The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 249: Sniff

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Huan Qingyan admired it for a while, and suddenly thought, "Gong Zi Ya, can you write me another word, I take it every day?"

"Why?" Jimo Ya's voice returned to the cold and alienated.

"You will leave our Chuiyun Empire in the future. If I miss you in the future, I can use your words to write and see things and people! You write so beautifully, just write your name, Jimo "Ya", save me as a memorial, okay?"

That's how he made her want to separate?

He traveled all over the world, traveled everywhere, and he really met the first girl who ignored his charm so much.

Should she not be crying and crying, asking him to be a concubine room and follow him back to the Jimo family rhythm on the grounds that his body was seen out of sight?

Why, this girl has not considered future separation?

Jimoya was in a bad mood for no reason, and there was no more polite smile on his face that the noble son must keep, and he refused directly, "Not good."

Huan Qingyan felt that Jimoya seemed to be suddenly upset, and she was a little confused. At this moment, shopkeeper Ma brought a few friends to serve.

Huan Qingyan said to Jimo Ya in a low voice, "Sniff."

I ignored him, and treated the four characters Huan's Restaurant in his hand as a treasure, and gave it to the shopkeeper Ma, "This is Gongziya's calligraphy, so quickly find someone to mount it and replace the old signboard. "

The shopkeeper Ma looked at it and exclaimed, "God word, God word!"

Jimoya didn't seem to be very happy either. After taking a bite of the food, he didn't move his chopsticks anymore.

Huan Qingyan is a little strange, Jimo Ya is not picky eaters usually!

Basically, he will eat whatever she does.

So, she also picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few, and she did feel that the taste was much worse...

"Gong Ziya, don't worry, I'll go to the kitchen to help you cook some dishes..."

Who knows, Jimo Ya stood up suddenly, "No, my son suddenly lost his appetite."

Speaking, his face is faint, calm and elegant, and his posture is like a fairy, leaving leisurely...

Huan Qingyan chased it for two steps, "Gong Zi Ya, Gong Zi Ya, I still have something to do, I won't go back to the Nianhua Hall with you, take leave today!"

Jimoya had deliberately slowed down, but in the next second, the low pressure on his body increased, speeded up his pace, and disappeared outside the Huan's restaurant.

Huan Qingyan murmured in the back, really, why is such a stinky face, isn't it just that the food is not delicious! She said it all, help him do it again, the petty kid, not only didn't write to her, but also picked three and four.

Forget it, the uncle who is so difficult to serve, I'll talk about it later.

Now her top priority is to find Huan Jiuli, so that Huan Jiuli has to leave Chuiyun Kyoto...

Huan Qingyan came to the kitchen.

The chef's is not just a junior cook, as the outsider said, but an intermediate cook. He is a simple-looking fat uncle. The shopkeeper Ma calls him Yan Fatty.

Except for Yan Fatty, there are no other cooks, only a few ordinary cooks.

The cooking master's technique or something, Huan Qingyan can't explain, each has its own way, so she can only pick out a few simple cooking recipes in the primary inheritance room in the space, and plan to teach him.

"I’m going to make two fresh dishes now. After you learn how to make them, they will serve as the signature dish of our Huan’s restaurant within half a month. If the response is okay, let the shopkeeper Ma reflect it to me. I will teach you a fresh dish every half month..."