The last thing a cook can accept is to be suspicious of what he eats.

Linlang's forehead was bruised, and he said directly, "Don't you feel oily in the middle of the night, and you're not afraid of greasy heart pain?" ”

What's more, she just poured a lot of wine into her stomach, how can her stomach have such a good ability to bear it?

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it a little in her heart.

Subconsciously glanced at Xie Zhaoyi's face.

found that the other party was not only a little annoyed by the mouth. Instead, he was pulling it on the table, bowing his head aggrievedly and cooking.

looks like an unlucky child after being lectured by his mother.

"Why are you so fierce at a young age......"

Linlang's eyelids jumped.

Only then did I remember that this was a general, and there were five big and three rough men in the family, and it was estimated that they were not as particular and disciplined as other concubines.

She's a little funny.

But I still took a piece of pork out, chopped it into a grainy meat filling, added salt, onions, ginger, garlic and other condiments to adjust the taste, kneaded it into a ball, rolled the soaked glutinous rice and put it on the steamer.

The hot salty gravy is soaked in the soft and glutinous rice, and the aroma rushes straight to the heavenly lid as soon as it is opened.

Wrapping his hands with a damp cloth, Linlang carefully brought the steamer to the table.

"Eat it, be careful."

"How can you be so considerate at such a young age?" Xie Ying's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly reached out to fish, but was forced by the girl to stuff her chopsticks.

"Well, it would be better if there was a pot of wine!" took a bite of the glutinous rice ball, and Xie Zhaoyi did not forget to tentatively take an inch.

"If the mother likes it, the slave maid will brew a few jars for the mother next time. It's just that the wine hurts the body a lot, and I can't drink it anymore today. ”

Linlang began to pack the ingredients.

Anyway, she is leaving Lianyue Palace, and the small kitchen here is estimated to be useless.

"You still make wine?!" Xie Ying was sucked hot, but she couldn't stop her excitement.

Linlang is used to her appearance at this time, and she has no concubine...... No, it should be more accurate to say that it should be a woman, and there is no woman's appearance.

"The slave can make a lot of wine, and when I turn around, I will make a peach source wine for the mother first."

"What kind of wine is that? How come I've never heard of it after drinking so much? Little girl, don't fool me with nonsense. ”

Although she still disliked the bowl of radish soup just now, Xie Ying still ate it at this moment.

"When I finish brewing and taste it, won't I know if the wine is as good as its name?" Linlang worked hard to clean up the empty dishes and plates, and said while washing.

"It doesn't seem to be bluffing me, but there is."

Xie Zhaoyi couldn't find a little dignified on his body at all, and he was full of wine and food, and he crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Then I really want to taste it!" ”

After speaking, he touched the little girl's waist very naturally.

Linlang was startled, and almost hit her head with an empty bowl.

Nima.

She escaped the Pig's Trotter Emperor, but she didn't hide from his concubine?

Is this considered a workplace...... What kind of harassment is that?!

Seeing that the girl instinctively glared at her, Xie Ying realized what she had done.

She touched her nose a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, it's a habit, it's a habit...... As soon as I got used to it, this hand stretched out by itself......"

Linlang's face couldn't help but darken.

"Since the mother has finished eating, let's go back quickly! Slave to you! ”

Habit?

What a bad habit this is!

What did the General's Mansion and the General's Mansion teach their own girls?