Pan Jinlian entered the kitchen, for the kitchen, she hasn't been in for a long time, Wu Dalang can cook, Wang Fugui can cook, they all cook better than her, and she is still the proprietress of the house, it seems that cooking has nothing to do with her.

She even misses the old days, although she lives in a dilapidated house, but Da Lang cultivates immortals after selling breakfast, and she cooks for Da Lang to eat, she feels that this kind of life is very fulfilling and happy.

Although she has no worries about food and clothing now, she seems to have become invisible, which makes her a little lost.

But at least tonight was still very happy, helping the eldest man to warm the meal, it was really like a wife waiting for her husband to come back and prepare dinner for him.

Wu Dalang thought of this fundamental problem when Pan Jinlian sobbed, Pan Jinlian didn't want a comfortable life, she also wanted to help him do something.

For this problem, Wu Dalang had planned it a long time ago, and letting Pan Jinlian manage the restaurant was his earlier plan, who knew that a big eunuch would come to choose a concubine for the emperor.

Where does this Wu Dalang dare to let Pan Jinlian come out, if this is to be seen by the eunuch, then he has to be tough with the eunuch, and the eunuch represents the emperor, so the problem is a bit big.

Wu Dalang sat and thought for a moment, and Pan Jinlian came out of the kitchen with a meal.

Pan Jinlian asked, "Da Lang, do you want to eat here?" Or eat it on the table? ”

Wu Dalang knocked on the counter and said, "Just put it here, you don't have to pay so much attention to it." ”

Pan Jinlian put down the food, and Wu Dalang took the dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

Pan Jinlian squinted her eyes and stood aside watching Wu Dalang eat.

Wu Dalang said with a smile: "Jin Lian, if you look at me like this, I will be shy." ”

Pan Jinlian: "Da Lang will not be shy, Da Lang is so thick-skinned." ”

"Poof..."Wu Dalang almost spit out a mouthful of food.

Pan Jinlian hurriedly walked over and patted Wu Dalang on the back: "Dalang, have you choked?" ”

Wu Dalang took a sip of soup: "It's not a big deal. Jin Lian, your ability to tell cold jokes is really getting more and more powerful. ”

Pan Jinlian was a little innocent: "I wasn't like this before. It's not Da Lang that you taught. ”

Pan Jinlian said and then began to fold her fingers and said: "You said that first Lori cultivation plan, then maid cultivation plan, and then queen cultivation plan... There are also a lot of plans for spicy and spicy. ”

Wu Dalang's old face flushed: "Ahem, Jin Lian, this kind of thing is a whisper at our bedside, don't say it, it's not good for everyone to hear it." ”

Pan Jinlian looked around, there was no one, but she still had to listen to Da Lang's words, so she said: "Well, as for the uniforms you still want to make, I won't say anything." ”

Wu Dalang silently took a bite of the rice, and immediately changed the topic and said, "Jin Lian, the food you cook is really getting better and better." ”

Pan Jinlian snorted coldly: "Da Lang, do you praise people for being able to take dim sum?" You're eating white rice now, okay, what's delicious? Besides, this meal is made by Fugui, what does it have to do with me. ”

Wu Dalang: "......"

Wu Dalang silently took another bite of food: Why has Jin Lian become so smart now? It's a lot of pressure.

Then Pan Jinlian suddenly thought of something, and looked at Wu Dalang with little stars in her eyes.

Even if Wu Dalang is thick-skinned, he is still a little unbearable.

Wu Dalang coughed lightly twice and said, "Ahem, Jin Lian, is there something wrong with you." ”

"Da Lang, when the big eunuch leaves, can Jin Lian go to the kitchen to learn how to cook?"

"Learn how to cook. It's not good for the skin. You're the hostess, you can sit at the counter and point fingers, cough cough, wrong words, you can point out the country at the counter. Is there a very domineering, live queen. ”

"Da Lang, you have changed, you were not like this before, do you not love me anymore."

The corners of Wu Dalang's mouth twitched: "Okay, you won." I shouldn't have taught you that in the first place. ”

Pan Jinlian flew to Wu Dalang's side like a little butterfly, and then kissed Wu Dalang on the face: "I knew that Dalang still loved me." ”

For Pan Jinlian's initiative, Wu Dalang was still quite useful, and then said: "Jinlian, it's too fast, I didn't feel it, let's do it again." ”

"I don't want it. I washed the dishes. ”

Pan Jinlian said and took away all the dishes and chopsticks that Wu Dalang had eaten.

Wu Dalang looked at Pan Jinlian's figure and showed a smile: How good it would be to live such a comfortable and happy life all the time.

After Pan Jinlian walked into the kitchen, Wu Dalang withdrew his gaze. Then he took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the counter.

I spread out the paper and began to write.

After a while, Pan Jinlian walked out of the kitchen and was a little surprised to see Wu Dalang writing.

"Da Lang, aren't you sleeping?"

"Just finished eating, wait for sleep. I'll write something first. Jin Lian, you have to be obedient this time, go to bed first. ”

"Well, then I'll go upstairs first."

"Yes, go ahead."

For writing, Pan Jinlian couldn't help much, and she didn't plan to make trouble around Wu Dalang, so she obediently went upstairs first.

And Wu Dalang began to write quietly alone, he hadn't written something seriously for a long time with such a person.

Wu Dalang has now regained the scene when he was making games and writing strategies, sitting in front of the computer all night typing. That can be regarded as a rare memory of Wu Dalang.

When a person is serious, he is the easiest to indulge, and when he is addicted, time passes the fastest.

Before I knew it, it was already early in the morning, but Wu Dalang didn't know about it, and he still wrote seriously, occasionally thinking about it.

After a while, the door of the upstairs room opened, but it was Master Li who came out.

As soon as Master Li came out, he saw that the restaurant was still lit up, and then he saw Wu Dalang writing on the counter.

Master Li couldn't help but think: Could it be that I misunderstood him before? He's actually still very diligent? They all practice calligraphy secretly at night, so the characters will be written so beautifully?

Master Li was a little curious about Wu Dalang's practice of calligraphy, and looked at the fact that there seemed to be a small stack of paper on the counter, did he practice calligraphy so hard?

Master Li walked down curiously.

Master Li walked to the front of the counter, looked at the dense black characters on the white paper, and felt that these words were not written casually, as if there was some secret, so he said softly: "Can I take a look?" ”

Wu Dalang was startled, raised his head and saw that it was Master Li.

Wu Dalang pursed his lips: "Do you walk without a sound?" I thought it was a female ghost. ”

Rage from Master Li, +666...

Master Li was originally in a good mood, but now he is angry again, and Wu Dalang has once again succeeded in making her angry.

It didn't matter if I said she was a prostitute last time.,That's a good person.,Now it's okay.,Actually say she's a female ghost.。。