After a pause, he added, "Sooner or later, one day, my cooking skills will surpass the dishes made by Jun Youqi, the behind-the-scenes owner of the Royal Restaurant, who has the reputation of the first floor in the world." ”

You've already exceeded. Feng Jingyun secretly thought in his heart: Since he came back from Batian Island, he didn't know what was going on, the dishes made by Jun Youqi were very delicious, and he was stunned that he didn't have the wonderful taste before. On the contrary, it is the level of cooking skills of Jun Lonely, from the level of people who are uncomfortable to swallow to the level of a chef in a small restaurant.

She wasn't going to tell him, though.

There's nothing wrong with letting him work hard to make a better dish to treat himself.

She picked up the chopsticks on the table and took a piece of pig blood sausage that was still in the pot to pay for it, "Fragrant but not greasy, not old or tender, it retains the refreshing taste of the intestines, and there is the explosive taste of the pig blood sausage. ”

As she spoke, she took another piece to eat.

He gently admonished, "Be careful, don't burn." ”

"No, it won't." She smiled.

He stared at her happy smile stupidly, it was only now, it was only a short time, she smiled twice, no gold, silver jewelry, high doors and mansions, just an ordinary dish, she could be so happy from the bottom of her heart.

I don't love power and wealth, and I don't love the picturesque.

In fact, the woman he loves is easy to satisfy.

She stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Come back to your senses." You're in such a trance, it's easy to be assassinated. ”

The corners of his lips pulled out a wicked and arrogant laugh, "Except for you, no one in the world can kill me." ”

And only you, ascending to the imperial throne that many people dream of, still call yourself 'I' in front of her. is like Jun Youqi, after becoming the emperor, he was 'me' and 'me' in front of her. Her lonely reign has not changed at all since she became the emperor, she still loves her as before, she still cooks for her, and she still holds her in the palm of her hand.

Such a man, even if he lacks in appearance, is worthy of the love of her life.

What's more, she has never been a person who is unexpectedly good-looking.

She took the initiative to put the fried pig's blood sausage in it. He opened the pot and picked up the pickled chicken and pickled duck slices that Lan Ping had cut earlier on the table, "These two dishes are directly burned on the fire according to one of Miao Jiang's eating methods." Would you like to give it a try? ”

Her eyes lit up again, "You even learned how to make Miao Jiang cuisine?" Good. ”

He used a small shovel from the pit to cut out some burnt firewood that had not burned out red and like charcoal, and put the pickled chicken slices on the fire, and the oil on the pickled chicken slices was immediately burned by the fire...... Puff ...... Creaked.

A particularly fragrant smell of cured meat was burned, and the whole room was filled with the smell of roasted meat.

At the same time, a thick puff of smoke was generated, and since the gate was open, the smoke from the roast meat was right out of the gate.

The marinated meat slice is burned on one side, turned over with chopsticks and continues to burn, and when it is cooked, both sides of the meat slice are a little golden brown, and it is really delicious to look at.

Feng Jingyun automatically used chopsticks to pick up a piece of cooked marinated chicken...... The taste, the aroma of the cured meat is fragrant, don't be afraid of the castration, and mixed with the aroma of barbecue, the entrance is so delicious that people salivate and salivate!

There was a gentle light in his cold blood pupils, "Look at your expression, it's delicious without asking." ”

"Quick, burn a little more cured meat, it's the first time I've eaten cured meat like this, I'm starving."