"Sir, it's less than an hour before dinner is served. If we don't come up with a meal that satisfies the taste of the fourth master, everyone in the dining hall will be in trouble. You have a kind heart and will not let innocent people be implicated."

I'm tired, but I hope the young master can make a decision quickly, so that the young ones can prepare meals immediately so as not to miss the meal time for the fourth young master and you."

The hand held in front of Ran Mofeng's eyes showed a trace of nervousness, and the waiter's words also contained a fearful psychology, trembling and knotting.

'Just go and prepare as usual. Go out early tomorrow to buy food. Don't let the Four Emperors lose the food they want to eat. Also, after the meal, we will bring sweet dates and candied fruits, as well as sour plum cakes.

Let's bring them all over together. Recently, Yonko's taste has always been switching between sour and sweet. If he gets angry at night, I might as well try to coax him with these two things he likes to put in his mouth.'

After his Yonko brother became pregnant, not only did he have a moody temper, but his food taste also changed inexplicably.

Usually there is one smell in the morning and another in the evening. Sometimes he prefers sour food and can eat a whole plate by himself. Standing by and watching, he will be sore from the acidic smell that permeates the air, but he can

His brother, the Four Emperors, was sitting beside him and was enjoying his meal very well.[

Sometimes he likes sweet things. He grabs a big bowl of candied fruit and puts it between his lips and teeth. He eats it with big mouthfuls, which makes him so tired that he never wants to eat sweets again in the rest of his life.

And today, what kind of shrimp do you have to eat?

Knowing that they live in this small valley far away from the city, where can they get waterlogged?

Ran Mofeng decided to deal with Ran Qingchen's two favorite pastries first.

The most serious consequence would be for Ran Qingchen to drop the plate?

But Ran Mofeng felt that his Fourth Emperor brother didn't seem to be the kind of person who would use food to lose his temper when he was angry.

Stretching out his fingers to write down the decision on how to deal with the situation on the waiter's open palm, Ran Mofeng couldn't bear the waiters' fearful service to his masters, and just asked the waiters to follow his instructions.

"Thank you for your advice, young master. I'll do it right now!"

The waiter led the maids and cooks in charge of the dining hall and thanked Ran Mofeng before retreating silently.

"You all, retreat and get off!"

Ran Mofeng looked back and looked at the hundreds of servants and servants who had not left the courtyard yet, holding torches and lighting up the courtyard. They waved their sleeves and gave orders.

"Yes, sir."

The servants and waiters bowed farewell to Ran Mofeng in unison, and left the courtyard quietly and orderly without making a single noise.

"Four, Brother Huang, open the door!"

After the people in the yard disappeared and the yard became pitch black, leaving only the twinkling stars in the night sky illuminating the small yard and casting a beautiful silver glow on the ground, Ran Mofeng raised his hand and knocked on the door button.

I was thinking about how to calm down the angry people in the room.

"The door is unlocked!"

In the room, Ran Qingchen sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her face in the mirror in a daze. When she heard Ran Mofeng's knock on the door, she responded lightly, her eyes not leaving the face in the bronze mirror because she was pregnant.
Chapter completed!