"Hey, since you look down on people so much, I have to make something delicious to show you today!" Qian Mo gritted his teeth and said.

"I think what Brother Qianmo said is very reasonable. If they come back and have a steaming meal, they will be happy. Brother Qianmo, can I cook with you for the master? Apricot asked, blinking her big eyes.

"Of course you can. If you're willing to help, I can't ask for it. Qian Mo hurriedly said happily.

As he spoke, he pouted towards Lingshan and Yunshen: "Hmph, you two, you have really lived for such a long time in vain, and you are not even as good as Xing'er, a little girl, and people still want to cook for their master." ”

What Qian Mo didn't expect was that when he and Xing'er walked into the kitchen together, Yun Shen and Lingshan actually followed.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Didn't you say that what I made must not be eaten? So what are you doing here? ”

Yun Shen shrugged: "It's because I know that you can't eat what you make that I came with me." I've got to take a good look at you, and take a good look at what you've made. After all, I know a bit about medicine. In case you make something that eats Miss Feng Jiao and them, I know that your cooking recipe can be the right medicine and save their lives in time. ”

The corners of Qian Mo's mouth twitched wildly in anger, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Lingshan add faintly: "I'm afraid that you will burn down Miss Fengjiao's kitchen." If I am here, take out the talisman in time, and arrange the formation, the kitchen should still be saved. ”

Qianmo: "......"

These two best friends, this is Cheng Xing wants to anger him, right?!

Before Qianmo could say the words of complaining, he met Xing'er's big black and white eyes, revealing innocence and simplicity.

"Brother Qianmo, what do you want to do for your master?"

"Uh, that's it...... Steamed buns, by the way, steaming steamed buns is very simple, even those of us who haven't been into the kitchen much, it should be easy to get started. Qian Mo smiled.

He still remembers that when the wine shop first opened, Miss Feng Jiao also taught the little granddaughter of the old Qin family to steam steamed steamed buns.

He's not even a seven-year-old, is he?

"Huh?" Xing'er looked at Qianmo with some surprise: "Although the method of making steamed buns is not very complicated, it is ...... Do you know how to mix the noodles, how much flour to put and how much water to put in? ”

Xing'er is usually mainly responsible for helping to wash and choose vegetables, and after the guests order, they pass the dishes from the kitchen to the outside, she rarely enters the kitchen to watch Feng Jiao cook and cook, so she also knows nothing about cooking.

On the contrary, it was Ling Yuan, who would always turn into a black cat and accompany Feng Jiao.

Qianmo: "......"

Well, he doesn't know.

Although he didn't know, he could add water little by little and try slowly.

Since the words of steaming steamed buns were said by himself, then even if he wants to kneel today, he will steam out the steamed buns.

"We can give it a try." Qian Mo said to Xing'er.

As he spoke, he scratched his head and thought about it: "The steamed buns made by Miss Fengjiao have a dense and delicate taste, fluffy and soft. So I thought, of course, this steamed steamed bun noodles should be softer. ”

"Wow, Brother Qianmo, you are so smart, what you say is so reasonable!" Apricot said.