Chapter 321: A show of cooking skills, a certain master is shameless 4

In addition to Qu Tan'er and Jingxin, there are five people with strong martial arts at one table!

"The last piece is mine!" Mo Jingxuan gritted his teeth and went crazy.

"I'll see it first!" Xiao Li didn't let go, and the two chopsticks were unambiguous.

Suddenly, another pair was stretched out, "The two of you are fighting for harm, I'm a woman, just let it be for me." "Shi Xue was originally cold, but he even joined in the fun.

Suddenly, three pairs of chopsticks were fighting back and forth.

No one touched it!

Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks looked at the target, and Yu Hao's rigid person would take advantage of the three of them to grab it, and wanted to make a profit. Unexpectedly, just halfway through, three pairs of chopsticks turned sharply to him, and he gave up decisively! But when the four of them turned around again, there was a certain master who looked at it for a long time and finally came up with a ruthless move, and he was very shameless......

"Poof!" Saliva squirting!

The world stands still! Several angry eyes glared at Mo Liancheng at the same time.

"Feel free to do whatever you want. If you don't want to, then the king will not be polite......" Mo Liancheng said slowly, his face was not red and he was not panting, and when he saw that a few did not move, he raised his hand and slowly put the last piece of fried lotus root back into his bowl, and ate it with relish.

Qu Tan'er was stunned!

He—He actually used this trick?! The dignified eighth prince, isn't it? It's really despicable and shameless!

"Haha! ……”

Hilarious, echoing in the hall.

A certain woman came back to her senses, and finally lost her smile, without any image.

The farce at the dinner table ends.

In the end, Qu Tan'er sent some of the remaining lotus roots to the Fourteen Princes' Mansion.

Mo Jingxuan's eyes smiled and accepted it gladly.

Xiao Li decided to stay for one night.

And it was getting dark, and Mo Liancheng finally had time to hug his beloved.

"Tan'er, who did you learn your cooking skills from?" Mo Liancheng held back the words in his heart for a long time, and finally asked.

"My mother's lifelong wish is to train me to be a ...... in the hall and into the kitchen. Upper-class celebrity, and sought-after white-collar workers, remarrying into a wealthy family, cough cough...... So that my life will be smooth sailing. Qu Tan'er's mother was originally a wealthy wife, and she didn't have to work with her husband, so she was bored and naturally spent her mind on her.

This also says to learn, and that also says to learn.

"White-collar workers? Giants? A certain master asked.

"A wealthy family is a famous family and a rich man. As for the white-collar worker, he is a person who uses his brain purely, works very easily and can receive a high salary. ”

"Salary?"

"Salary, that is...... Quite a lot of silver. Qu Tan'er patiently explained.

"On your side, women have to do things too?"

"Yes, basically, on our side, women can also hold up half the sky, can make money to support their families, become officials and do business, and give advice. Men can also take care of the children at home, cook and wash clothes, mop the floor and clean the windows. Qu Tan'er's beautiful eyes turned, and she was serious, and began to teach the way of the ideal husband, "Only the husband and wife are in the same boat and rely on each other for a lifetime." ”

"Husband and wife?"

Mo Liancheng singled out one word, only caring about this one, and the rest can be regarded as nonsense.

"Well, we are monogamous there, and you are polygamous here."

"That's not right, a man in Dongyue can only have one wife." Mo Liancheng defended slightly, and said a little weakly: "The rest are just concubines, which are dispensable." ”

Suddenly, Qu Tan'er lowered her head and bit him the shoulder, pouting and saying, "Neither can the concubine!" ”