"Sister Qing'er, let's set the stove over there to heat up. After I finish processing, we can start cooking."

"Ah, OK."

Qing'er responded and hugged the firewood to make a fire.

She also realized that she was asking Mu Yang to take action, but why is it her who is taking action now?

In the next half hour, Mu Yang gave out seven or eight dishes, each of which was full of color, fragrance and taste.

Qing'er also looked at Mu Yang with admiration. Not to mention anything else, relying on this cooking skill, the valley master would treat him with a kind look.

She cut vegetables on the side, served the plate, peeled onions, garlic and so on, and it was very relaxed.

This kitchen has become a stage for Mu Yang to show off his skills.

"Okay, there's the last dish left, scrambled eggs with tomatoes! Cook the oil in the pan! Sister Qing'er brought two more eggs."

When Qing'er heard about scrambled eggs with tomatoes, she felt that she had finally made something to do, so she said to Mu Yang: "I'd better do this dish. The master still has high requirements for this dish."

But Mu Yang said confidently: "Don't worry, leave it to me, I can only rely on this to make a living."

Qing'er looked at the labor results on the desk, and after a while, she decided to let go. At worst, she would beg Muyang for mercy.

Mu Yang's skillful movements and accurate control of the heat made Qing'er nod repeatedly.

This cooking skill is indeed very good, and now he is completely convinced by Mu Yang.

After a while, a plate of fragrant scrambled eggs with tomatoes was released.

Mu Yang brought it to Qing'er like a treasure, and asked proudly: "Look, how about it!"

Qing'er closed her eyes, sniffed carefully, and her eyes were shocked: "It smells so good."

Mu Yang had already figured out the picture of Qing'er's eyes full of admiration, and successfully felt happy.

Mu Yang smiled and put down the plate, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stretched again: "Ah~ I'm so tired, the meal should be ready, let's take a look."

Qing'er was diligent at this moment, and rushed to the old stove in one step, holding her hand on the lid of the rice cooker.

The moment the lid of the pot was opened, steam came out from all sides and a fragrance overflowed.

Qing'er covered her mouth and couldn't believe it. The food and rice in the pot were beautifully colored, and the dishes, meat and rice were perfectly combined.

"This... can you actually do this in a fry?"

Mu Yang pinched his waist and felt that he could do it again, "Of course, young man, just say you have never seen the world, hahaha, I will teach you if you have the chance in the future. I will charge you inexpensive."

"Puff, don't, keep your skills to please the lady."

"I'll go! Are the gods and immortals not living in the world..."

"Overy spiritual warriors do this, but the lady loves delicious food."

This...this...mu Yang was so shocked that he couldn't speak, this was simply amazing!

Gu mainly likes other things, he may not be able to give it to him, but if he loves food... Isn't this the beautiful love delivered to the door!!!

Professionally matched!

Qing'er walked to the desk table, took out a large semicircular wooden cover, and covered all the dishes.

Mu Yang came back to his senses and asked, "What is this for?"

Qing'er explained while placing the plate: "It's not time for dinner yet."

"No, eat it in advance, it will be not delicious if it is cold!"

"No, there is a magic circle on the food box that can keep it warm."

It's a magic circle again...

The sunset is setting, the sunset reflects the red sky, and a few geese sink into the mountains and forests against the setting sun.

The temperature in the bamboo forest also began to drop, and the cold air at night began to spread.

Outside the courtyard, two men walked over.

One person carries his hands and the other person holds his folding fan.

It was Xiaoqi and Shuotian.

When Xueer saw the two of them coming, she hurried to the yard to salute: "I have met the Seventh Elder, Young Master."

Shuotian bowed with his fists and smiled slightly.

Xiaoqi nodded and said, "Yes."

Xueer said: "The food will be ready soon, please wait a moment."

At this moment, the kitchen door opened.

Mu Yang walked out from inside with a large tray covered with a wooden lid.

He saw Xiaoqi and Shuotian at a glance, immediately freed up his right hand and pointed it at Shuotian and the others like a sword: "Ha! You two dog thieves! How dare you leave me alone and go freely and freely!"

Xiaoqi and Shuotian showed shocked expressions. Isn’t Mu Yang treating the old man? He went to the kitchen? He even cured himself into a crazy disease?

When Xueer saw Mu Yang's nervous look, she was so angry that she couldn't get angry.

There is nothing that a man should look like. No wonder the lady doesn't like him. Men should be as steady as the Seventh Elder. No matter how bad it is, they have to be like this young man holding a fan, making people feel safe.

There is no such person as Mu Yang, who is sloppy and like a market hooligan. When he thought that such a person had such a relationship with his own lady, Xueer was in a bad mood.

Qing'er also brought a plate and followed Mu Yang out. When she heard Mu Yang's words, she looked up and saw Xiao Qi and Shuo Tian.

He hurriedly greeted: "Seventh Elder, Young Master, please come in and have a meal."

So Xueer made a gesture of inviting Xiaoqi and Shuotian and said, "Those two of you are here to ask."

"Yeah." Xiaoqi responded softly and stepped onto the stone bridge.

Shuotian also folded his fists and replied: "Thank you for the reception of the girl."

Then, I followed Xiaoqi.

Xue'er watched Shuotian walk towards her, her lips raised slightly, and she smiled so hard that she was so sweet that she was stunned for a few moments before she came to her senses, turned around and ran to the door quickly.

When Mu Yang saw her like this, he suddenly felt funny: "I really didn't expect that you would be interested in beauty, hahahaha, damn it, I'm so funny."

But when she faced Mu Yang, her face immediately became cold, and her face became really fast.

Mu Yang rubbed his face with his right hand and tried hard to pretend that he had never smiled.

Xueer knocked on the door and whispered: "Miss, Master, it's time to have supper."

The cold voice of the valley master came from it: "Come in."

Xue'er then pushed open the door, Qing'er followed Xue'er in. Mu Yang walked behind them two steps, turned his head and waved at Xiao Qishuotian, made a mouth shape like "Brothers, follow me", turned around and stepped into the house, and Xiao Qi and Shuotian followed him in.

In the inner room, the old man had already got out of bed and sat at the table, and the valley master was sitting beside him pouring tea for him.

However, they were slightly surprised when they saw Mu Yang carrying the plate and following Qing'er in.

The valley master narrowed his eyes, but he didn't say much, but Mu Yang felt like he was locked.

The old man smiled and scolded, "Nothing! How can you let the guests carry the plate!"

Qing'er put the tray on the table and explained: "Don't be angry, Mr. Mu wants to cook a dish for you, and he has been helping in the kitchen just now."
Chapter completed!