Mu Yingbao was full of food and wanted to walk down, but the door was locked and she couldn't go out, and there was a mess on the ground outside, and there were more than a dozen buckets.

I had no choice but to go back to the back room, wandering back and forth, thinking about what to do in my heart as I walked.

I don't have any poisonous needles or needles on my body.

I don't know martial arts, so if I want to leave here, it's not ordinary.

walked to the back window, stretched out her hand and pushed it down, the window was pushed open, but outside the back window, there were two people standing, and the two looked at her expressionlessly.

"You two perverts, what are you doing standing here? Want to peep? Indecent embryos. Mu Yingbao was in a bad mood again.

She felt that she was not calm and emotionally unstable, which was a very normal reaction.

With a bang, close the window yourself.

Sit on the edge of the bed and ponder what the masters of these men have said to themselves.

Say that his subordinates are reckless? His expression and tone at the time did not seem to deceive.

Could it be that this is not part of their plan? Was it just the impulsive behavior of the man who got her here?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard movement outside, and I was packing up my things, and soon I regained my calm.

So fast, done?

Mu Yingbao didn't believe it, so she got up and looked at the outside, but saw that the outside was cleaned up, but it was empty. Furniture or something, it wasn't delivered.

"How could it be so fast." She muttered quietly, scolding herself for not being able to judge at all.

After enough strolling in the back room, she simply lay down on the bed when she was bored, and without taking off her shoes, she put it on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her body, and closed her eyes to recuperate.

I don't know if he returned to the palace safely, and I don't know what Brother Hui and the others have to be in a hurry now.

Could it be that God sees that his small days are getting more and more moisturized, so he has come to forcibly add stalks?

She was now certain that her life would not be in danger, and that she would not lose her innocence.

But he couldn't be sure when he would be able to regain his freedom and return to him.

The master of these people looks like he has an unusual temperament, who is it? Could it be that it is those royal relatives of Brother Hui?

Mu Yingbao pondered and analyzed it, but felt that it was not like it.

Because that person is not hostile to him, so where did they come from?

Before noon, there was another noise outside, and Mu Yingbao heard the sound of furniture moving in the inner room.

She didn't bother to get up to take a look, so she thought about how she could save herself.

There is pen and ink in the house, even if you write a note asking for help, how can you send it outside?

At noon, I heard someone call outside; "Mrs. Xue, lunch is here."

Although she still saw people, Mu Yingbao heard from this person's tone that it was different from the previous people.

When I got out of bed and went out, I went, and there were six more people, five of them, the same five as before.

The extra unfamiliar face, the appearance of being in his sixties, is a fat man with a round face.

Mu Yingbao felt that the way he looked at himself was different from the eyes of others.

She walked over to the newly changed chair and sat down, only to notice that these pieces of furniture were really rosewood.

I put it up by myself, and I really did it! At this point, she was still a little surprised.

Mu Yingbao pondered, since this is the case, can she still be arrogant? Just look at their master, where the bottom line is.

"Madame, try this braised lion's head." The fat old man very attentively lifted the lid of a food box and carefully brought out a plate of dishes.

Then, they brought out steamed sea bass and a plate of braised shrimp......

Four meat and four vegetables, one pork rib radish soup.

After the fat old man handed the chopsticks in his hands, he stood on the side, watching her pick up a lion's head with an expectant face.

Mu Yingbao took a bite and looked at him; "You're a cook? Do you make these dishes? ”

"Yes, yes, Madame is really smart." The fat old man nodded happily in response.

Mu Yingbao looked at him speechlessly, and said in her heart, if I can't even see this, how can I mix it?

She didn't rush to respond, but slowly took a look and tasted a few other dishes.

I have to say that although the cooking skills of these dishes are not as good as her, they can be compared with the imperial chefs in the palace.

How did she guess that this fat old man was a cook? That's because of the look and attitude he came in.

Because apart from the fact that these dishes were made by him, Mu Yingbao couldn't explain his bright, expectant look.

She understands this kind of behavior very well, and she also wants to comment on each dish in front of him, and then point out the key points.

However, she suddenly changed her mind, so she didn't tell him, so that he was so anxious that he scratched his heart and liver.

So, Mu Yingbao ate leisurely.

"Madam, is the food still to taste?" The fat old man saw that Mu Yingbao had eaten and put down the chopsticks, and he didn't mean to say anything, so he simply took the initiative to speak again.

Mu Yingbao wiped the corners of her mouth and said lazily; "So-so, okay."

When the fat old man heard this, his eyes brightened.

However, the faces of the other people present were a little bad.

The dishes made by the first chef in her country, she turned out to be so-so, okay?

A few people were very angry, but looking at the obsessive diligence of the fat old man, they were helpless.

Even if she goes out and is scolded by her and helps the first chef speak, I'm afraid people won't appreciate it at all.

There are many idiots in the world, who are obsessed with cooking, and they are especially concerned about other people's opinions. Those who are obsessed with chess can say all kinds of good things for a rare chess game.

The person in front of him is obviously obsessed with cooking.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have heard that a local specialty was particularly delicious, so you would immediately set off to taste it.

"Madame is an expert, can you teach me a lesson or two?" The fat old man continued to ask unwillingly.

Mu Yingbao looked at him and smiled.

When the fat old man saw her smile, he thought she had agreed, so he was very happy.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yingbao smiled and spoke; "Nope."

"Why? If Mrs. gives me some advice, the little old man's cooking skills have improved, and then make it for Mrs. to eat, isn't it? The fat old man felt that he had made it clear.

Mu Yingbao smiled again; "You are not my apprentice, and I have no obligation to guide you."

When the fat old man heard this, he was stunned, and he also smiled; "Madame is really funny, Madame should also be a fellow practitioner, so let's communicate with each other and learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses, isn't it beneficial to both you and me?"

Mu Yingbao smiled and shook her head; "That's a bad word, you will, I probably will. And you won't, I certainly will. With just these nine dishes, I can assert that you are not good at cooking. ”

"Why is Madame so confident? If not, please go to the kitchen and show your hands to the little old man? The fat old man said.

"No."

"Nope." Mu Yingbao hasn't responded yet, and there are still a few opposing ...... on the side