Chapter 222: Did he miss dinner?
222 Did he miss dinner? "Go back to my room to study." He roared angrily, put his backhand on his back, and went into the room.
He had to find a way to think about how to pull back the heart of Lord Dongfang.
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When Xia Beibei came to the ancestral hall with a small jar of pickled sauerkraut, some sour bamboo shoots and other things, a certain Shizi Festival was lying on a soft chair, taking a nap.
Xia Beibei raised her eyebrows, she couldn't help but get pregnant, did this guy move the whole house, even a reclining chair?
"Miss Jiu, thank you so much, the prince is waiting for you." Wu Shiqi took the things in her hand and said happily.
All the ingredients are managed by him.
"What do I do? I have to go back." It was getting dark, and she was a girl. It was inconvenient to be outside, but people would gossip.
Xia Beibei turned around after Wu Qi took the thing in his hand.
However, before she could take a step, Wu Shiqi stopped her.
"Miss Jiu, don't go yet, you have to teach your subordinates how to burn this sour bamboo shoot to taste good." Wu Shiqi had a cheek and asked Xia Beibei humbly.
Xia Beibei raised her eyebrows and blinked her beautiful eyes a few times, "Are you sure, you want me to teach you how to burn this sour bamboo shoots?" Instead of a certain big-name grandfather, he gave him some tasks.
For example, when she comes, let her cook something for a certain prince?
"Haha..." Wu Qi scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.
"Did he miss dinner?" she asked.
At noon, although Dongfang Yu ate a lot of chestnut cakes, it was not food after all, and, as a big man, his appetite was naturally not as small as their little girl's.
"Hehe, Grandpa said he wanted to eat the noodles you cooked, so..." Wu Shiqi didn't say any more, what to do next is Xia Beibei's own business.
Actually, his heart is also bitter.
The noodles are also noodles, made by a master chef, is it still worse than that of a little girl Xia Beibei? He was even despised by his grandfather.
He found that since he met Jiu girl, his mouth has become more picky, and even his heart has become extremely picky, like a bitch.
So, he has already decided that when the ninth girl is making noodles, he must watch it carefully, and he must learn how to make noodles.
Xia Beibei slipped a few black lines down her forehead.
Shaking his head resignedly, he can only let Wu Shiqi lead the way, try to do it as soon as possible, and go home sooner.
"Reconcile the noodles first, then wash the vegetables." Wu Shiqi, who was supposed to be fine, was directly instructed by Xia Beibei and began to knead the noodles sadly.
And Xia Beibei did not sit idle, but also began to play with flour, doing what she wanted to do.
"Miss Jiu, the dough has been kneaded, and the dishes have been washed, look..." After a while, Wu Shiqi kneaded the dough to a shiny state and looked at Xia Beibei.
The green vegetables brought by Miss Jiu didn't need his hands at all, and the others had already taken the initiative to wash them clean.
"Then what are you waiting for, roll it out and cut it out." Xia Beibei pointed it as a matter of course, and the movements of his hands did not fall.
couldn't help but murmured in his heart, is it a man, he is so stupid, he has to ask her to say something before moving.