Yu Tingluo glanced at me.

The voice was unfazed: "If you break the barrier, you can go back to Yueji Mountain." ”

I'm angry. He said: "Leave me in Wolf City, and I will also be entertained with good food and drink." Isn't it my intention to starve to death by letting me eat these foods that even pigs hate? I don't call him Brother Ziyi anymore, I call him by name and surname: "Yu Tianluo, what kind of heart do you have?" ”

Zhenzhen and Yaya's mouth were wide open and couldn't be closed.

It's not just that my legs tremble with fright, and I break out in a cold sweat on my head and forehead, but it escalates to cramps in my legs, and I break out in cold sweat everywhere in my body.

No, they were frightened in vain.

Their Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not as angry as they imagined. Still with the same face as usual, there was no unhappiness at all, and he turned his head to order arrogance and arrogance: "Go to Nan'an City of the Human Race, go into the palace to find a few excellent cooks, cook, make pastries, make wine, and find Zixuan Palace." ”

The arrogance and the arrogance all said "no" in unison.

Immediately towards the middle and desolate borders.

In less than a month, Yu Tianluo's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, cutting vegetables, putting them in the pot, turning the spoon, stir-frying, and plating in one go.

No less skilled than the Terrans, who spend their days in the kitchen studying food.

Animals that fly in the sky, run on the ground, swim in the water, grow on trees, or crawl on leaves are made into plates of dishes that are full of color, taste, and fragrance, and stuffed into my mouth, so delicious that I almost swallow my tongue, and I have nothing to say.

Tired of eating big fish and meat, Yu Tianluo replaced it with a small pastry made by his novice.

Those small pastries, delicate, full of patterns, look moving, smell fragrant, eat the mouth cool tongue and teeth, sweet and palatable, full of sorrel.

I ate too many small pastries and had some dry mouth.

Yu Tianluo took all kinds of wine he brewed by himself.

It is made from the water of the cold pool in the high mountains, which is cool to drink but full of stamina; The shallow plate is placed under the split cliff wall where the green grass is lush and the leaves are drooping, and the dew on the grass blades is collected to brew, and the taste is fragrant and white; It is made with the dew in the dew plate, which is clear but not cold, thick and not hurtful, and is known as the "gentleman with both talent and virtue"; It is a wine made from grapes, which has a sweet taste and rich aroma......

I'm out of options.

There was only a long sigh, a miserable look of broken liver and intestines, and all organs were torn: "Hey, the sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass and sees endless delicious dishes." Worriedly, he asked Zhenzhen and Yaya: "You say, if I eat like this, will I become fat?" ”

Yaya hurriedly said, "No, Miss Murray." No matter how you eat, you're skinny. ”

I cried with a sad face: "I don't want to be thin, I want to be a big fat pig." ”

Tooth and tooth dumbfounded: "Why? ”

I said, "Because I have become a big fat pig, I have another excuse to scold your master for blood." ”

Zhenzhen and Yaya looked at each other.

The master of their family is cold to everyone. The expression on his face was unfathomable, and he was indisputably happy and angry, but a pair of dark eyes inexplicably had a sharp light like ice, like a snow-bright cold knife, killing people invisibly, which made people feel cowardly.

Only I'm not afraid of him.

Unreasonable, messing around. If you are unhappy, you don't give any affection, you kick your nose in the face, you have no mouth to cover, and you scold.

But the master of their family can tolerate me.