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"It turns out that Grandpa He, you are really a chef!"

Peg finally believed that the old man who sat across from her, who looked like a great poet of antiquity, was a chef.

"Grandpa He, you must be very good at cooking!" Pei Ge looked at He Lao very curiously, and said very seriously.

He Lao couldn't help but be a little interested when he heard Pei Ge's affirmative words.

"Why do you say I'm a good cook?"

He Lao is indeed a master in the culinary world.

But he believed that this little girl who recognized him as a poet definitely didn't know him, so he asked Pei Ge like this.

"Because, Grandpa He, you don't look like an ordinary person~" Pei Ge blinked his eyes and said to He Lao with a smile.

"Haha~ You girl, you have good eyesight!" He Lao laughed, and it seemed that he was very comfortable with Pei Ge's 'sycophant'.

"Poof~!" The Hanfu woman couldn't help but laugh when she listened to the conversation between the old and the young.

And Ji Ziming, who was sitting next to Peige, only discovered today that the stupid woman sitting next to him was so good at 'patting on the back'.

"But ah, this reason doesn't count." After He Lao finished laughing, he straightened his face and looked at Pei Ge, "Girl, you have a reliable answer, otherwise, Grandpa He won't make you something to eat later." ”

As soon as He Lao's words fell, Pei Ge, as a foodie, suddenly became a little nervous.

Without thinking about it, she told the truest answer in her heart.

"I've heard people say that Ziming's tongue is the most picky. I don't eat non-top food, so since Ziming said that he would bring me to eat today, he must have brought me to eat top food! ”

After Pei Ge finished talking about what he thought in his heart, he added a few more words.

"Moreover, Grandpa He doesn't look like an ordinary person, so! Grandpa He, your cooking skills must be very good! ”

After Pei Ge finished speaking, He Lao and the woman in Hanfu laughed again.

In this room, only Ji Ziming did not smile, but stared at Pei Ge with a helpless expression.

This stupid woman is really here to eat, and she dares to say anything.

"Haha~ Indeed, Ziming's tongue has always been very picky." He Lao glanced at Ji Ziming with a smile, and his voice was full of ridicule.

"Hehe......" Pei Ge laughed twice in Ji Ziming's burning gaze, and touched his head a little weakly.

Well, she didn't actually say anything she couldn't say, that nasty ghost, why did she look at her like this?

"Okay, girl, what do you want to eat?" After He Lao took a sip of tea, he stroked his beard with a smile, and asked Pei Ge very kindly.

"What do I want to eat?" Peige's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the food.

"Yes, what do you want to eat? I'm a bad old man, but the best thing is cooking, and I can cook a lot of dishes. Whether it's a Manchurian banquet or home-cooked food, I'm very good at it. He Lao said to Pei Ge with a smile, with indescribable confidence and pride in his tone.

Listening to He Lao's words, Pei Ge's mouth suddenly secreted saliva.

Manchu and Han full seats...... Wow! Grandpa He is really amazing!

Pei Ge blinked, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "As long as it's delicious, I love to eat it!" ”

Looking at Pei Ge's greedy appearance of swallowing saliva, Ji Ziming snorted lightly.

"No, Grandpa He doesn't like to hear your answer." He Lao smiled and shook his head, as if he had to ask Pei Ge to name a few dishes she liked to eat.

Pei Ge saw that He Lao was so insistent on asking her to tell her why she came, so he had to report a few dishes that he liked to eat.

"Just a few dishes?" After He Lao saw that Pei Ge had finished speaking, he asked again.

Pei Ge nodded and said softly: "Well, it's not me who eats alone, you can decide for yourself the rest." ”

Seeing Pei Ge, after not saying anything, He Lao nodded with a smile and said, "You girl, what you love to eat turns out to be home-cooked food." ”

"Yes~" Pei Ge said without hesitation, "Although there are many delicious dishes, my favorite food is home cooking!" ”

Ji Ziming's eyes suddenly lit up when he listened to Peige's words, but soon, his brows frowned tightly.

But unfortunately, no one paid attention to Ji Ziming's body, so no one saw the expression on Ji Ziming's face.

"Okay, I'll make you a few home-cooked dishes that this old man of mine is good at!" He Lao said to Pei Ge with a smile.

Pei Ge listened to He Lao's words, swallowed his saliva, and nodded vigorously, the look on his face seemed to be very happy.

"Grandpa He, do you need me to help you?"

After seeing He Lao stand up from his chair, Pei Ge also stood up.

He Lao smiled and waved his hand, and said with a smile: "I cook, but I never need someone to help me." ”

Pei Ge listened to He Lao's words, nodded, and thought in his heart, it was really a chef!

As a result, He Lao hadn't finished saying this sentence for a long time, and he saw He Lao suddenly turn his head and look at Ji Ziming.

"Ziming, you kid, come in with me and give me a hand."

"......" Ji Ziming.

"......" Peg.

Grandpa He! As you just said, you never need someone to do it for you?! You're kidding me, aren't you? It's changing so fast!

Or is it that you can only enter men's kitchens, not women's!

Maybe Pei Ge's eyes were too hot, He Lao smiled like a fox and said to Pei Ge: "Hehe, girl, grandpa, this is for your good, let your boyfriend give me a hand, maybe, I can learn a few tricks!" ”

"In this way, in the future, you will be able to eat the food that this kid cooked for you!"

As soon as He Lao's words were finished, the reactions of the two people who were the parties were different!

Pei Ge, who was called a girl by He Lao, listened to He Lao's words, no matter how he listened to it, he felt that it was unreliable!

Not to mention, how difficult it is to learn to cook, it is not a skill that can be learned after a few glances.

also put aside the fact that Ji Ziming, a nasty ghost, is her fake boyfriend.

Just to say, Ji Ziming, a nasty ghost, can cook, and he also cooks for her? It's completely impossible, isn't it?

How could such an arrogant and indifferent man cook for a woman gently! It's scary to think about! Completely impossible, okay!

As for the other party, Ji Ziming's mood is much more angry.

His gaze glared fiercely at He Lao.

Such a confidential thing, is it really good for you to say it!!