After so many days of hard work outside, Qin Feng finally returned to the Qin Mansion.

After showering and changing, he lay down heavily on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark, and the lady dressed in white was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting quietly.

"How long have I been asleep?" Qin Feng pinched his eyebrows, most of the previous fatigue had faded.

"I slept for about three hours." Liu Jianli replied softly.

"It's been so long." Qin Feng slowly sat up, and then asked, "Lady, why are you here?"

"I heard Ningshuang say that you haven't had a good meal for a long time, so I thought I'd make you some." Liu Jianli's red lips opened lightly, and when he spoke, there was a touch of pink on the tip of his ear.

When she returned to Liufu before, Qin Feng was called away by her father, and her mother pulled her to say many things about how to get along with husband and wife.

One of them is that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grab a man's stomach.

At this moment, Liu Jianli can still remember the triumphant appearance of her mother when she recalled.

Mother said that it was only by relying on her first-hand cooking skills that she firmly dragged her father in the palm of her hand.

Thinking of this, Liu Jianli took a light breath and brought the plate on the table behind him to Qin Feng.

"You made it all yourself?" Qin Feng's eyes widened, and he was a little surprised.

"Hmm." Liu Jianli bowed slightly, and answered softly in his nasal voice.

There is not much food, but it is better to be exquisite, and it looks good.

A bowl of noodles, a bowl of button meat, two vegetables, and a soup are all available.

The most important thing is that Qin Feng originally thought that the lady was the kind of goddess who did not touch the spring water with her ten fingers and only sought the divine martial sword.

But I didn't expect that the lady would go into the kitchen to do these things for him.

"Lady." Qin Feng choked up a little, he was really moved.

"This is the first time I've done this, try it, how does it taste?" Liu Jianli brushed the hair around his ears, Xia Fei cheeks, and spoke softly.

Qin Feng immediately couldn't wait to pick up the rice bowl, and said while moving the chopsticks, "How can the lady's craftsmanship be bad? I'll try this ruddy button first, well, really. Huh?"

When he chewed it in his mouth, he noticed that something was wrong, although the meat looked good, but it tasted so strange.

If I had to describe it, it would feel like a candy jar bursting in my mouth.

Looking at the lady's radiant and expectant eyes, Qin Feng forcibly swallowed the buckle meat, and then gave a thumbs up: "I have never tasted the buckle meat that impressed me so deeply, it is really a must in the world!"

I'll try these two vegetables again, and they look appetizing."

Even if the vegetables taste strange, they won't be difficult to swallow, right?

Qin Feng thought like this in his heart, and then put the green vegetables in his mouth, and then the whole person was messy in the wind.

Why stir-fry vegetables, also add sugar, what kind of dark cuisine is this!

"How?" Liu Jianli asked again.

Qin Feng smiled extremely reluctantly: "It tastes great!"

When Liu Jianli heard this, her smile was like a flower: "You try this bowl of soup again, I have been boiling it for a long time."

"Okay." Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, held a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and then burst into tears.

Sure enough, there was a lot of sugar in the soup!

It's not so much soup as sugar water.

Seeing this, Liu Jianli asked softly, "What's wrong? But the soup doesn't taste good?"

Qin Feng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I just have never drunk such a delicious soup, so I am a little moved."

After saying this, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and emptied all the dishes in one go.

At least, this noodle is still normal.

After the plate was cleaned, Qin Feng took a sip of tea and prayed in his heart, don't get diabetes

He held the sword glass and said earnestly, "Lady, let's go into the kitchen less in the future, the oil smoke there is too heavy.

Besides, if I eat such delicious meals so often in the future, I won't be able to eat anything else."

Liu Jianli bowed slightly: "I understand, if you still want to eat next time, just tell me."

"Hmm." Qin Feng nodded heavily.

Leaving the room with the dinner plate, Lan Ningshuang couldn't wait to step forward, glanced at the empty plate, and smiled: "Miss, your cooking skills are really good, my uncle has eaten them all!"

Liu Jianli took out a blank piece of paper from his arms and replied softly, "Thanks to the recipes my mother gave me, I followed the recipe above."

This was a bit unexpected: "Madame still has such ability? Miss, can I see the recipe?"

"Yes."

Lan Ningshuang took the recipe and looked at it, and then showed a slightly strange look: "Miss, why do you add so many spoonfuls of sugar to these dishes?"

"My mother told me that sugar can enhance freshness and flavor, so the more the merrier, and the meals she cooked for her father back then were also like this, and every time my father finished eating, he was full of praise."

Lan Ningshuang didn't know how to cook, so she could only nod ignorantly: "I see, is there any left of these meals?" I also want to try Madame's ancestral craft!"

Liu Jianli shook his head when he heard this: "There are no more."

"Huh? That's a shame." Lan Ningshuang looked regretful.

When he woke up early in the morning of the second day, Qin Feng was still a little sick to his stomach, yesterday's dark cooking almost made his psychological defense line collapse.

Fortunately, for the sake of the beautiful lady, he finally persevered.

When he came to the lobby, the table was full of breakfast, and everyone did not start to move their chopsticks, obviously waiting for him.

He sat down next to Liu Jianli, who thoughtfully filled him with porridge.

Qin Feng's hands that took the porridge bowl trembled obviously, this porridge wouldn't be made by a lady, right?

glanced at the second brother not far away, who had already begun to feast and did not show any abnormality.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief before he moved his chopsticks.

Well, it's a normal taste.

"By the way, I have something to go to Liufu today, so I won't come back for lunch."

"What's that?" Daddy wondered.

For his own family, Qin Feng naturally couldn't hide it, so he told the truth about the gunpowder.

Dad put down the dishes and chopsticks, looking solemn.

"If gunpowder is as magical as you say, then take it seriously.

You just said that you want to cooperate with the imperial court, the army, and the demon slaying division, the imperial court relies on the patriarch of the god workshop, and the army can borrow the Liu family's Shenhou army.

Is there a way to slay demons?"

Qin Feng replied truthfully, "I don't have much confidence over the Demon Slayer Division, so I can only rely on Lord Zhou's letter of recommendation and the relationship with the Spear Immortal and the Knife Maniac seniors."

Daddy nodded, and asked again, "When will you go to slay the demon division?"

Qin Feng thought for a moment, he went to Liu's house during the day, and at night he had to be slaughtered by the guy who dressed as a man.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow will have more time."

Daddy snorted and said no more.