No matter how good Fan Xiu's temper was, he was frowning by several people. He pinched the Buddhist beads and took a deep breath, but did not turn around. It can be seen how important the antidote formula is to him.

Cai Xiaotu paced back and forth in the lobby. She was really not good at Western Regions food, and she even knew nothing about any special dishes in Western Regions, let alone cook. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers with a 'bang': "If he can really make the antidote, I will show him a skill, hum, let him see what it means to be delicious in the world!"

"Prince Palace Master, can you cook?" Ye Yan asked suspiciously. He had never seen her cook before.

"Of course, otherwise what have I eaten for so many years?" A woman blurted out that she didn't eat instant noodles every day. Not cooking means she was lazy, not that she couldn't make it. Moreover, the buns she made are comparable to those of a five-star hotel. The ingredients are simple, mainly the ingredients. There is no way. Who told her to have a mother from a bun family?

I would make stuffing when I was six years old. My grandfather was indeed the owner of a bun shop back then. The business was extremely popular, but it was too troublesome to make and there were too many processes, such as char siu buns, milk emperor buns, goubuli, Xiaolong dumplings, soup dumplings... and even Korean buns, and the cooking is ordinary.

The mother of the chef died at the age of seven. How much can a seven-year-old child learn? Before she could learn Sichuan, Shandong, Guangdong and Huai, her mother left. The dishes she knows how to cook now are common. Later, she studied online and lived a good life, but she couldn't get the market on a big occasion.

Seeing this, everyone looked at her in shock and immediately changed their words: "I mean I have learned cooking for a while, that's it!"

"Wow, Palace Master, you are so amazing, you can do anything!" Ye Yan was reluctant to bow to the wind and clasped his fists. He liked the Palace Master more and more. So they could eat the food cooked by the Palace Master himself? The more they wanted, the bigger the smile spread.

Fan Xiu breathed a little relieved and took the lead in following the old housekeeper to the backyard.

Cai Xiaotu followed closely and refused to give food. Fortunately, there was a place to live, and the monk was too narcissistic. She helped him get the recipe and didn't say thank you. She owe him what she owed him? Forget it, she has a lot of adults and doesn't care about the monks. The happiest thing here is Fan Shu, and she can get what she wants without doing.

For the sake of his saving everyone, he thought he was given a favor.

The six people divided six rooms, all of which were side by side. Cai Xiaotu and Fanxiu's rooms were separated by a wall. They took out paper and pen and made a list and threw it to the old housekeeper: "Here, I want these, go and prepare!"

"Sorry, meat is banned in the villa for one year!" The old housekeeper sent the order back without hesitation.

"I know I know, these are what we eat... aren't it? Do we have to eat vegetarian food too?" This is too unscrupulous? She would die if she didn't eat meat. In ancient times, there was no cooking oil, and it was all animal oil, so she could understand why the little kid had a bad appetite, no oil, no meat, how to stir-fry vegetables?

The old man just stared at the woman lightly without saying much.

The vegetable rabbit clenched his fists, which was obviously a difficult task. He couldn't put the vegetables in the pot and stir-fry them, and then put some salt on it, right? That's pig food, no, no, Haikou has already praised it, and it must make delicious food to satisfy the little kid.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing?
Chapter completed!