Jiang Linglong took Si Huang to steal food blatantly.

They went to the small kitchen of Cuiluan Palace, which was generally not open without a special edict, and it was not like the dining room of Wushi Palace where there were mountain delicacies and game, and it was usually used by Orange Moon to open a small stove for Jiang Linglong.

The door lock was opened by Si Huang.

Jiang Linglong was about to slam the door directly, but as soon as she came back from picking up the stone, she saw the lock fall to the ground, and Si Huang shook a long needle in her hand.

"You still know how to do this." Jiang Linglong was happy, and the cat ran over to soften his head, "Where did the long needle come from?" ”

Si Huang didn't speak, but just pulled down the hosta on the crown of his hair, unscrewed it in front of Jiang Linglong, revealing the hollow ends, and put the long needle in again. Tighten it and insert it back into the crown.

Yo.

Jiang Linglong looked envious and decided to find Kuang Yu to get a similar set of secret weapons next time. She combs her hair in a bun and can wear a hair ornament, a little bit of silver needle poison powder or something, and she is prepared.

The two looked at each other and pushed the door in.

There were only some rice noodles and vegetables in the kitchen, and two hanging bacon.

She simply lit a fire to wash rice and boiled porridge.

A few more eggs were turned out, and one was boiled in water, and the hunger was cushioned.

"What does your Orange Moon sister like to eat?" Jiang Linglong made a difficulty, on the one hand, there were too few ingredients to start, and on the other hand, she found that she always fed Orange Moon, and even ignored Orange Moon's own wishes, so that she was not sure of her preference for things now.

I remember once on the street, Su Jinwu bought sugar gourds for the two of them, and Orange Moon ate very happily. It should be the same as Huang'er, like sweets?

Jiang Linglong secretly affirmed herself. Didn't run away, she likes to boil sugar water so much.

But there's only bacon here.

I knew that I would have gone to the dining room.

She was worried, so Si Huang hunched his back, pushed a large wooden barrel with two small hands, and moved towards her little by little.

She looked down.

It's a bucket of sliced and frozen milk.

"There's milk!" She scolded Si Huang again, and then asked him where he found it.

Si Huang pointed behind him.

There was a back door that had been opened next to the shelves behind the two stoves, and she looked over to see that there was a small backyard of her own in the small kitchen, and there were large and small jars of things in the yard. She lifted two lighter cylinder heads to see that pears and persimmons were frozen a lot. There was a small clay pot with two bunches of frozen grapes.

No wonder she can find a way to conjure up whatever Orange Moon wants to eat.

Jiang Linglong smiled in her heart, her eyes bent together, she looked at a few more jars, turned around, didn't take anything, and covered them as they were.

"A gentleman does not take the favor of others." She came back and closed the door, and said to Si Huang, "Let go of your little vault of Sister Orange Moon, and use these to do it!" ”

So the two of them hummed and tinkered in for a long time.

Orange Moon counted Jiang Linglong's weekday wake-up time to come to the Cuiluan Palace. The master does not like to be served, so he usually dresses himself, washes, and then opens the temple door to wait for breakfast.

Originally, she was supposed to wait outside the hall half an hour earlier, and it was not a necessary rule, so she was afraid that if something was ordered, she would not make a mistake.

But probably these days she is running around inside and out, worrying, the master does not sleep she does not sleep, the master sleeps and she worries about the side guard, finally the rain is clear, last night fell asleep, this sleep forgot the hour, got up late.

The gate of the Cuiluan Hall was closed, and Orange Moon breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the master did not get up, so he did not delay things.

He squatted down at the entrance of the temple and yawned quietly.

I slept very well last night, but I still feel a little tired when I can't stand it, and I hope to sleep peacefully tonight.

While she secretly wiped the tears that came out with the yawning with a silk handkerchief, she heard someone beside her happily greeting, "Good morning Orange Moon!" ”

The voice was familiar to the spirit behind her, and in a blink of an eye, she saw two flour men, one tall and one short, each holding two food tables and striding towards her.

Jiang Linglong's face and hands, in front of her sleeves, sprinkled with a white expanse, like a flower girl who had just finished painting the bottom of the face.

The boss on the side was also white and messy, with no expression on his face, but it seemed that his appearance of serving food was particularly rigorous and serious, and his face was covered with flour, he was not moved, but his lips were red and his eyes were bright, as if they came out of a New Year's painting.

It's like a little fairy child who has just entered the world.

"Master!" She hurriedly got up and saluted, and wanted to take the meal table for someone in the past, "Why did you get up so early, didn't you sleep well?" ”

"Slept well!" Jiang Linglong avoided touching her and motioned for her to open the door.

"Orange Moon, you let me in and sit down." And he followed and commanded.

Orange Moon was stunned for a moment, obediently went in, and sat at the round table where everyone usually eats together.

The round table, which originally had two chairs, has now been added to eight.

She sat down in the closest place to the door.

"Huh." Jiang Linglong followed up and came to see her, obviously dissatisfied. "Go, get seated."

As soon as Orange Yue carried her little skirt and panicked to sit down in the first seat, Jiang Linglong said, "Bang!" "Smack!" Twice, put the food table in her and Si Huang's hands in front of Orange Moon.

"You've worked so hard these days!" She hugged her fist at her with a chivalrous demeanor, "A little heart, not respect!" ”

The boss on the side did the same, and also hugged his fist at Orange Moon.

"Oh, my ancestors!" Orange Moon hurriedly got up and pulled the handkerchief in her sleeve and was about to help the two of them wipe their faces, "Great ancestor, little ancestor, this is going to torture the slave." ”

"You're not right. At a young age, you played these official tones with me. ”

Jiang Linglong is only one year older than Orange Yuexu.

"Speak like an old woman. Eat fast, don't get cold! ”

Orange Moon's heart jumped.

"You made it all yourself, huh?"

"No, Huang'er also helped a lot." Jiang Linglong said and uncovered the lid of a meal, "I boiled the porridge, the small rice balls were rubbed by Huang'er, and we also made white-flour steamed buns together." She pointed to a steaming cage drawer, "It's not stuffing, but it's fragrant!" Take fresh milk and add osmanthus sugar, milk sweet and milky! Taste it. ”

Orange Moon trembled and took a sip of porridge first.

The only thing the master has never failed is to cook porridge. In the past, I used to boil healthy porridge for the owner for two years a day.

Sure enough, it wasn't bad.

Well.

The small rice balls are also very soft and glutinous.

She glanced at the white steamed bun.

I felt that the steamed bun was winking at her malice.

It's like the braised pork in the county lord's mansion of Linxian.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Jiang Linglong's expectant face.

"How? Is it closed? If it doesn't suit my taste, I'll redo it. She asked very gently, just like she usually spoke to Si Huang to King Ping.

Her master, who got up early in the morning, was busy for a long time, and made himself look like a city lord at all, just to make himself an early meal.

The tip of Orange Moon's nose was hot, and she nodded heroically, grabbed a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Ahem, ahem!"

"What's wrong?? You eat slowly, are you choking? I'll get you water! Jiang Linglong picked up the water and stuffed the water cup into Orange Moon's hand, and reached out to stroke her back to help her breathe.

Orange Moon's face is tearless and wants to cry.

It is both touching and pathetic.

"Master." She whispered, "Are you taking my goat's milk and noodles that are frozen outside......?"

The sweetness of goat's milk and osmanthus have a kind of dizziness that makes people want to vomit but can't spit it out.

"Poof."

The boss laughed out loud.

Jiang Linglong was dumbfounded.

Turned his head and was so angry that he was going to spank his little ass.

Akira giggled.

Orange Moon helped, "Little Shizi, share blessings and difficulties!" As he spoke, he stuffed one of the steamed buns into his hand.

Jiang Linglong didn't fight anymore, just watched him eat, and looked quite nervous.

Si Huang took a bite. I swallowed it and took another bite. Let's chirp, chirp.

Until you finish the last bite quietly.

Jiang Linglong's face was happy, and her eyes were shining to hug Si Huang, who was so supportive. I heard him "vomit".

Bow your head and spit out a thousand miles.

The city lord of Luohe was annoyed, blushed, shook his sleeves, and left in a negative mood.