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Because, it was shattered by the internal force of Qin Jun and Mo Weiran.

At the moment when the purple shellfish was crushed, the two of them put away the internal force transmitted by the silver chopsticks at the same time.

The two put down their silver chopsticks, glanced at each other, and saw the eager fireworks in each other's eyes.

Although some people are usually low-key and introverted, there are some things that must be won and lost. Like what......

Ming Fei felt the strange surge coming from the dining table, and she said: "Stop, Miss Ben knows that Miss Ben's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world, you don't need to grab Miss Ben's cooking skills endlessly, there are a lot of dishes, enough for you to eat, you don't need to rob." ”

As she spoke, she instructed the maid on the side, "Go to the big kitchen and make a bowl of noodles and send it, Miss Ben wants to eat noodles." ”

Really, she didn't dare to eat the dishes that she had added some ingredients.

In the midst of the dark tide of the three men, his father has already tasted all the eight dishes.

Looking at her father's colorful facial expressions, she really wanted to laugh.

In order not to poison her little stomach, she wisely chose the delicious noodles made by the kitchen master.

Ming Million immediately spoke: "My country's duke also wants a bowl of noodles, these dishes are not enough." ”

The maid was about to take the order, but she heard Ming Fei say: "One bowl is enough, Miss Ben has prepared flower rolls, go to the kitchen and bring them over to Grandpa Guo and the three sons to eat." ”

"Yes. The two maids divided into two routes, one went to the big kitchen to serve noodles, and the other went to the small kitchen of Philo Garden to get flower rolls.

Ming Million looked resentful: "Fei'er, I'm hungry for my father." ”

"Don't worry, doesn't your father love your precious daughter's cooking skills the most? The corners of Ming Fei's lips curled into a smile.

Who told you to come uninvited, she just wanted to see what Qin Jun with the face of the Ten Thousand Year Glacier would have when he ate these dishes, since Daddy is here, then he will suffer with Qin Jun!

And those two uninvited people, be sure to eat all the dishes she cooked.

As for Qin Jun, let's make up for it another day!

Anyway, if they can't come, Qin Jun can't escape the destruction of these "delicacies".

Ming Fei greeted the three beautiful men who watched their father and daughter interact, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you attracted by the food of the Guogong Mansion?

The three beautiful men picked up the silver chopsticks again, picked up the dishes in front of them, and ate them at the same time.

Ming Million coughed dryly and looked at the three young people with different expressions with a smile.

Ming Fei only stared at Qin Jun, wanting to see Qin Jun's expression, but found that Qin Jun was really cultivated, and only twisted his eyebrows when he first put the food in his mouth, and then chewed lightly, and then swallowed.

The most exaggerated thing is Mo Weiqing, as soon as he put it in his mouth, he spit it out.

"Fei'er, it's so spicy, how many chili peppers did you put in?" Mo Weiqing took the mouthwash handed by the maid, and asked Mingfei after rinsing his mouth.

There was no reproach in the tone, but a kind of conversation between relatives.

Ming Fei frowned slightly, she didn't like Mo Weiqing to call her Fei'er, she stiffened her face and said, "Spicy chicken, of course spicy." You ruined Miss Ben's hard cooking, and Miss Ben was very angry. ”

"Uh......" Mo Weiqing choked.

Mo Weiran was also like Qin Jun, he ate calmly, but his skills were not as profound as Qin Jun, so he asked the maid to pour warm water and drink half a cup.

"Fei'er, there's a bit of salt. Mo Weiran said.

"The first time I cooked, I was a little scrambling. Ming Fei responded.

Mo Weiqing pursed his mouth, why did he look at Qin Jun with gentle eyes, and his response to the prince was also polite, but he didn't have a good face for him.

Ming Fei looked at Qin Jun and asked, "How does it taste?"

"Sweet. Qin Jun said.

Ming Fei said: "I didn't put sugar!"

Ming Million coughed dryly and said, "Fei'er, there are indeed two dishes that are very sweet." ”

Ming Fei pondered and said, "Oh! I confused salt with sugar. ”

The face is serious, but in fact, the heart has long been happy.

When the four men heard Ming Fei's answer, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Salt and sugar will be mixed, and she can make eight dishes and one soup, which really embarrass her.

At this time, the maid held a tray and put a bowl of fragrant fried noodles on the plate.

The maid put the noodles in front of Ming Fei.

Under the attention of the four beautiful men, Ming Fei calmly took a small bite of the noodles in the bowl.

Smelly, delicious and super!

Ming Fei ate three bites of noodles, picked up an embroidered handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, raised her eyes to look at the four beautiful men who looked at her, and said, "You can eat too! ”

The four beautiful men had different expressions and did not move their chopsticks for a long time.

Ming Fei calmly froze: "I think what I made is unpalatable, you can not eat it, but Miss Ben will hold a grudge." ”

Qin Jun was the first to pick up the chopsticks, pick up another dish, and eat it elegantly.

Ming Fei smiled with satisfaction.

Sure enough, it's a good friend of hers.

She looked at the other three again, especially Mo Weiqing, who didn't give him a good face at all.

Ming Million didn't give up, and said, "You have to eat for your father?"

"Of course. Ming Fei nodded.

In the end, under Ming Fei's obscenity, the three of them picked up chopsticks and picked up the dishes that had never been clamped before.

Because Ming Million had tasted it all once, he chose a dish that didn't taste good, and ate it with the flower rolls sent by the maid.

In this way, for lunch, the four beautiful men ate the super "food" made by Ming Fei, and looked at the small bowl of fried sauce noodles in front of Ming Fei with envy.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Ming Fei also ate the side dishes of the fried noodles, and she did not forget to instruct the four of them to eat all the dishes she cooked.

From beginning to end, Ming Fei didn't taste a bite of the "food" she made.

For Qin Jun calmly eating the dishes without any uncomfortable expression, she was satisfied and dissatisfied, and she didn't see him with too many expressions, so she was not satisfied.

But Qin Jun supported her very strongly no matter what state she was in, and she was very satisfied.

His father is accustomed to his baby daughter's cooking, and he is also happy to eat.

Mo Weiran ate different cuisines with different tastes, and his heart became more and more excited.

Ming Fei's temperament is getting more and more different from the past.

Mo Weiqing didn't know why, from the beginning of the vomit, to the end of the meal with relish.

Eight dishes and one soup, with the joint efforts of the four beautiful men, bottomed out.

Ming Fei made a summary and said with a smile: "Next time Miss Ben is invited to a banquet, who dares to come?"

"Yes. Qin Jun said, he glanced at Ming Fei, no matter how unpalatable she was, but the focus was on his heart, he was happy to support it.

After Mo Weiran took a sip of warm water, he replied, "Be on call." ”

Seeing that the other two men all answered happily, Mo Weiqing naturally couldn't be left behind, he said, "Why don't you dare!"

Ming Million said: "My father has always been." ”

The answer of the three people, Ming Fei was quite satisfied.

As for Mo Weiqing's answer, she ignored it directly.

The scumbag wants to change his mind, but there is no door.

The maids removed the scraps and replaced them with fragrant tea.

Ming Fei removed the maid in the hall and began to talk about business, she did not shy away from Mo Weiran, she asked Mo Weiqing: "When did you know that my father returned to Beijing safely?"

"Before the death of the head of the Wang family. Mo Weiqing replied, with a little joy in his eyes, because Ming Feina was looking at him squarely.

"Does Brother Ran know?" asked Ming Fei.

Mo Weiran nodded and chuckled: "I participated in the matter of the head of the Wang family." ”

(To be continued.) )