Leaving the Death Stack and on the way back to Fuzhong, Fu Ling bought some pastries.

Back in the house, Fu Ling asked Feng Zhuo and Bei Miao to fill their stomachs with pastries first, and then went to the kitchen by themselves.

"Little, miss, I'll come." The lady who cut vegetables in the kitchen looked at Fu Ling carefully, for fear that Fu Ling would go down with a knife and hurt the Qianqian's thin fingers.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." After Fu Ling finished speaking, he skillfully killed the fish.

Removing scales, removing the contents of the stomach, skilled is not good.

The whole kitchen looked at Fu Ling in surprise, obviously not expecting their young lady to be so powerful.

Fu Ling also came to the kitchen to cook before, but at that time, there were few people in the kitchen, and not many people saw it, and now the people in the kitchen are preparing dinner in the house, and they are all there, and people who have never seen it will be so surprised when they see it.

"That looks like a fish in a lotus pond, right?" A little guy whispered, "Didn't the master buy it to watch?" ”

The other walked past the little guy and said numbly, "What's there to be surprised about?" ”

This is not the first one.

Guy: "......"

The fish raised in the space are fatter and look bigger than the fish in the lotus pond, but no matter how big they are, they can't change their appearance, which is why the people in the kitchen will recognize them at a glance.

After the fish is cleaned, the whisk begins to steam.

"Do you have any fish that you bought today?" Fu Ling turned his head to look at the people in the kitchen and asked, "Little crucian carp." ”

"Yes." A girl hurriedly brought a small fish basket, which was full of small fish.

The girl said, "Miss, this is a child in the house." ”

Occasionally, the children of the house go fishing and hunt for game.

There are so many people in the Ye Mansion, Ye Mu is good to them, and the things that the children call back can go to the housekeeper for change according to the price in the market, or they can choose to take them to the market and sell them themselves.

They are all children of the inferior, so they really hunt game or something, and they are all sold to the house.

"Hmm." Fu Ling answered, and then took the fish to wash them off, broke the stomach, cleaned up the contents of the contents, and then added spiritual spring water to boil.

When everything was on fire, Fu Ling took some more vegetables, washed them all with spiritual spring water, and then stir-fried them.

Add the seasoning, stir-fry and remove from the pan...... A series of movements that are skilled can no longer be skilled.

The people in the kitchen are completely stupid, when did the third lady become so good at cooking?

The kitchen was a little hot, and a lady saw that Fu Ling was sweating, so she took a handkerchief and gave it to Fu Ling.

"Where can such a coarse handkerchief be used for Miss's skin?" Someone said, go and get the handkerchief in the eldest mother's hand.

"Thank you." Fu Ling said a word to the eldest mother, then took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead naturally.

When the eldest lady saw this scene, she felt that the three of them were not gentle, so she asked more: "Miss, you can tell us what you want to eat, let us do it, how can we do it ourselves?" ”

"Look how hot this kitchen is."

"Feng Zhuo is a picky eater." Fu Ling said: "So I want to make him some food myself." ”

Feng Zhuo is a bit of a picky eater......

Feng Zhuo ......

Cook for him yourself......

The girl looked at Fu Ling, and then thought of Feng Zhuo, and couldn't help but bubble pink.

Ahhh

I really want to scream, Miss is good to Fengzhuo's little boy!

Two people are a good match!

If someone asks the girl Feng Zhuo and Fu Ling to accompany him at this time, what should the prince do?

The girl will definitely say how far the prince goes.

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Chapter 115: Feng Zhuo is a bit of a picky eater