The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 136: Princess Cangxia

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It only takes two or three hours a day to make spiritual delicacies for Jimo Ya. Jimo Ya does not dislike it. She eats whatever she does, and she does not need to wait any longer. Huan Qingyan subconsciously feels a little bit embarrassed. Ran lost.

In addition to feeling a little uncomfortable, Huan Qingyan used all the remaining time to enter the space to practice, and she could stay in the space for ten days a day.

The aura storage in her dantian is gradually getting full. Pig Lingbao is always sleeping when he doesn't call it. Occasionally, Huan Qingyan makes a special fragrant and delicious food, and Pig Lingbao will slosh out. A moment, yelled twice, but it was just that the phantom Lingbao couldn't eat anything at all, so I just looked at it sadly.

Four or five days passed in a flash, and the waves were calm.

Huan Qingyan was preparing dinner, and suddenly a maid came in to inform her.

"The young master ordered to cook early in the evening, and add two more dishes, and guests will come to eat."

"Okay! Got it!"

Have a guest? Huan Qingyan's eyes lit up.

Men are the most face-saving. If she makes the evening food more generous and makes him face in front of the guests, will she be more impressed by her?

So, Huan Qingyan spent a lot of effort and made seventeen or eight dishes.

Dragon body anchovy shrimp, milk fat fish soup, clear stewed horseshoe turtle, fired turtledove, sugar braised lotus seeds, chicken broth boiled and dried silk, pear blossom tofu stuffed meatballs, hibiscus fried egg...

The one who has worked hard is the head dish, the dragon body and phoenix shrimp.

When the sun went down, a row of maids came to the door of the kitchen to pack the dishes and other items in boxes.

"Today, Lord Jimo didn't come here to eat?" Huan Qingyan was a little surprised. After all, Jimo Ya used to go to the dining room in the kitchen to eat every day.

"No, our son is more casual in his residence on weekdays. It doesn't matter. There are guests here today, so the son ordered dinner to be placed in the main courtyard where the son lives." The maid replied politely.

That's it.

The little abacus made by Huan Qingyan made the guests praise for food, which made Jimoya feel a lot of face, and Jier would give her processing capital, or the scene of spiritual praise, it was a failure.

"That's OK, my last dish, the dragon body and phoenix shrimps are still a bit hotter, I will make them right away, and I will take them to you in a while, so you don't have to go there by yourself."

The maid thought, "Okay, then I will trouble you girl."

While speaking, she filed out with the rest of the men, carrying the vegetable box to the main courtyard.

Huan Qingyan quickly drenched the dragon body and phoenix shrimp, collected the soup, packed it in a food box, and went to the main courtyard where Jimoya lived.

When she first entered the Nianhua Pavilion, a servant told her that she should not go around when there is nothing to do. She also has to hurry up to practice, so she has not been anywhere except the kitchen.

This is the first time I have visited where Jimo Ya lives.

At this time, it was nightfall, and the bright and yellow lanterns in the Nianhua Hall were all lit, quite a bit of joy.

Especially in the main courtyard, lanterns are everywhere under the eaves, as bright as daylight.

As soon as I entered the hospital, I heard a bitter laughter from inside...

"The taste of this delicacy is good. Lord Jimo really has a good eye and will pick people. It is said that in the third round of the food master selection competition, there was no comparison. You directly chose a food master in the second round. The princess really wants to see, who on earth makes Lord Jimo look so high..."