Two days have passed since the last time Wang Yan said that he was hungry, and in the past two days, Wang Yan has been drinking the clear water rice porridge that Nan Puyue fed himself. Although he can do it himself at the moment, he can't resist Nan Puyue's will, and he will do it himself, even the matter of Wang Yan eating, but whenever Wang Yan wants to make a move, he responds to him with a cute and vicious look.

Two days ago, I didn't feel anything when I first ate clear porridge, and the strong hunger at that time made him feel that everything he ate was delicious in the world, even tasteless clear porridge.

But in the past two days, Wang Yan's meals have been clear porridge, and he will feel bored when he often eats big fish and meat, not to mention clear porridge, he feels extremely flat in his mouth in the past two days, and he always wants to eat a little food with a taste, even if it is the sour taste he hated the most.

But Nanpu Yue is not, every day Wang Yan is waiting for only clear porridge, Nanpu Yue is beautiful and said that the injured can't eat heavy food, plain is the best, but Wang Yan found that Nanpu Yue and the little maid usually eat clear porridge, but they didn't feel anything wrong, so they seemed to have been used to it.

After two days of secretly detecting Wang Yan, he knew that the master and servant could not cook, and every time they prepared food, Nan Puyue did it himself, and Nan Puyue could only cook porridge.

People are always missing, and if you have something, you will lose something.

The medical skills that God gave to Nanpu Yue Zhuoqun deprived her of her talent in cooking.

At noon, seeing Nan Puyue walking into the room with a bowl of porridge, Wang Yan had a headache.

Nanpu Yue just wanted to feed Wang Yan, but Wang Yan only pressed down the rice bowl, and looked at the woman in front of him with a wicked smile, "Nan girl, don't you know how to cook, why are you porridge and little water every day." ”

Nan Puyue's eyes flickered a little, lowered her head slightly, and explained stubbornly: "How can there be, I will, you are still a patient, or a ......"

"It's better to be light. Wang Yan interrupted Nan Puyue's words and sat up directly from the bed, and then jumped on the ground twice, jumping up to a height of two meters from the ground, which is a height that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime, even if it is a monk of the first-grade body refining realm, it is a little difficult to reach this height.

Then Wang Yan swung a punch forward, the fist roared, and the room suddenly burst into a violent wind.

Wang Yan looked at Nan Puyue and said with a smile: "Even if there is a strong bison in front of me, I can kill it with one punch, my body has already improved after the last medicinal bath, but my cultivation has not yet recovered, so it is not too much to eat something with a taste." ”

Nan Puyue ruthlessly dropped the porcelain bowl in her hand on the wooden table, making a loud noise, to vent the dissatisfaction in her heart, "If you want to eat, you can eat, if you don't like to eat, make it yourself, anyway, I will do this." ”

After Wang Yan pondered for a moment, he suddenly realized that the proposal to cook by himself felt very good. It's boring to sleep every day, and I finally found a meaningful thing to do, so that I can teach Nan Puyue and her little maid to know that there are thousands of flavors in this world in addition to clear porridge.

This life is short, how can you only have clear porridge for the rest of your life. People always have to see all the good things and eat the delicious food, so that they will not have regrets. It's never too late to go through all of this.

Without waiting for Nan Puyue to continue to have emotions, Wang Yan returned directly to the wooden table, picked up the porcelain bowl in Nan Puyue's hand, and drank the porridge in the bowl cleanly.

"It's really delicious! But it's not okay to drink it all the time, what you just said is right, if it doesn't work, I'll make it myself, today I want you to taste my craftsmanship, as long as someone eats it, they say it's good." Wang Yan said and gave himself a thumbs up, full of confidence in his cooking skills, such good cooking skills, of course, benefited from Wang Luomei's tricky mouth.

Nan Puyue looked at Wang Yan with a frightened expression, "You actually know how to cook?"

In her memory, he was not even as good as her in terms of cooking.

"If it's fake, the new generation of kitchen gods will go down to earth, and you will have to take it orally tonight. ”

Nanpu Yuezai carefully looked at Wang Yan and didn't find any clues, and she was also curious about Wang Yan's cooking skills, so she simply agreed to Wang Yan's proposal.

The first thought that came to the little maid who was notified that she was going to Yuyin City to buy vegetables was whether this Wang Yan was going to poison them.

The little maid has been poor since she was a child, and when she was five years old, her parents sold it to such a medical hall at the price of Baiwen, and Nanpu Yue was only two years old that year.

The family was poor and naturally did not eat good things since childhood, the most is wild vegetables, Gu Su is also only available during the New Year's Festival, and it is clear porridge that is eaten every day after being sold to the hospital, and the master of Nanpu Yue at that time - the medical saint is still alive. It's just that this medical saint doesn't know how to cook, but if he has a little cooking skills, Nan Puyue is not a woman who can only cook porridge now.

The little maid hasn't eaten a delicious meal since she was born, and even if she goes to Yuyin City to buy it, she will go back quickly. Every time he smelled the tempting fragrance, it would make her feel fascinated, although he was very suspicious of Wang Yan's original intentions, but he couldn't resist the entanglement of roundworms in his stomach.

In an hour, the little maid rushed back from Yuyin City, and the little maid who had no experience in buying vegetables didn't know what to buy when she came to the vegetable market, so she simply bought a lot of vegetables and spices.

Wang Yan took the vegetable basket in the little maid's hand and went straight to the kitchen, "You wait for me for an hour at most, and I will let you know what the most delicious meal is in the world." ”

Wang Yan opened and closed in the kitchen, busy and happy, sitting quietly in the hall, the master and servant duo, suddenly a burst of the smell of food, the fragrance made the two of them taste delicious, can no longer sit still, and came to the kitchen to look at Wang Yan's busy figure.

"Don't worry, just have a side dish, soon. Wang Yan had already sensed the arrival of the two, and continued to stir-fry the dishes in his hands.

Walking closer, the fragrance was even more interesting, and the little maid licked her chapped lips regardless of her image, and was eager to try the finished dishes next to her, but was knocked on the head by Nan Puyue, "Wang Gongzi, you haven't come yet, why are you so rude." ”

"Oh. Although the little maid agreed, the greedy look in her eyes was about to come out.

"Alright. Wang Yan held the freshly minced meat and eggplant in his left hand, and three bowls of newly added rice in his right hand.

"How dare you let the prince suffer. The little maid came to Wang Yan in a hurry, took the dish in Wang Yan's hand, took a deep breath, and her face was full of satisfaction.

"Let's eat. The three of them moved the bamboo chopsticks in their hands, and Nan Puyue, who had just begun to chew slowly, still did not resist the temptation and joined the camp competing for food.