"Hey hey, girl, I heard that you are the first-class cooking, why don't you show off your skills?" The old man came to the front again regardless of whether Mu Li was happy or not.

Mu Li glanced at him angrily, "Who told you?"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at everyone present.

Gu Beichen sat indifferently, but Mu Xiuyuan hurriedly lowered his head.

Mu Li knew as soon as he guessed, Mu Xiuyuan said something randomly, otherwise how could this old man know his skills?

"What do you want to eat?" Mu Li thought about it and felt that it was not impossible. But hehe, ask first, and then talk about it later.

"Girl, do you do anything?" The old man looked at Mu Li with anticipation.

"Well, I can make it as long as you can say it," Mu Li said disappointedly, looking very unsatisfied. If the other persons don't say it, she must be good at cooking.

When the old man heard this, his eyes burst into Venus. How strong?

I couldn't help swallowing, "Girl, then we'll fly from the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water, all of us?" The old man spoke tentatively.

"It's not impossible, but, when you cook for people, you have to know who your surname is. Otherwise, this...hey!" Mu Li said, and sighed with difficulty.

When the old man heard this, he jumped up.

Jun Mo Baishang stood in front of him.

The crazy old man suddenly became wilted, like an eggplant made from frost.

"It seems that people from the lonely family dare not act." Mu Li approached and whispered in a low voice.

The old man's eyes flashed, "What's wrong with the lonely family? Humph, I'm the lonely family..." He spoke more and more and more and finally stopped.

The whole room was silent for a moment.

Mu Li blinked, looked at him, and then looked at Gu Beichen.

"Cousin, it seems that this is my family." Mu Li raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

Gu Beichen frowned, glanced at her, and then looked at the old man, "Who is the old senior?"

"Why, do you have to worry about my husband's business?" The old man shouted unhappily, full of displeasure.

"I am not talented, but my surname is Gu, and my name is Beichen." Gu Beichen stood up and bowed to him.

The old man heard his gentle and gentle words, humble and politeness, waved his hand disdainfully, "The lonely family is the most hypocritical. He has always been so stupid, flashy, and very artificial. I don't want to be with you."

Gu Beichen was not angry either, but a slight redness flashed across his fair face, which was somewhat embarrassed.

A sneer appeared on Jun Mobai's lips. He couldn't stand Gu Beichen's gentle appearance. Now, he suddenly felt that the old man opposite was so cute.

Mu Li also found it incredible. If the old man was really a lonely senior, would he have slandered his juniors like this?

She couldn't get into the hole, so she had to sit quietly.

"It turns out that he is an old senior from the lonely family. The younger generation, Li Muxue, is polite." Li Muxue stood up and bowed.

The gauze slightly brushes the face, but it looks a lot more charming.

"So it's the junior sister of the lonely boy. She's still so young for so many years, which is great." The crazy old man flicked his arms and said lightly.

At this moment, he looks like an elder.

However, everyone could hear the indirect voice. This old man was really a senior of the lonely family. He could call the senior brother of the Li clan saint a lonely boy. It seems that this relationship is really extraordinary.

"Senior Gu, wait a moment. I'll go find the butler and borrow it for use in the kitchen." Mu Li said, walking out the door.

After leaving the house and walking out, I saw the butler coming over.

"Mrs. Ming, have lunch. The county magistrate asked everyone what they wanted to eat?" The housekeeper smiled, very earnest.

Mu Li smiled, "There is no need to trouble the housekeeper. It's okay to arrange it yourself, where is the kitchen?"

The housekeeper was stunned. What did this beautiful lady Ming mean? Is he going to cook by himself?

After hesitating for a moment, the housekeeper still led Mu to the kitchen.

Mu Li took a simple look and found that the kitchen is not small, and the ingredients are also dazzling and complete.

"Butler, there are a lot of these ingredients, so leave two maids to cook fire and wash vegetables." Mu Li ordered lightly, and rolled up the sleeves of the skirt, looking like he wanted to show off his hands.

The housekeeper was surprised: Is this to show off my skills?

"Since Mrs. Ming takes the initiative in person, I'll report to the master. Take your time." The housekeeper said with a smile, and greeted the two maids casually, leaving Mu Li to order him.

Mu Li nodded with a smile.

In a short while, the yard was filled with fragrance.

The county magistrate lay on the couch and sniffed his nose, "What does this smell?" He asked the maid who was pounding his legs.

"It seems to be the taste of roast pork. Master, are you hungry?" The maid was honest and asked the county magistrate directly.

The county magistrate swallowed and glanced at her unhappy. Why didn't this little maid see anything? Is this master who has never seen the world and has never eaten delicious food?

Humph, I don't understand arts at all.

"Go and see what the kitchen is doing?" The county magistrate said coldly.

"Just just now, the housekeeper said it was Mrs. Ming..." The little maid didn't know what was going on, and she said this again, but she became quieter and silent, and there was no sound behind her.

The county magistrate's eyes were about to turn white, and he was neither deaf nor blind. Of course, he knew what the housekeeper had just said.

Mrs. Ming, that little woman?

Hehe, I didn’t expect that apart from the rouge and water powder, it was also beautiful.

Compared with Wanrou, it seems to be good.

The county magistrate had dark and squinting eyes, his heart was rippling, and his hand became unhonest. His fat little hand grabbed the little maid's arm and pulled it into his arms.

The little maid jumped suddenly and hid out, "Master, I will go and see what has been prepared in the kitchen immediately!"

As he said that, he ran out in a hurry.

The county magistrate was angry and annoyed, and raised his hand to touch his forehead. He secretly said: Why is he so impulsive, almost ruining the big thing?

After a while, the little maid brought in a bowl of flour.

"What is this?" the county magistrate sniffed and asked slowly.

"Mrs. Ming said, this is called a fairy pink." The little maid's eyes were bright and her face was full of admiration and surprise.

"Did they use it?" the county magistrate asked again.

"Well, I made a lot of things, and the butler also ate a big bowl." The little maid opened her mouth and said something, without any ambiguity.

"Come here, let Mrs. Ming come here later." The county magistrate couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. His eyes were staring at the bowl of powder, and his eyes were full of golden light.

The little maid quickly handed over the powder and then stood beside her obediently.

The county magistrate glanced at her, then leaned forward with the bowl in his hand, sniffed again, raised the chopsticks, fiddled it twice, took a few sips, and got two bowls of immortal powder into his stomach.

Seeing the empty bowl bottom, the county magistrate was still feeling unsatisfied.

The little maid hurried forward, took the empty bowls and chopsticks, and placed them on the table next to it.

Then he handed over the wet veil, "Master, do you wipe your mouth?"

"Is this fan still there?" The county magistrate suddenly said.

The little maid was stunned. The master was not full of a big bowl on this tip?
Chapter completed!