"Fujin's craftsmanship is really good." Qing Lan said seriously: "The reason why the slave can be so free today is because since Fu Jin entered the mansion, many things have been taken care of by Fu Jin." ”

"In the past, the minions also thought the same as Brother. I think Fu Jin came out of the military general's family, maybe he is not so good at managing general affairs. But in fact, Fujin has done a good job, which is really amazing. ”

Qinglan listed a large basket of Wanwan's benefits, and then looked at Yinyu on the side, and then remembered the matter of dim sum, so she asked, "That's right." Brother, do you think this snack is delicious? ”

He thought it was extremely tasty. But maybe it's because he likes to eat dim sum himself, and his brother hasn't liked these things too much, so I don't know what he thinks of this dim sum.

However, after Qinglan finished asking, she found that Yinyu did not answer herself.

Qing Lan, who felt very puzzled, looked back, and suddenly the whole person was stupid. Yinyu turned out to... I'm constantly eating snacks. I'm eating in my mouth, and I'm still holding it in my hand, and it looks like I want to stuff it in my mouth.

Qing Lan was silent for a moment. It seems that there is no need for him to ask, Yinyu naturally thinks this snack is delicious.

After finishing a few pieces of dim sum, Yinyu came back to his senses a little. Looking at Qinglan, he hesitated and asked, "By the way, what did you just say?" These snacks are all made by Fujin? What else? ”

Qinglan was even more silent. Feelings, he just said so many things on the side, and his brother didn't listen to it at all? This snack is so delicious that he has forgotten about anything else?

"This snack is made by Fu Jin." Qing Lan calmed down and decided to repeat the basket of good things she had said before.

After all, the emotional affairs of his own elder brother and his own Fujin still seem to need him, an outsider, to find a way.

"The minion just said..."

However, just as Qinglan was about to say it again, a maid ran over and hurriedly said to Yinyu: "Brother, someone came in front of you, saying that someone came to find you, Brother." ”

"yes, got it." Yinyu agreed, turned around and left. After walking out a few steps, he seemed to remember something again, turned his head to look at Qinglan, and said, "What's the matter, I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

When you come back, he won't talk about him! Qing Lan was indignant, turned around and left with the empty food box.

He only ate two pieces of such a delicious snack and didn't say anything, but he didn't listen carefully to his brother when he told his brother about things, he was really angry! In these years, it is really not easy to be a loyal minion.

From this day on, Yinyu would often talk to Qinglan about Wanwan's snacks. It's a pity, it seems that Wanwan hasn't made much more snacks since then. It makes Yinyu haunted by dreams, but he can't eat it.

In the study in the evening, Yinyu was a little uninterested in reading. Those dense words are in front of me, like ants. Cannibalism makes people feel irritable all the time.

"You say, since then, Fujin hasn't made a snack?" Yinyu couldn't stand reading the book, so he turned his head directly to look at Qinglan, who was standing on the side, and asked this question.

Qinglan glanced at Yinyu and replied, "That's true." "536 Literature

"You asked Fujin?" Yinyu still doesn't give up. He couldn't open his mouth to ask Wanwan, so he could only knock on the side from Qinglan's side.

"The minion didn't ask." Qinglan replied, "But according to Xiuyue's words, it is true. ”

Yinyu was slightly silent. Since Xiuyue said so, it should be true. Yinyu thought about it, and asked again: "The dim sum last time, was it really made by Fujin?" ”

He remembered that the chefs in this house who specialized in cooking for Wanwan were extremely delicious. Is it possible that the cook did it? If that were the case, he would have been able to send the cook to make some snacks to eat.

Strange to say, he has never been a person who likes to eat snacks. But somehow, I was so fascinated by the dim sum made by Wanwan. He always felt... There is a reason behind this that he has not yet figured out for the time being.

"That's what Fujin said." Qinglan looked at Yinyu with such a "suspicious" look, and replied impatiently: "That's what Fujin said. The minions expected that Fujin should have nothing to deceive the minions. ”

Other people's Fujin doesn't know how to make dim sum more. There is no need for his own Fujin to say that he knows how to do this, besides, it doesn't make sense to say this to him as a minion.

"Okay then." Yinyu thought for a while and said, "Next time, if Fujin still makes a snack, remember to tell me." ”

"Yes." After Qinglan agreed, she decided to ask Wanwan when she went to her place at night.

At night, Wanwan was sitting at her desk reading a notebook. Recently, there are a lot of new books, Wanwan found a few interesting ones, and I was reading them with relish, and I saw Qinglan come in with a supper.

"The slave asks Fu Jin for peace." Qinglan said: "It's so late, Fujin still hasn't rested?" I made a little late-night snack in the kitchen, do you want to use some of it? It's mung bean soup. ”

"I've been inconvenient these days, so I can't drink cold." Wanwan didn't raise her head, but answered.

"It's not chilled." Qinglan said: "These things in Fujin, the slaves also have a lot of effort to remember. Therefore, the mung bean soup served is at room temperature. In the summer, it's not too cool. ”

"Mung bean soup, just to relieve the heat, do you want to drink a little bit of Fujin? It's not a lot, it won't affect sleep. ”

Wanwan looked up and saw that Qing Lan was serious, but she didn't want to say anything, so she said, "Okay, bring it over." I was also a little sleepy, so I drank to rest. ”

Qinglan listened, and brought mung bean soup over.

Wanwan was drinking mung bean soup, Qinglan pondered that it was almost time to ask, so she asked, "Fujin these days, do you still make dim sum?" The slave is a glutton, and after the last time Fujin did it, he never forgot the taste. ”

"I don't know if Fu Jin is his own recipe, or if he learned it from outside. The slave didn't lick his face and begged Fujin to make it to eat, thinking that if there was one outside, he could also buy some from outside. ”

Qing Lan said this cleverly, and it didn't sound like she would cause trouble to Wanwan at all.

Wanwan listened, but frowned and said, "I'm afraid I can't buy it outside, this is my own recipe." If you want to eat... I won't be free for a few days, I'm afraid it will be a few days, so you can wait. ”