Wei Ning came in from outside and saw Lin Miao having meat and chicken legs, and the corners of her mouth immediately raised up.

He also said, "These are so troublesome. We don't pay attention to these things, just stutter."

Li Qi immediately widened his eyes.

Food is the most important thing for people.

My sister is so delicious when cooking, it’s a loss to eat less.

Where can I do whatever I want?

Wei Ning glared at him, smiling humbly and shyly.

"It's okay," Lin Miao didn't mind, "With a steamer, I can have a better job."

"And most of the time I cook is stew, and after putting it in the pot, I'm fine."

"I just make all the northern flavors, I'm afraid you won't get used to it."

"No, we are not picky about food, we like to eat whatever you do."

"That's good," Lin Miao smiled happily.

As a craftsman, isn’t the happiest thing about people appreciating it?

Liu Feng looked at Wei Ning and the dishes that were constantly cooked, and he had a secret understanding in his heart.

It turns out that flattery can be used like this.

When the chef came over, he saw that the supper was ready again.

His face looked a little ugly.

In the past, this place was his territory, and Lin Miao only came occasionally when he wanted to make medicinal food for Mr. Luo.

But now, this place has become the world of Lin Miao.

This made the chefs who were used to it very uncomfortable.

He kept saying something, but when he saw Li Qi and the others were there, he held back and said nothing.

Wait until the two of them came out with food.
Chapter completed!