Regarding the open and secret battles between these cooks, the old butler has a little headache, Mo Lin and those maids don't know that these cooks are arrogant, and he still doesn't understand the family of a crazy lady who followed Konstantin in the early years?

These guys are like a pack of wolves, it's nothing to appear alone, once they get together, they are bound to score a high and low score, just like a wolf pack must have a wolf king.

However, for the banquet that Mo Lin inadvertently made, the old housekeeper felt very happy. Since the Feast of Bliss Fran became stronger, Mo Lin has consciously not run out to play again except for going to school, even if the plane exchange meeting has begun, Mo Lin has always stayed in the Norton Pavilion, and he has no intention of going to wander around at all.

Obviously, this Nizi was a little frightened by the previous situation, but just when the old butler said that there would be servants to protect her in the dark, this little girl, who had always been a little delicate, shook her head and said something that surprised the old butler.

"I'm Franco's weakness right now, and if something really happens, it's going to be hard for a lot of people. Rather than having a bunch of strangers run around because of me, I'd rather give up my freedom and be a carefree caged canary. ”

When the old butler heard this, he was silent for a while, but he didn't expect this little girl to figure out this joint. He opened his mouth, but swallowed back into his stomach the words that would inevitably make the little girl angry under the smiling gaze of Mo Lin.

However, in his heart, he made a hard note to a certain guy, if it weren't for the suppression of the bubble defense, the old butler could only play one or two points of strength, and the so-called Manshu Shahua family would have been completely destroyed under the malicious gaze of the mad hustle.

Caged canary? The old man wants you to become rotten flowers in the grave!

Between the mood deflections, it seemed that he had been silent for a long time, but he was comforted by Mo Lin, "It's okay Mr. Housekeeper, I just happened to be able to watch a TV series or something recently." ”

There was not the slightest hint of impatience or resentment in his tone.

But it was such gentle words and a bright smile that pierced the old butler's chest like a spike, and it ached faintly.

Mo Lin, who was supposed to be wearing a beautiful little skirt and frolicking in the sun with his close friends of the same age, could only stay in this huge but not much life in the Norton Pavilion at this time, chatting with an old man every day to relieve his boredom. This kind of thing was like a boulder pressing on the old butler's chest, making him a little breathless.

However, Mo Lin didn't care, and happily climbed on the back of the white cloud, and galloped his horse in the huge garden.

Is a unicorn a horse?

That bright smile made the old housekeeper worry for a while, but at this time, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and hurriedly chased after the white clouds that had gradually disappeared, for fear that the little girl would fall.

Back to reality.

With a croissant in his mouth and a bottle of milk in his hand, Mo Lin pushed open the door of Fran's room with ease, completely ignoring the dense purple incantation on the door. Strange to say, the night after the feast of bliss, Fran hadn't woken up since he fell asleep. And those spells that make people a little dizzy under a closer look appear in Fran's bedroom so quietly, this is not unusual, those spells are just a layer of protection given to Fran by the Feast of Bliss, but the strange thing is that this layer of spells that would have prevented anyone from approaching Fran has no effect on Mo Lin in the slightest, as if those spells full of mysterious magic are just a slightly weird wallpaper.

Dan Yan took a look, but in the end he didn't see a reason, it could only be attributed to the fact that Mo Lin was contaminated with Furlong's breath, and Mi Yi recognized her as Furlong. As soon as this sentence came out, Poson was the first to panic, and asked his sister several times about the relationship between his sister and Fran.

At first, Mo Lin didn't react, but under the ill-intentioned prompting of the dark clouds, Po Sen was bullied by his sister very badly that day. But looking at the smile between Poson's eyebrows, you can know that his whistling and howling in pain is just pretending.

The Feast of Bliss's guardian spell didn't work for Molin, but it made the little girl always like to bring her breakfast to Furron's bedroom. Looking at Fran, who was sleeping as before, Mo Lin pouted a little unhappily, it had been almost half a month. My brother has been in the ivory tower lately, and he hasn't even been to the secret laboratory behind the Norton Pavilion for a long time, and the dark clouds don't know what he's been busy with lately, and he can only see it occasionally when he eats. Sister Lilac's tailor shop has been busy recently, and a few days ago I asked if I was interested in going over there to help, but Mo Lin rejected Sister Lilac's kindness on the grounds that her ability was too poor, after all, she seemed to only cause trouble to others in the past.

Between the thoughts flying, the croissant went down to the stomach with milk, pinched the small fat on the stomach with some distress, a delicate little face was full of sadness, and muttered to himself, "I'm fat again, I have to let the cooks do less today, and if it goes on like this, I won't even be able to wear a skirt at that time." ”

A somewhat weak voice came from the bed, "If you can't put it on, make a new one." ”

Mo Lin looked startled, and then looked at Fran, who had already opened his eyes, a little incredulous, and let out a rather cute exclamation, "Ah! Are you awake? ”

Fran stretched out his hand, as if trying to prop himself up, but he had clearly overestimated his current weak body, and a rattling sound of bone activity sounded, but it didn't make Fran support his body with his arms.

Seeing that Franco, who was thinking about him, finally woke up, I don't know why, at this time, Mo Lin didn't rush forward, but just looked at Fran's ugliness with a smile.

Fran was a little embarrassed by her, and his face, which had been calm since he woke up, had some mood swings, and he was thinking about trying again, but he saw Mo Lin stand up, unceremoniously pointed to his nose, and opened his mouth with a gust of wind,

"You must not move again!" The little girl's eyebrows were raised, like an angry little beast, and then she ran out with her slippers, "I'll go find the old butler!" ”

Fran was stunned for a moment, but a warm current flashed in his heart, he didn't know what Mo Lin's behavior was for at this time, but he was afraid that his awakening would not meet the rules of the secret ritual, which would cause something to go wrong. Although the possibility of this situation is very small, Mo Lin will not care about those, once it involves his family, he can't be too careful.

But he didn't dare to go against the little girl's wishes, so Fran lay quietly on the bed, quietly looking out the window, it should be daytime, and a little light stubbornly penetrated into this somewhat gloomy bedroom through the thick curtains.

The sound of slippers soon sounded again, and this time there were many chaotic footsteps, presumably the old butler with a kind of servant following behind Mo Lin.

In just a few breaths, the old butler, whose cheeks were reddened by the rapid running, stepped into the gloomy bedroom with a look of surprise in his eyes.

When the old butler saw Fran turn his head, he bowed and saluted, "Salute you, feast on your crown." ”

Looking at the somewhat puzzled Fran, the old housekeeper clapped his hands, and a group of servants began to clean up the bedroom that had not been cleaned for half a month, the precious carpet was dragged out of the bedroom by them, and then replaced with a new carpet, a servant walked to the windowsill, slowly opened the curtains, and let the warm late autumn sun shine in this room, the heavy glass window was pushed open, and the air in the bedroom that had been depressed for a long time finally began to flow, and the fresh air poured into the room, It dispelled the annoying gloom a little.

Fran sat up from the bed with the help of the old butler and put his feet in the cotton slippers he had just prepared. The old butler and Mo Lin were alone, and helped Fran to the restaurant.

The cooks, who had already received the news, began to work diligently, and all kinds of indescribable kitchen utensils began to quickly process all kinds of precious ingredients, and those ingredients flew up and down, which became a delicious dish that ordinary people had never even seen.

At this time, there are already maids waiting quietly at the door of the back kitchen, making sure that as soon as a dish is ready, it will be served to the table immediately.

Pre-dinner appetizers have been served on the table, and Franc's usual food has been carefully considered, and the pickles and pickles that the chefs have been brewing since arriving in Orin have finally come in handy.

But don't underestimate these ordinary foods, these dishes that can be seen everywhere in daily life are often the most difficult to make, to say a no-exaggeration, a hundred people make it, there may be more than a thousand flavors.

A few sour and crunchy cucumbers in his mouth, but Furlong's long-empty stomach began to protest, but at this time the first course was on the table, it was a fried rice that looked plain and uninspiring, but in fact it was fragrant, the cook stood proudly aside, playing the role of commentary, but Fran, who had just woken up from his slumber, had the heart to listen to those, and a few chops pulled down, and the plate of fried rice with absolutely a lot of weight had become a delicacy in the stomach. In this scene, the chef who played a trick and did the fastest cooking regretted it vigorously, and he would have made more if he had known the portion. Why bother to grab a name in a vain head, make such a 'convenient and fast' dish.

The cook didn't care about sighing at this time, and hurriedly retreated, and rushed to the kitchen, loudly telling the other cooks not to be stingy with ingredients when cooking, and to make more portions.

As for why not?

Tsk, in order to prevent these arrogant guys from making a fuss, the old housekeeper stipulated that one person could only cook one dish. This made a group of cooks complain, obviously they felt that they could capture the stomach of the master with just one dish, but ......

The more opportunities for this kind of performance, the better.