Leng Ning couldn't help but smile. She was pulled by Shui Miaomiao and sat on the stove beside her. She whispered, "How did you do it? It's okay to make a few dumplings, but you can actually make Hua Yixian fight." Fish balls, Lan Jixuan, make a fire.”
"This is what they should do." Shui Miaomiao leaned on Leng Ningchi's shoulder and said with a hint of arrogance, "Who stipulated that we will provide for their three meals a day? I have already agreed that it will be our turn when it comes to cooking. Come on."
"Well, can the food cooked by Hua Yixian and others be eaten?" Jiuchongqiu and Mu An knew it at first glance, but Leng Ningchi was not so optimistic about the other two.
"Don't worry, I've thought about it. We'll work as a team of two. I'll take Hua Yixian, you take Lan Jixuan, and my little brother will be with Jiuchengqiu. At least they won't get into a fight."
"Miaomiao is so thoughtful."
"That's right." Shui Miaomiao said proudly.
"It's ready." Mu Cang glanced at Shui Miaomiao and said. She seemed to have said that she would serve it in a single bowl.
Upon hearing this, Shui Miaomiao hurriedly jumped off the stove and said hurriedly, "Help me pick out a few good-looking ones and put them out below. I want to send them to the Saint Yuan Ancestor."
"Didn't Miaomiao say that you can only eat if you exert your strength? The Saint Yuan Ancestor did not contribute to this dinner." Hua Yixian looked at Mu Cang's action of holding the fish balls and said dissatisfied.
"Haha." Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes and Hua Yixian passed by him, "If you dare, say it in front of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, I won't stop you."
"It's not like I haven't said it before."
Lan Jixuan grabbed Hua Yixian, who was about to leave, and said, "Okay, you can't taste the fish balls you made yourself."
Shui Miaomiao patted Mu Cang's shoulder. Mu Cang then used chopsticks to insert a fish ball. Shui Miaomiao handed the fish ball to Hua Yixian, "Try it, be careful not to burn it."
"Hot, hot, hot!" Before he could finish his words, Hua Yixian looked at Shui Miaomiao and swallowed it in one bite. He was so hot that he jumped up and down.
Mu Cang inserted one into Shui Miaomiao, blew it to cool down and handed it out.
"It's quite Q." Shui Miaomiao didn't take the chopsticks, just took the fish balls, squeezed them, broke them in half, looked at them, and put half of them into her mouth.
It tastes pretty good, fresh and sweet, and you can't fault it if you give it to the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
There was half a fish ball left in Shui Miaomiao's hand. Shui Miaomiao didn't hate fish, but she always felt that the fish balls were fishy and she didn't like to eat them. However, if she had hot pot, Shui Miaomiao still loved it.
With the half in his hand, he subconsciously planned to feed it to Mu Cang. When he reached halfway, he remembered that the little brother didn't like meat or hot food.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Mu Cang opened his mouth and took away the half fish ball.
Shui Miaomiao was stunned for a moment. Mu Cang had already filled the fish balls, put the bowl in the food box, handed it to Shui Miaomiao, and said softly, "I'll give it to you after you bring it back. How about frying some tomato and egg marinade?" .”
Although the fish meat was well processed and had almost no fishy smell, Shui Miaomiao still didn't like it, and he couldn't eat more than a few bites of the noodles with this soup.
"Uh, okay."
Everything Mu Cang did was so natural that Shui Miaomiao didn't know how to refuse, so she agreed in a daze.
"Why don't you eat it and deliver it to me?"
Hua Yixian finally swallowed the hot fish ball on his head and suggested.
"Forget it." Shui Miaomiao waved his hands, "I'd better go and forget it earlier. I'll finish it early. You guys eat first without waiting for me."
Who knows if the Saint Yuan Ancestor will cause something else.
"Oh, that's right." He forgot to ask the most important thing. Shui Miaomiao, who walked to the door with a food box in hand, turned around and asked, "Ancestor Saint Yuan said I know how to enter his yard, how do I get in?"
"Just don't use spiritual power." Lan Jixuan replied.
Don't use spiritual power, the method is really simple, no wonder the Saint Yuan Ancestor said he knew it.
Step into that courtyard.
It was still warm, but Shui Miaomiao rubbed her eyes and stomped on the ground a few times. Wasn't she really walking in the wrong place in this empty place?
The green and soft lawn disappeared, replaced by land that can bring up dust if you walk a few steps quickly. The rockery is still there, but it feels a little depressed inexplicably.
The light was very dim, not as bright as when Shui Miaomiao came for the second time.
Where are the ancestors?
Shui Miaomiao held the handle of the food box tightly and walked forward, walking around the rockery. There was a lone rocking chair, and a small coffee table next to it held half-drunk herbal tea.
Well, Shui Miaomiao put the food box on the small coffee table, that's it. After all, other than this, she didn't know where to find the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
But can you still eat cold fish balls?
It's also possible that the Saint Yuan Ancestor just mentioned it casually and didn't really know how to eat it.
It is rare to see Patriarch Sheng Yuan eating. At the first meal at Ying Mansion, Patriarch Saint Yuan only drank half a bowl of soup. At the banquet, he cracked some melon seeds and touched almost nothing else.
Now that you have cultivated to this point, you can probably feel full by drinking the northwest wind.
"Haha." Shui Miaomiao was amused by her brain-boosting. When she raised her eyes, from the darkness, the Saint Yuan Ancestor walked out in a weathered state.
He also seemed a little uncomfortable with the lack of green grass.
It is very troublesome to maintain a green plant in Yaocheng, but because of raising rabbits, after sending the rabbits to a more comfortable place, the Saint Yuan Ancestor planned to raise something else, such as hedgehogs and martens.
But who would have thought... He might really not be suitable for raising animals, so he is too lazy to maintain green plants.
Shui Miaomiao fiercely covered her mouth to suppress her laughter.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor raised his eyes and was very surprised that Shui Miaomiao appeared here.
It seemed that Saint Yuanzu had forgotten what he said outside the big kitchen. Shui Miaomiao hurriedly explained, "I'm bringing you fish balls."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor had forgotten that this happened. He smiled, took off his snow-stained cloak, sat on the rocking chair, and looked at the food box on the small coffee table.
Shui Miaomiao stepped forward to open the food box and took out the porcelain bowl.
The snow-white fish balls rise and fall in the soup, bringing with it steam, and a little chopped green onion is sprinkled on top.
For some reason, Saint Yuan Ancestor felt much better, and he praised without hesitation, "It's really awesome. It tastes good just by looking at it."
"Everyone worked hard there. Ningchi killed the fish, Hua Yixian made the stuffing, I mixed the flavor, and everyone made the balls together."
"It's so lively." Saint Yuan Ancestor stared at the fish balls for a long time.
Shui Miaomiao wondered, does she still need to hand out the spoon herself? Just as he stretched out his hand tentatively, Saint Yuan Ancestor suddenly raised his head and picked up the herbal tea beside him.
"I've always wanted to ask, how did you know I was outside the big kitchen at that time?"
Shui Miaomiao's talent is extremely good. Although Saint Yuan Ancestor didn't say it, people in Zhensuiyu who haven't experienced thunder tribulations can't practice it at all. She originally thought that she would teach her first and practice would be her own business, but she didn't expect Shui Miaomiao. Miaomiao is already able to use it. Although she hasn't lasted half a second against animals, it would still be an exaggeration if she could sense herself.
Shui Miaomiao smiled and shook her head. A blue butterfly flew down and landed on the coffee table, "It told me."
The Holy Ancestor raised his eyebrows and rubbed the tea cup in his hand. Is this a butterfly? It was always on Shui Miaomiao's head, but he didn't notice it.
No, this vitality is strange.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor sat up and moved closer.
Isn't this the blue jade bracelet that Xiao Chenchen often played with before?
I said, why didn't I see him exposed at the banquet?
