Song Zhaozhao looked at the dark-faced Lu Chenmo and couldn't help but smile at him in a flattering way.

"Lord Commander, I really have nothing to do. I have rested a long time ago. Look, my arms are arms and my legs are legs. If I don't move any more, then I will be fine.

As for the matter, if that happens, I will have to stay and pay for it."

Even if Song Zhaozhao said this, Lu Chenmo remained unmoved.

He is not angry with Song Zhaozhao, he is angry with himself. At this time, he should be by Song Zhaozhao's side, but he is worried about Beizhen Fusi. He really has more than he can do.

If it's not enough, you simply can't take care of both ends.

At this time, Lu Chenmo did not speak, and naturally the others did not dare to say another word.

Time was stuck like this, passing minute by second. Yan Liluo saw that this was going on, and he had no choice but to step forward.

"Okay, Chen Mo, look at how many delicious things the little girl has cooked. Don't be angry. Take a look at all these good meals. Give it a try."

Yan Liluo's words were carefully spoken.

"Yes, brother, look at these delicacies made by the little tailor. They are really delicious. I can already smell the fragrance before I eat them. Brother, don't be angry. Come and have a taste. If you don't want to eat it,

, none of us can eat it, and besides, you can’t bear it.”

Lu Jinmo also walked up.

"What can you bear?"

Lu Jinmo stopped talking midway through his words. This aroused Lu Chenmo's interest, and he finally spoke.

In the end, it was because Lu Jinmo knew his brother that he could use some method to get Lu Chenmo to speak.

Seeing Lu Chenmo speak, Lu Jinmo looked proudly at Lu Chenmo, and other people around him couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

Lu Chenmo: ""

"Brother, can you bear the thought that the little tailor has worked so hard to make so many delicacies, but no one can taste them, so they can only be displayed here so dryly?"

After Lu Jinmo finished speaking, Lu Chenmo looked at Song Zhaozhao. Song Zhaozhao was smart, and immediately pretended to be pitiful and looked at Lu Chenmo with tears in his eyes.

"Master Commander~~~" Song Zhaozhao still coquettishly whispered.

Seeing Song Zhaozhao's expression of pity, Lu Chenmo's heart instantly softened.

Now, Lu Chenmo, who has never been cruel to anyone, really made no bottom line when facing Song Zhaozhao.

As soon as Lu Chenmo let go, everyone sat down in their seats with smiles on their faces.

"Little girl, what are these delicious foods?"

Of course, there were no surprises. The first person to speak must have been Yan Liluo, who had been staring at the table of delicacies for a long time. But since Yan Liluo entered the room, his eyes had never left the table of delicacies.

"Yes, little tailor, I smelled these delicious foods of yours before I even came in. Don't you think so, brother Qingyuan?"

Shao Qingyuan was a little flustered when Lu Jinmo suddenly asked: "Yes, yes, sister Zhaozhao's food is really delicious."

"Yes, girl, these dishes are more delicious than the handmade mutton soup at lunch."

After Zi Fen finished speaking, Song Qi Lu sat aside and nodded in agreement.

Hearing the praise from everyone, Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Then let me introduce to you one by one, today's delicacies."

After hearing Song Zhaozhao's words, everyone smiled and nodded, looking at Song Zhaozhao.

"First of all, this is the first dish - preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

""

Not surprisingly, everyone at the dinner table was full of doubts about Song Zhaozhao's preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Song Zhaozhao looked at the careless faces and nodded with a smile.

"Girl, I see there is meat in your preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and what is this black thing?"

"Yes, little tailor, why do you put meat in the porridge? Why is it so weird?"

Zi Fen and Lu Jinmo frowned and looked at Song Zhaozhao.

Looking at the dull eyes of everyone, I couldn't help but smile.

"You are right, this preserved egg and lean meat porridge is made from lean meat and preserved eggs."

"Preserved egg? Girl, what is this?"

Song Zhaozhao smiled: "This preserved egg is made from pickled duck eggs. The preserved eggs are the most delicious when used to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"Duck eggs? Girl, don't you count those duck eggs that the girl pickled a while ago?"

Song Zhaozhao smiled and nodded: "Oh, don't just watch anymore, try it quickly. How about trying this preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

Although everyone didn't really believe in this preserved egg and lean meat porridge, seeing the eager look in Song Zhaozhao's eyes, they couldn't refuse it, so everyone could only bite the bullet and pick up the rice bowl in front of them.

"How is it? How is it?"

Song Zhaozhao is now full of expectations. Although this preserved egg and lean meat porridge tastes really delicious, after all, if this preserved egg and lean meat porridge is placed in the 21st century, some people can't accept the taste of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and they don't know this.

Can the antiques in the book accept the taste of preserved egg and lean meat porridge?

After everyone drank a mouthful of porridge, their faces showed no expression at first, which made Song Zhaozhao feel a little uneasy in his heart.

“Not bad, delicious.”

No one spoke, but Lu Chenmo, who had been silent for a long time, spoke first. Although it was just five simple words, it instantly made Song Zhaozhao happy. After all, Song Zhaozhao thought that Lu Chenmo was still angry with him.

How angry.

"Thank you, Commander. Since Commander likes it, I will often do it for Commander in the future."

At this point, Song Zhaozhao needs to quickly curry favor with Lu Chenmo, and take advantage of this moment to let Lu Chenmo calm down.

Lu Chenmo smiled: "Zhaozhao, are you trying to flatter me?"

Song Zhaozhao: ""

Lu Chenmo, you, you, you are so cruel!!!

"Puch!"

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Yan Liluo, who was sitting aside, laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing? Tell me, does the preserved egg and lean meat porridge I made taste good or not?"

Song Zhaozhao had just suffered a blow from Lu Chenmo, and now he had a punching bag like Yan Liluo, so he had to vent his anger well now.
Chapter completed!