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It's not just that the appearance is not high, it's simply the rhythm of disfigurement! The vegetables floating in the pot are eaten so old, do they belong to the cow? She doesn't look like she has an appetite, okay? Pinshu.com

Who knew that Lin Yuan couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks and pick out a piece of food to eat, and smashed his mouth and said: "Although it is a little worse than what you want to do, you can still eat it."

At least the ones he bought back outside tasted a lot, and Luo Qingchen smiled embarrassedly, didn't they eat the food by themselves these days.

Ye Tinglan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth after hearing this, this will be edible, and he can't swallow it at all.

"Master, what have you eaten these days?" Speaking of which, in fact, Ye Lanlan already has an answer.

Lin Yuan nodded, "Otherwise, you're not here, girl, but you've suffered our master and apprentice" If it weren't for this hot pot artifact, his own wooden apprentice might have starved him to death.

"Speaking of which, girl, you can also sit down and eat, you must be hungry all the way" Lin Yuan smiled, how could the little Jiujiu in his eyes hide it overnight.

Shaking her head helplessly, Ye Tilt walked towards the door, it seemed that she could only eat dark food if she didn't do it herself.

"Lan'er, where are you going?" Huang Yutian looked at her well, and was about to go out, only Lin Yuan and Luo Qingchen were silent, vaguely looking forward to it.

Ye Tinglan looked sideways slightly: "Go and cook, you wait for me here", and walked towards the kitchen after finishing his work.

Hearing this, Huang Yutian sat down with peace of mind, and after Ye Qilan left, Lin Yuan spit out a mouthful of vegetables in disgust, and saw Luo Qingchen's black line.

"Master, didn't you eat quite well before, but now you are like this."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked serious, "That's right, there is something made by a little girl, who is rare about this thing of yours, what kind of thing, take it away, look at it without appetite." ”

Accustomed to the blows of his own master, Luo Qingchen was speechless except for helplessness, and resigned himself to taking down all the things in this pot and dealing with them, leaving only some side dishes, the kind that can be eaten later.

Soon, Ye Qilan brought a large pot of thick and mellow hot pot soup, just looking at the soup, everyone was already drooling.

Huang Yutian, who had already tried the overnight pouring cooking skills, was a little jealous in his heart, his people had been here for a long time, these people had always had good food, but he didn't.

While eating, Ye Tinglan suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "By the way, Huang, you said that you are also a disciple of the academy, so who is your master?" ”。

In this, it seems that the seniority of his own master is the highest, and he is called the Holy Venerable, and the others are just called Tianzun, and even the dean of the academy is commensurate with Lin Yuan, and sometimes there is a bit of respect.

But she has been in the academy for a while, but she can't think of anyone who will be his master and someone with a high seniority.

As soon as Ye Lanlan's words came out, Huang Yutian and Lin Yuan's hand holding the meat slice paused, and the thing fell back into the pot.

"Can't tell?" Seeing this, Ye Qilan asked tentatively, no, it seems that the master of Huang Yutian does not seem to be a ban that cannot be mentioned, why are they all with this expression.

Huang Yutian paused for a moment and quickly came back to his senses, calmly sandwiched a piece of meat and put it in the bowl of Night Dumping, and then explained: "Master, his old man is not in the academy now, it has been a long time, so few people know."

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