead the dough later. Zizhi couldn't stand it anymore, and stood aside and looked at his somewhat dumbfounded appearance and felt funny, and then stepped forward to put his sleeves up for him.

The petite man is no more than as high as his chest, and his low eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, and he carefully makes his sleeves for him, which makes Feng Fushang look a little stupid for a moment.

"That'...... Lord Demon, let's start by kneading the dough. The cook said softly, and suddenly shouted out of her fantasies.

Feng Fushang has never kneaded dough in his life, watching the cook play with the dough with great skill between applause, although he has doubts and does not understand very much, but thinking that Zizhi is on the side at this moment, he must not lose his face, so he took a half-kneaded dough from the side and began to learn the cook's technique to knead the dough.

Zizhi stood aside for a while, feeling that her legs were a little sore, and then another cook came over and moved a chair for her, and Zizhi sat on it, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and watched with joy as she followed the cook to learn the craft.

There was an inexplicable sense of joy in that picture.

The production method of crystal cake is not simple, the project is complex and there are many steps, Feng Fushang only knows that Zizhi loves to eat, but he has not considered the method, and now he has done it, he regrets it a little, and thinks, isn't it simpler to give her a bowl of noodles just now?

But now that everything has been done, there is naturally no room for regret.

A plate of pastries, Feng Fushang followed the cook twice to learn before making a considerable finished product, and when it was brought to Zizhi, he was a little hesitant, as if he couldn't take it.

"Give it to me, what have you been doing? It's not that you don't want to give me food. Zizhi threw away the remaining melon seeds in his hand, patted the residue on his hand and said to him.

"It's not very pretty, so you're going to eat it." Feng Fushang said.

He hadn't thought that this plate of pastries would take so long to make, it was indeed a waste of time, she should have been hungry for a long time.

"It doesn't look good, but it tastes good. Zizhi twisted a piece of pastry from the plate, although it was not as crystal clear as the chef's cooking, but it could be seen to be a crystal cake.

Zizhi stuffed the pastry into her mouth and tasted it, it was too sweet, a little greasy, but she still smiled and said to him: "It tastes good, it seems that you are quite talented." ”

Although it was just a simple sentence, when Feng Fushang heard it, he suddenly felt that his heart suddenly opened up, and the whole person suddenly felt some inexplicable joy.

"Since you like to eat, eat more. He said.

Zizhi coughed lightly, suddenly a little embarrassed, she just wanted to encourage him, but this pastry is indeed a bit tiresome to make, if you eat the whole plate, it is estimated that she will die of thirst.

"No, I just ate a lot of melon seeds there, and I'm not that hungry now. Azusa forced a smile.

"Okay, don't eat so much if you don't want to eat, it's not good for your body. Feng Fushang said lightly, then put the pastry on the table next to him, and walked out with her.

"When are you going to tell my mother about marrying me?" the two of them walked down the corridor, and Azusa suddenly asked.

"A few more days. Feng Fushang said.

Zizhi frowned, obviously a little unhappy: "Why do you have to spend some time?"

What the hell is he waiting for?

Seeing her complaining expression, Feng Fushang smiled softly and said, "Do you still remember, not long ago, I went to propose marriage to your mother, and you didn't want to marry me?"

Of course, Zizhi remembered this incident, but it was an accident at that time, because she forgot the previous things, and she happened to meet Qi Luan to sue in the Heavenly Maiden Palace, so she thought that he was a person who had abandoned from the beginning, and she had a very bad impression of him, so she would resist.

"Didn't it because I had amnesia?" said Azusa with a pout.

"But I haven't forgotten your expression at that time, as if you want to marry a cat or a dog at will. Feng Fushang said very deliciously.

Azusa didn't deny that what he said was true, so she smiled awkwardly.

"But that doesn't mean a reason why you don't go to my mother to propose marriage. "Is it because I refused once, so I don't want to propose to her mother now?

"It's not because of this. Feng Fushang said.

"What's that?" Azusa asked, blinking at him.

Feng Fushang lowered his head to meet her eyes, but smiled indifferently, "It's a secret, I can't tell you yet." ”

Secrets? can't tell her, what can't be told to her?

"Well, since you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. Azusa snorted twice, turned her head and ignored him and continued walking.

Feng Fushang followed her figure, walked behind her and said, "But this matter shouldn't be too long, it will only take a while." ”

But Zizhi obviously didn't take his words to heart, and casually made two perfunctory sounds.