Chapter Ninety-Seven: IOU

"It's... Chicken?"

Looking at the second dish served by Qianqiao, Lin Jia swallowed his saliva and asked.

"This is fried Yanlong chicken with burning juice~"

Qian Qiao was a little amused when she saw that her cousin looked covetous.

"What about this?"

Nangong Zhengyang pointed to the third dish that Qian Qiao took out.

"Daddy, this is a little fried Xiquan beef~"

"Can you just ask if you don't want to serve a dish?"

Qi Jian couldn't stand it anymore, are all hungry wolves reincarnated?

"Hehe, aren't they all hungry..."

Nangong Zhengli came out to play a round game, and Qian Qiao saw that no one asked again, so she brought out the rest of the dishes.

"Qianqiao, I didn't expect you to have this craft, it seems that my cousin will have a good fortune in the future~"

Lin Jia looked at the six dishes and one soup on the table and licked the corners of his lips, already thinking about his future food.

"Girl, you've caught up with Uncle Qi at this level~ Look at this color, you know it's delicious at a glance~"

Qi Blade pointed to the colorful and fragrant meal, and praised it very face-savingly.

"Hey~It's okay~"

Only Nangong Wenqing frowned slightly, and regretted it a little, this is only six dishes, which is not enough for a few juniors to stuff their teeth, so just throw them all out...

"Ahem, that... Third uncle, we can... Did it start?"

Nangong Zhengli opened his mouth under the instigation of the eyes of several people, no way, I wasn't hungry at first, but now I was a little hungry when I saw these dishes.

"Hmm..."

Nangong Wenqing, who was going to throw a few people out, still compromised after coming into contact with Qianqiao's equally expectant eyes.

"Oh~~~~"

Seeing Nangong Wenqing nodding, everyone cheered, and only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding on the table was left, and it could be described as a storm after a meal.

Qian Qiao was stunned by the appearance of several people, this is how many days she hasn't eaten?

"Ahem, these dishes made by Qianqiao taste good. ”

Seeing Qianqiao's surprised expression, Nangong Zhengli coughed, his face slightly red.

I didn't expect that I would be so out of shape in front of my juniors, but fortunately, Chuan'er was busy consolidating the realm and didn't come over, otherwise the image of a strict father he established in front of his son would be gone.

"Now that we've eaten well, it's time to talk about the Treasure Pavilion brand. ”

Nangong Wenqing looked at his eldest nephew for a long time, waiting for him to make a statement.

"Huh, what's the brand?"

Nangong Zhengyang was the first to speak, looking at the third uncle with some confusion.

"Cough, third uncle, I've given away two of these brands, and then I'll send them... Something doesn't fit, right?"

Nangong Zhengli tried to reason with the third uncle.

"Well, then you can think about it separately. ”

Nangong Wenqing didn't force it, and let Nangong Zhengli think of one by himself.

"Otherwise~ I think he really doesn't have anything to send now, this time I'll make an IOU first, if Qianqiao encounters something that can't be solved in the future, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds for Zhengli to come forward?"

Lin Jia was full of food and drink, and now he can say that he is in a very happy mood, and it is rare to say a good word for his eldest cousin.

"Well, yes. ”

Nangong Wenqing nodded, this is not a bad way.

Qianqiao looked at a few people in confusion, how could she have a meal and give gifts? But when I thought that I had won a promise from my uncle for nothing, I was still a fool if I didn't take advantage of it~

After several people here agreed, seeing that it was not early, they left one after another.

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"Qianqiao, can you gain anything from the two-day competition?"

Nangong Wenqing stopped Qian Qiao, who was about to go upstairs to rest, he had not had time to ask before, and now was the right time.

"Compared to the harvest, I encountered a problem today, I wonder if the third uncle is interested?"

Qianqiao walked back to the table and sat down, maybe the third uncle guild knew something about the golden dee.

"Well, let's hear it..."