The warm sunlight shone through the huge window on a princess bed, and Mo Lin, who had been in bed for a long time, finally broke free from the shackles of the soft bed. Dressed in a silk nightdress, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, put on her slippers, and washed up a little.

It was a slipper that went downstairs, and on the way I happened to meet the old housekeeper who was patrolling, and Mo Lin said hello very energetically.

The old housekeeper looked at the little girl, but he had a little headache, "Miss Molin, you missed breakfast again today." ”

Mo Lin stuck out his tongue, these days, the relationship between the old housekeeper and Mo Lin is closer than others. The elegant old butler will handle everything in an orderly manner, and fortunately, the old butler is always busy, otherwise the Norton Pavilion, which the two male hosts are unreliable, does not know what to do at this time.

Mo Lin raised a bright smile, grabbed the old butler's right arm, and said coquettishly, "It's finally the weekend, I just slept a little." ”

The old housekeeper was a little helpless, and he couldn't bear to scold this rather delicate and lovely little girl in his heart, so he just sighed, and obediently surrendered under the little girl's coquettishness, "I asked the servant to leave you some food, no matter what excuse you come up with today, you always have to eat it." After all......"

Mo Lin, who had been lectured so recently that he was about to become calloused, smiled and said in front of the old housekeeper, "After all, breakfast is the most important meal among the three meals...... Got it, Mr. Butler, I'll go to the kitchen. ”

As soon as these words came out, the old housekeeper was even more helpless, this little girl was good at everything, but she didn't know why she didn't like to eat breakfast very much. How to make this little ancestor eat breakfast obediently cost him a lot of energy. But once when the old housekeeper asked Mo Lin why he didn't like to eat breakfast, the little girl smiled like a flower, but said something that made the old housekeeper silent for a long time.

Where can you afford breakfast when you're in Downtown? Besides, breakfast is the most useless thing, after a few hours of eating and having lunch, you will be hungry quickly, it is better not to eat, save money, and eat more at noon.

The old butler opened his mouth, wanting to ask how the dinner was, but after seeing many scenery, he looked at Mo Lin's smile, and then had an answer to this question in his heart.

He frowned, his eyes full of worry, "Why did you come out in such a dress, although the heating in the Norton Pavilion is sufficient, but you ...... go on like this"

"Ann Ann Ann ......" Mo Lin hurriedly said, pushing behind the old butler with his tender little hands, and then snickered a little in the old butler's helpless expression, and then quickly disappeared from the sight of the old butler after a few times like a fawn tossing and turning in the woods.

The old butler shook his head, sighed helplessly, and then shook his head to continue his unfinished work.

On the other end, Mo Lin tossed and turned in the staggered aisles, and then he walked into the back kitchen of a Norton restaurant, greeted a few familiar cooks with a smile, wiped a croissant from the thermostatic baking tray, carried a small bottle of milk, and withdrew with a smile.

The cooks didn't even have time to ask what they wanted to eat at noon, so they could only watch the little girl, who was always happy, bouncing away.

I don't know how I can jump so happily in slippers.

These cooks from countless planes sighed, they all hurriedly packed their bags after the feast of bliss and hurried from their respective planes to the Norton Pavilion. They had only one mission, and that was to cook for the new family of the regal who had only recently emerged.

It may not sound like a difficult task, but in fact, in order to compete for this small number of places, countless chefs who are quite famous in their respective planes almost fight at the door of the feast. If it weren't for the food delivery person to keep order in time, maybe these chefs who have always been grumpy will have to take out kitchen knives and have a cooking competition, well, the one who loses becomes the kind of ingredients.

In short, under the orders of the food delivery person, those cooks had to go to the Plane of Bliss to conduct different competitions, and finally the feasters personally selected a dozen or so cooks with clean backgrounds and good skills, escorted by the soldiers sent by the dead country, all the way to the Orin Plane in the remote countryside.

But as soon as they arrived, the cooks were half cold.

The noble young man had been asleep since the feast of bliss. It's good now, they have eighteen kinds of martial arts, and they have nowhere to do it at this time. But the old butler quietly told them that the little girl had a close relationship with the young master. A group of cooks who are good at cooking but are good at people don't know the truth. For a while, all kinds of cooking practices came to play in the hands of these chefs.

The Manchu and Han Dynasty are considered to be a good man, and these cooks dare to slap the table at this time and make a gambling curse, to say that the ghost place of Orin, even the food in the palace is not as good as the croissant carried by the little girl.

However, these cooks are also arrogant masters, and cooking for the family members of the feasters is an opportunity to learn from the dragon, but cooking for a little Nizi, no matter how close the relationship between this little Nizi and that master is, there will inevitably be complaints after a long time.

Well, that's business as usual......

In the crisp and polite salutations of grandfather, uncle, brother, and sister in this little girl's mouth, there is also a bullshit complaint. Not to mention anything else, but seeing the small appearance of this Nizi eating without any food left, the cook who cooked the bowl couldn't help but smile even if his heart was high.

They are happy to cook for Molin, and there is no twist and circumstance for the reason. Just looking at the serious appearance of this little girl when eating, these cooks must feel that the kitchen knife in their hands is used so smoothly today.

But this is a pain for the old housekeeper.

On weekdays, I have to deal with all kinds of miscellaneous things in the Norton Pavilion, and I have to take time to go to the kitchen to adjust the scheduling of the chefs. Yes, it's scheduling.

This made the old butler a little crying and laughing, and when these cooks came, they somehow found the old butler and asked him to help make a schedule.

You do this meal, he does that meal, and the next meal is done by another person.

asked the reason, but got a reason that made the old housekeeper cry and laugh.

I'm afraid that the little girl will get tired of eating alone, besides, every chef is good at different dishes, and it's not beautiful to feed the little girl in a different way?

After repeated questioning, the group of cooks was embarrassed to tell the real reason.

It turned out that a few days ago, a few cooks didn't discuss it, and they made several meals at once. You must know that most of their diners on weekdays are not mortals, and the portions are already several times more than usual.

This time it's good, the full dishes directly occupy the largest table in the Norton Pavilion, Mo Lin, who has always cherished food, saw that table, his little face was full of sorrow, and he had the intention to invite these chefs to solve these delicacies together, but those cooks waved their hands again and again, saying that this would break the rules.

Helpless, Mo Lin could only open his horizons and shake people to eat one after another.

Morgan came, Moxiso came, Mosin also came with Manha, but the four of them looked at the food on the table, and they suddenly knew why this little girl, who had only met a few times, suddenly invited them to Norton Hall for dinner today. But these dishes are obviously not something that five people can solve.

But will they give up these dishes?

Apparently not!

After all, after seeing the embarrassed chefs standing on the sidelines, Moxiso was shocked, so he quietly sent a message to the other three, saying that these ordinary-looking dishes were made with top-quality ingredients, and it was good for ordinary people to eat them.

As a result, the inquisitors of the Inquisition Bureau, who were still idle, were called to have dinner by one of Morgan's group messages, dressed in all sorts of casual clothes; As a result, the steel furnace of precision gears stopped working for an unprecedented while, and a group of researchers who knew at a glance that they often stayed up late took off their research clothes and ran around in a crumpled shirt to mix rice; So, Mosin and Manha pinched their phones and thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't find a broken sword that was still in Orin, and in desperation, the two had to eat wildly regardless of their image, with the intention of reincarnating a starving ghost.

However, after a while, the food did not decrease because of the arrival of a large number of people, and Mo Lin had no choice but to look through his address book for a long time, and finally sent a message to a guy who didn't like it very much but didn't hate it. And it was noted that he wanted to bring more people, and after a while, Aka was invited to join the battle with a group of strangers.

There's no way, the raw materials used by these cooks are all raw materials that contain huge energy, and ordinary people have eaten a little bit of it. As for Mo Lin, the little girl, her body is weak and insufficient, and what she eats is a normal person's weight. With the identity of an ordinary person who can no longer be an ordinary person, how can there be no price for anchoring and locking up a dependent whose divinity has begun to show signs of getting out of control?

This is also one of the purposes for the cooks to be sent by the feasters, and after the medicinal diet of the cooks, Mo Lin and Po Sen have gradually escaped from some kind of catastrophic situation.

As soon as the old butler who had returned from running errands elsewhere pushed the door, he saw a group of people lying on their stomachs, humming and chirping. I didn't think too much about it, but I thought that Mo Lin had been a little bored lately, so he invited some people to a banquet.

hurriedly stepped forward to command the maids who were already busy everywhere, and after a lot of chickens and dogs jumped, even Po Sen, who had not seen the end of the dragon recently, came to mix rice with his teacher.

It wasn't until finally Mo Lin couldn't hold on and went back to his room and fell asleep that the old housekeeper gradually sent everyone out of the door. Originally, I thought about how my young lady could hold a banquet without discussing it with myself, so I asked several maids, and those maids who were quick with their hands and feet but not very active in their brains couldn't say why, but just said that the young lady had invited a group of people to Norton Hall for some reason.

And this puzzled old housekeeper hadn't found a chance to ask Mo Lin yet, but this group of cooks came to 'surrender themselves'.