Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 23: : Copying hands
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He Changyi had a meal, but he never thought that the reason why it came to him was that.
He pursed his lips, trying to get angry, but suddenly thought of the kind of tangible smell that he smelled in the study last night.
In addition, the guy from Laiyue eats like a gobble, but in fact He Changmao can imagine how delicious that dish is.
Laiyue is his close friend, who has been with him since he was a kid. He has a lot of good food. Even the picky guy can look at the food. It definitely has its strengths. It ’s just What Chu Yan did, he didn’t want to admit it subconsciously.
He Sanlang snorted coldly. He got up and ignored him. He originally wanted to go directly to the front yard, but in the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the busy kitchen. He Chang’s ghost turned away and walked towards the flower hall. go with.
Guilin, who was packing in the flower hall, was taken aback and hurriedly saluted He Changyu, “Good morning, the three young masters.”
He Changyan glanced around the flower hall and asked coldly, “Where is your grandma?”
Gueyao glanced down and gave a glance at the long and erect He Sanlang, and whispered: “The third grandma is … in the kitchen …”
“Become a system! When we make a meal in Jing’anbo, she will have to do it herself. If it is spread out, what will others think?”
Guilin heard He Sanlang’s words lower and lowered his words.
He Changxi snorted coldly, but sat at the table in the flower hall and left.
Actually, he just had nowhere to vent the gloom accumulated last night. Seeing Gui Yan couldn’t help it. After all, Gui Gui was the most useful steward around Chu Yi.
Guilin winked at the little girl next to her, and asked her to bring tea quickly. She stood by and watched He Sanlang.
Guilin’s heart is strange. Seeing that the third master is obviously dissatisfied with the third grandmother, if according to common sense, he would have gone to the front yard long ago, but he was sitting in the flower hall. Waiting for something.
He Changyu sits in the flower hall. The flower hall is full of Chu’s dowry decorations, which makes his teeth tickle if he looks at it. If it was n’t for the curiosity of last night ’s meal, he would have left. Now, where can I wait patiently.
It’s very easy to copy hands. In the morning, Chu Yan took Xiyan and Mingyan to the kitchen.
Chopping meat, putting egg whites, onions and garlic, adjusting stuffing, rolling a thin dough, and waiting for one of the ingots to look good, it is half an hour later.
Chu Xi didn’t do anything, but she was sitting next to him and pointing at the wild geese and bright geese. Now it is early summer, and in the kitchenette, half an hour later, her body is sweating.
She is wearing a cool light red gauze skirt. The skirt is layered and looks very tight. After dressing well in the morning, Gui Yan also praised that this clothes is really good-looking, like Chu just A delicate peony in full bloom.
But I was sweating, and the sheer gauze was stuck on the body, and the pale pink coat was printed on it, and the thin silk ribbon on the shoulders could be seen clearly. Chu.
Chu Yi also found the embarrassment of this dress when he stood up.
The two wild geese were instructed to send their copying hands to the flower hall. In order to match the copying, Chu Yan also specially taught Xi Yan to bake some scallion cakes, but there was no vegetarian oil. The pancakes were fried with pork. Soy sauce may taste a little greasy by then.
Because Guixi said that the methods taught by her grandmother are all secret recipes and cannot be seen by others, so when Chu Yi and her two grandmothers are cooking in the kitchen, the kitchen door is closed.
The moment the door opens, the cool wind blows in the morning, making Chu Chu, who is sweaty, much better.
Chu Yan thought about going back to change clothes soon, but his steps could not help speeding up, but when he arrived at the flower hall, he saw He Sanlang sitting there.
After hearing the footsteps, He Sanlang slightly bowed his head and looked up. When he found the clothes Chu Chu was wearing, a handsome face turned red first and then black.
The moment Chu died, he shook the fan in his hand and walked to He Changyu. A pair of big water eyes blinked, “How did the husband rise so early.”
He Changyu saw that her slender shoulders were printed, and then suddenly remembered that the flower hall was still standing, and suddenly he got up and pulled Chu Ji’s thin wrists to bring people to the bedroom.
Chu Xi was pulled into the bedroom by him quite severely, his shocked eyes widened, and he hadn’t reacted to what happened.
When he entered the bedroom, He Changma shook Chu’s hand away severely, and then threw a cold sentence, “Change clothes!”
Chu Yi raised a good-looking brow and rubbed his red pinched wrists. After listening to his words, he looked down at his clothes.
The sweat-stained gauze is indeed a bit transparent, but it’s nothing to Chu Chu, who even wears a bikini in modern times.
Chu Yan rolled his eyes, then turned to look at He Changyu beside him, didn’t this guy dislike her? What she wears now is all about him.
And what’s going on, he didn’t ask her to change clothes, but why he stared at her with a pair of thick eyebrows.
Although the girl is petite, the clothes she wears are usually large and do not show her figure. This translucent light red veil reveals the girl’s uneven figure.
He Changyan looked at some buns.
Chu Yan’s eyebrows, covering his chest with the fan in his hand, glanced at He Changyu, and walked to the closet to pick up clothes. Chu Yu took a skirt and arbitrarily came out, turned around and saw He Changyu still standing on his back. By the screen, she slightly applauded and said unhappyly, “I’m going to change clothes, you go out first.”
He did n’t realize that he had been staring at Chu Xu at this time, and was annoyed in his heart. He turned away without saying a word.
Chu Yi mumbled as he changed his clothes, “It’s a quick walk, don’t look at it just now!”
He Changyu returned to the flower hall, Xiyan and Mingyan already placed the newly-made pan food in the kitchenette on the dining table in the flower hall.
Although there is a fragrance that makes your index finger move, He Sanlang did not first look at the food on the table, but looked at Yue Yue, winked at him and let him go out.
After Lai Yue left, Kaburo sat down at the table.
His deep pair of Phoenix eyes looked at the food in front of him, Ming Yan volunteered a bowl for him, poured vinegar, and handed a small spoon.
He Chang paused for a moment, took the spoon and glanced at Ming Yan.
He Sanlang’s eyes were too oppressive, Ming Yan said a word and said everything.
“Master Three, this is the copycat made by the grandmother and the slave, next to the onion oil cake. The grandmother said that the copy is only delicious with vinegar and the finely chopped green onions. You three master … Try it first. “
He Changyan’s eyes were faint, and he looked as if he was indifferent to what Ming Yan said at all, coldly like an ice brick, only he knew how shocked he was.