Chapter 392 A Meal in Fuchu
Ye Qianning looked at it, she wondered if the bib was invented by Auntie Wu?
The pink is also embroidered, which is very beautiful.
"Today, don't touch your hands, my aunt will feed you." Shao Yao was afraid that she would accidentally touch her face while eating.
It must be very painful if it is swollen bigger than a steamed bun.
Ye Qianning nodded his head because of his kindness.
"I feel that since Fat Tuan came, the food in our mansion has tasted better."
"I also feel that the meals I cooked before were not so delicious."
"The pastry is also the same. Recently, I feel that the pastries I make are amazing."
"In the past month, I feel that my body has become lighter."
The aunts started talking again.
Ye Qianning also felt that the complexion of the aunts is getting better and better, and the water in the space is very healthy.
The cakes made by Aunt Shaoyao, the craftsmanship is superb and the materials from the space, the taste is simply the best in the world.
The pastries brought by Loushan Academy before came to Loushan, and the pastries were all made by the back chef. The more she ate the pastry, the more delicious it was, and she thought the chef had improved.
It was only later that I found out that Aunt Shaoyao and Aunt Baixiang were making it, and almost every day they made cakes regularly and waited for Luo Wen to pick them up.
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Chen Yuanzi had just left the front hall when he saw the housekeeper leading a group of people over.
"Dean Chen." Prince Yu cupped his hands
He Lianchen saw Dean Chen raising his small face, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously approached Xi Liuyuan: "Dean Chen."
Xi Liuyuan nodded as a salute.
Mo Geluo stood still, he couldn’t look down on people who were well-educated. Although the four countries were well-known, in his eyes, he could hit ten or eight of them with a single punch.
President Chen leaned over to return the salute: "Dear distinguished guests are here, I'm sorry for welcoming you, I'm sorry."
"The dean is being polite, and he didn't tell me. I hope the dean will not be too abrupt." Compared to guest speaking, Prince Yu is a good hand.
"Dean Chen still remembers me." He Lianchen's eyes were full of expectation.
Principal Chen lowered his head: "Naturally I remember, the little prince is extremely intelligent, and he must come when the school exams start next year."
"En." He Lianchen nodded heavily.
"Everyone has come from afar, please follow me to the courtyard for a talk." Dean Chen made a gesture of invitation and walked in front.
Xi Liuyuan stood in the front yard and could vaguely hear the noise in the hall, and could vaguely see a group of women.
Mo Geluo's head is not flexible, but his nose is flexible, and he can smell a tangy aroma of food from a distance. The aroma is very attractive, and he moved his mouth slightly.
"Dean, what smells so good?" He Lianchen's small nose sniffed the air.
President Chen glanced into the hall and said: "The little girl just had lunch, and that girl was injured in the palace just now, so she couldn't move around, so she didn't go out to greet her, all distinguished guests, don't blame me."
"The food in the General's Mansion is so delicious." Mo Geluo said.
President Chen smiled: "Please, everyone."
'grunt'
An untimely grunt sounded.
Prince Yu lowered his head and stared over.
He Lianchen clutched his stomach, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he got up late in the morning and didn't eat breakfast, he would smell the aroma and make him hungry.
"It just so happens that Xiao Wang is also a little hungry. Dean Chen doesn't mind if I wait for a meal in the mansion." Xi Liuyuan said suddenly.
"Of course, the old man will ask someone to prepare lunch." Dean Chen said with a smile.
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. Since lunch has been prepared in the mansion, I can just make do with some." Xi Liuyuan said again.
President Chen couldn't figure out what Xi Liuyuan was thinking, but since he said so, it would be bad if he persisted: "If you don't mind being noisy, let's eat together in the living room."
(end of this chapter)
