Murong Qing sat in front of the window, bored watching the people coming and going on the street.

I knew that he couldn't come to a small place, and the food was so poor, he would definitely be hungry and thin!

It's all his own father, I have to let him sharpen, alas!

Thinking about his miserable life in the future, Murong Qing couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Xing glanced at Murong Qing with some sympathy, his master hadn't eaten much in three days because he was a picky eater!

Look at the face is really thin.

Xiao Er shouted, "Guest officer, your dish is here!" ”

As he spoke, he put the dishes on the table one by one.

"Guest officer, you use it slowly!"

Murong Qing glanced at the dishes on the table, braised lion's head, boiled pork slices, and fish-flavored shredded pork...... And also...... Hey, what's in the ribs...... I don't know...... Never mind......

Alas...... No interest, no appetite!

The chopsticks in Murong Qing's hand tapped lightly on the dining table, but his eyes looked out the window.

Yan Xing's brows twitched.

The master of his own family is too lazy to taste it.

"Master, try it, how do you know the taste if you don't try it?" Yan Xing tried to persuade.

Murong Qing shook his head and said, "I tried the same flavor for a few tables, but I just changed the dishes, and the taste is still the same?"

This one......

Yan Xing looked at a table of delicacies, wouldn't it be too wasteful not to eat?

"Master, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it!"

"Come on, come on, sit down and eat! Eat them all! Murong Qing commanded Yan Xing to sit down, and deliberately drew a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Yan Xing.

Yan Xing's face froze for a moment, he just didn't want to waste it, why did his master still serve him to eat?

With chopsticks in Murong Qing's hand, Yan Xing tasted every dish.

Well...... The taste of the food is actually quite good, but it is much worse than the chefs in the house. It's no wonder that his master is picky!

Yan Xing ate each dish one by one, and when he ate the braised pork ribs made by Han Yingxue, his eyes couldn't help but dilate.

Delicious! Delicious!

The pork ribs are soft and delicious, and the meat is soaked in soup, which is very delicious. Also, this mushroom...... It's delicious, too!!

The taste of this dish is not at all different from the other dishes. Yan Xing, who had eaten a lot of delicious food behind Murong Qing, couldn't help but praise this mushroom pork rib at this moment.

"Master, this dish is delicious!" Yan Xing pointed to the mushroom ribs.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more!" Murong Qing's eyes were still looking out the window, and he didn't care about Yan Xing's words at all.

A few black lines appeared on Yan Xing's forehead, why didn't the master believe him!

"Master, this dish is not at all different from other dishes, huh...... I've never eaten anything so good, my lord, come and get some! ”

Murong Qing looked away a little casually and asked, "Really?"

"Uh-huh!" Yan Xing nodded heavily, picked up a piece of ribs with chopsticks and sent it to Murong Qing's mouth.

"Smack-" Murong Qing's jade fan slapped the ribs in Yan Xing's hand.

"I'll do it myself!" Murong Qingdao.

Yan Xing retracted his hand after realizing it, if the master really ate the ribs he fed, that scene would be too ambiguous!

Murong Qing picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in his mouth.

At first, I didn't expect anything, but when I tasted the taste of pork ribs, it was the same as Yan Xing's reaction!

Delicious! Delicious!

When Murong Qing, who had been hungry for a long time, finally found a dish that he was satisfied with, he feasted on it.

Yan Xing stretched out his chopsticks and wanted to put another piece of ribs from the plate, but Murong Qing blocked him.