Everyone agrees that Nangong Han is polite, who doesn't know that the straw in the prince's mansion is also the straw rewarded by the prince.

It is rarer than the gold bars in the hands of ordinary merchants, and the glory is not something that can be measured by yellow and white.

Everyone present had a bright eye, but Yan Ying's face was incredible.

She felt that it was too difficult to get the iron to pluck its feathers.

After all, the Nangong family must be compared with baht, and a few grains are cooked.

But unexpectedly, Nangong Han gave him a look.

Hu Fei took out a small box from his chest and respectfully handed it to his prince.

Nangong Han took it and looked around at everyone.

Only then did the box slowly open, and when everyone saw the contents of the box clearly, the eyes of those present were straight.

An unbelievable look.

Is this a god horse?

Lord Wang, are you sure you didn't have a shaky hand?

Because of Nangong Han's face, everyone faintly deducted those thoughts that should not be there.

Nangong Han looked at Yan Ying with bright eyes and hooked his fingers.

Yan Ying is very aggrieved.

Why did she bear the brunt of it?

She also dislikes it.

Everyone has always thought that since the prince has the heart to reward, and there are countless treasures in his house, he will not reward some things that are not on the table.

When the prince took out the reward with great fanfare, there were a few black things in the box, and others didn't recognize them.

Yan Xiongsan and Yan Ying both saw it, but neither squeaked.

It's just that he looked at Duanmu Xiao for some reason, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this prince's gourd, especially Yan Ying, who was named.

She was even more puffy in her heart......

Poor people should be cautious and generous, you are so big, but a prince is generous and stingy.

Heaven is intolerable......

She was a little restless, but the thought of taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to accomplish the two things she had planned for a long time was still a little restless.

Yan Ying was as steady as an old dog.

Nangong Han pressed the lid of the cup, didn't speak for a long time, and the air seemed to condense.

"Cold King," Yan Ying called.

The voice was like a feather, and the flirtatious Nangong Han wanted to put the teacup on her head.

It's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's not tolerable to learn to pretend when you're ugly.

Nangong Han's face suddenly turned cold.

Lord Yan Ying, you have persecution paranoia, but I am a veritable five-good young man.

Kindergarten began to take small red flowers.

Hu Fei got the approval of the prince, took out three black things from the box, and distributed them to them in turn.

Then he closed the box and put it back in his chest bag, and the action was smooth and smooth in one go.

Yan Ya didn't want to accept this black thing when she saw it, but because of the prince's face, she still took it with an unhappy face.

I have long scolded Nangong Han and the stingy ghost and the iron rooster who does not pull out a hair.

However, Yan Xin took out the gift from Nangong Han to the distribution of the gift, smiling all the time and not shocked.

Even when Hu Fei handed her the black thing, she was grateful to the prince.

Even Nangong Han, who has always been cold, feels that this eldest daughter does have a bit of a title for the talented woman of the Apocalypse.

Of course, if you say that it is unparalleled in the world, I think of Yan Ying's poetry just now.

Nangong Han felt that Yan Xin's title of the first talented woman was a bit exaggerated, and even had the idea of going to the eldest princess for a while.

Yan Ying generously accepted the thanks, and directly put it in her mouth to eat.

After taking a few bites, she frowned slightly, and the taste was very different from what her grandmother made.

This one is particularly hard and not so sweet, but for the sake of face, Yan Ying is still ruthless, without biting carefully, and swallowing it directly into her stomach.

"Is it delicious" Nangong Han blew the tea foam in his teacup, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile.

After Yan Ying swallowed the whole root like a jujube, she clapped her hands, and Fuli replied, "The prince is delicious, it's delicious,

The courtiers have a way to make it more delicious and store it for a longer time, is the prince interested in knowing? ”

When Nangong Han and Yan Xiongsan heard Yan Ying's confident words, there was a trace of uncatchable emotion on their faces.

"Tell me about it!" Although curious, Nangong Han still looked like he didn't care about himself.

The surprises this girl gave him were really endless.

You see that the other two young ladies just hesitated in their hands, and she ate them cleanly.

Nangong Han had an inexplicable feeling welling up.

For him, who has endured the battlefield, there are too many people who have seen sensationalism.

Although this Yan Ying is a little deviant, it is not enough to make him feel breathtaking.

What's more, it's so malnourished, and the chest is flatter than the racetrack.

And the temper is still so bad, for this sudden idea, Nangong Han attributed the other two young ladies of the Hou Mansion to being too outstanding.

So it was understandable that their sisters were standing together, and he couldn't help but compare.

It's excusable, otherwise there are many talented and good-looking people in the Apocalypse Kingdom, why does he always think of her like a bean sprout.

Tut, look at the three young ladies standing together, the contrast is spicy.

Nangong Han went down the steps leisurely.

"After digging out the sweet potatoes, put them in a dry place and cellar them, and after the sugar of the sweet potatoes comes out, they are half-cooked and dried, and the harder they are, the longer they will be stored." Yan Ying said confidently.

"Presumptuous, this is dry food before the battle, although your approach can prolong the storage time of the food, it greatly reduces the taste of the food.

I will say goodbye to the soldiers and wives, stay away from the homeland, and if it is still dry, I can't swallow it, and I don't want to kowtow to the prince to apologize. ”

Yan Xiong slammed the table heavily, her face was furious, her mother was only eight years old.

I didn't expect my daughter to be so mediocre, and even wanted to grandstand in front of Nangong Han, which was simply stupid.

The little good feeling that Yan Xiongsan had just had in his heart was gone when Yan Ying said this.

At this time, looking at her and her eldest daughter standing together, the contrast is so obvious.

One is vulgar, one is measured, one is yellow and thin, and the other is carved in powder.

The room was quiet and weird, and Nangong Han also floated the cup for a while, but it didn't get a drop of water.

The attitude is vague.

Yan Ying looked at the enthusiastic cheap dad who was already angry, it was not useless for him to say that, at least he wouldn't do anything that was too unconscionable.

is much stronger than the scumbag father in her previous life, and she reluctantly recognizes this father in her heart at the moment.

Although he just murdered her...

But that hint of warmth had already touched her.

At least cheap dads have a bottom line.

Yan Ying looked around at the people in the room, and said with a blessing that was neither humble nor arrogant, "Lord, don't be angry, Father is not angry, Ying'er hasn't finished speaking, this is just convenient for the preservation of dried sweet potatoes."

When you want to use it, sprinkle some sugar on the drawer and steam it, which will be more soft and delicious.

Even if it is steamed and dried before going into battle, it will not be in the way, first, it is convenient to preserve, and secondly, it will increase the taste, so that the country of our Apocalypse will be as stable as Mount Tai. ”

"Where is Tarzan?" Nangong Han stared at Yan Ying with a gleam in his eyes.

It seems that he wants to stare a hole in Yan Ying's body.

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