Chapter 186, send the crockpot

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it is quiet in the restaurant.

Don't have anything to eat, afternoon tea?

Jing Yuanshan also wants to make something to eat for fans, but she is still busy at night.

Some ordered. There are four tables outside, and they will be finished as soon as they are booked.

Mike asks for Western food with a friend.

Chen Yi thought: "We also eat Western food? โ€

It's also a little easier to do it all in one piece. The ground floor probably also serves vegetable salad.

Jing Yuanshan looked at the kitchen, the material was not enough, so she went to the Yuquan Hotel to ask for it. (*โ•นโ–ฝโ•น*)

Yuquan Hotel is different, no matter how much it is not enough, it can still help Miss Jing to ask for it, it is not a big deal.

Wang Meng thought to herself, this is the correct use of boyfriend. Come out when you need it, and go aside when you don't need it.

You can't get out when you need it, and you can't shake it when you don't need it, that's not okay.

Outside is not tired at all, not only three shifts, but more people in the evening.

Some of the programs that I know and prepare are rich and colorful.

Jing Yuanshan came out, and the fans cheered!

A child pounced over, and Jing Yuanshan hugged and kissed.

The child kissed her, so happy: "Your Highness! I'm close to Your Highness! โ€

Ma Ma came over and took the embarrassed child back.

The one on the side said: "I am a fan of His Highness, and my daughter is also following, and I told her to be the same as His Highness." โ€

And then what?

Ma Ma choked up: "It's okay to sell cute, you have to chase rabbits, and you have to wear a red wedding dress." โ€

A laugh.

Ma Ma said: "No, I don't dare to bring her here, for fear that she will play with a kitchen knife." By the way, His Royal Highness will shoot something else, let her learn? โ€

Jing Yuanshan was embarrassed.

Another laugh.

This girl is too capable of learning, and she can't pretend to be a three-year-old child with Her Royal Highness, although everyone wants to see it.

Someone broke the siege: "Your Highness has made a movie." โ€

Ma Ma nodded: "You must correct her." โ€

Fortunately, Jing Yuanshan played a very positive role, even if he was afraid that Ma Ma would have to point to the screen and say to the child that Wu Qing was a bad person. It is not the next generation who is pitted, but the children who think Wu Qing is good or bad since childhood.

A reporter rubbed over and asked, "Your Highness is very hard." โ€

Jing Yuanshan looked at him.

The reporter was purified by clean eyes and resisted: "Everyone is having such a good time, what does Your Highness think?" โ€

A gust of wind blew cool.

Jing Yuanshan's eyebrows were clear.

The others were pulled into the play, and the organic ones hurried to shoot.

Jing Yuanshan's expression didn't change much, but her eyes were indescribably free, and her voice was more forceful: "I'm also very happy, really, I'm so happy, hehe, I'm very happy." โ€

turned around and walked steadily, even if the back was lonely, there was a story of 100,000 words.

My mother's fans are distressed. Although I know it's playing, who dares to say that it's not possible?

The Internet became popular after a while.

[Her Highness said she was very happy]

"I don't want to know at all."

"I think that His Highness has twelve younger sisters, and there is no one who is not bitter. Her greatness lies in carrying it down. โ€

"That's the joy of suffering. Who knows if others love rice noodles or not? It's not that if you count it yourself, people will come to eat. There will be no such people who are talented, talented, lonely, and famous after death. โ€

"When Wu Moumou and Song Moumou are bullied again and again, isn't a girl afraid? Perhaps, she remembers her mother's happiness, she will be brave, step by step, and the carpet is red with blood. โ€

"I know it's made up by the brain, but a girl, isn't there any weakness? She couldn't. Because there are twelve younger sisters, not parents who can be relied on. โ€

"No matter how hard and tired you are, you have to think about your own happiness, and then you will get real happiness. If you keep feeling unlucky, you will be really unlucky. โ€

In the kitchen, Jing Yuanshan, Luo Dan, Feng Ruo, and Wang Qiaoxi were all busy again.

Ershan, Shanshan, and Sishang also began to work.

He Liang looked at the Internet speechlessly.

What is it that everyone stews chicken soup and drinks chicken soup with each other?

Ershan felt that she was poisoned, no matter how hard and tired she was, she thought that she was indeed happy.

Shanshan thought to himself, better than the children in the mountains? Being the sister of the eldest sister is a blessing that has been cultivated for eight lifetimes.

Wang Qiaoxile, fans play so seriously, it's not good to joke.

Wang Wei felt: "Most people are tired, this is a hit." โ€

Here, the hardest courier brother, Luo Dan and Feng Ruo, are in good condition.

Gu Junkai came to the kitchen: "A fan wrote a song 'She said she was very happy', and Wang Sheng felt that it was not bad." โ€

Jing Yuanshan didn't want to speak, she wanted to be autistic.

Gu Junkai is happy: "Li Shuai is a singer-songwriter, he doesn't bother to be happy, and his skills are not bad." โ€

Jing Yuanshan asked, "Do you want to sign him?" โ€

Gu Junkai looked at Miss Jing: "He is Wang Sheng's person." โ€

Jing Yuanshan nodded: "He is Wang Sheng's person." โ€

Feng Ruo's kitchen knife almost cut his hand. Will Wang Sheng kill him?

You must not let Wang Sheng know, otherwise when will you wear the little shoes.

Fans write songs and make movies for idols, and fans are also diverse, and everyone will have idols.

There is a big guy who simply chases stars, and he is stunned to brew sauce sauce.

Finally, this is not certain, this is called unnecessary. Unexplainable.

Li Shuai seized this opportunity and inspiration, and posted a self-playing and singing on the Internet, which became very popular.

Jing Yuanshan continued to close herself. The human brain hole can be stuffed into a black hole. Anyway, I just want to entertain or appease myself.

At half past five, the guests arrived.

The second floor serves Western food, and the first floor also serves Western food, not just vegetable salad.

The material is relatively sufficient, the price and the fight are very large, and the steak is 388 per portion, think clearly before buying.

There are many desserts, Jing Yuanshan feels that everyone needs real happiness, and desserts are the easiest to bring happiness.

It's very similar to self-help. Order steak, you can mix a few things. Buying desserts alone will be more expensive.

However, He Liang turned around and took a large plate out.

It is very popular, and everyone also shoots beautiful hair on the Internet.

"Making such a delicious dessert, I believe that His Highness is sweet in his heart."

"I want dessert! Your Highness, I want dessert! โ€

"Actually, I think it's very hard to open today. Another day, you can ask His Highness to make a dessert special. โ€

"A must."

"Wait, someone only gives a gift at night."

The brothers were enthusiastic and explained to others: "His Royal Highness is too busy at noon, this clay pot can be made into a clay pot to simmer soup in the future." โ€

Jing Yuanshan didn't want to come out.

A few people were playing, so they just lifted the cylinder into it and put it in front of the corner in front of the bun.

Let's take up space, it's okay, the place left for eating buns in front is bigger.

A few people gave away all the charcoal, and His Highness just did it.

Jing Yuanshan asked for a plate of beef fried noodles.

Others are jealous!

Large pieces of beef, the key is to look delicious!

Do you want to find a gift for Your Highness? Don't give away general things.

Then look for two.

The brothers are also very happy, His Royal Highness is like a sister, maybe when will the crockpot simmer in the future.

The old man said to them: "It's obviously a tile inkstone, and you can't learn it!" โ€

Young people aren't angry either, don't you see that they are all jealous of beef fried noodles??

There was another burst of joy on the Internet, and the tile inkstone was just pulled to the crockpot, and the crockpot was really sent, talent!