Lantai explained: "Toads want to eat swan meat is a common saying, which is a metaphor for people overestimating themselves. For example, I am hoping for something that I shouldn't have obtained by myself."

"You?" Shan Gui blinked, "What is the young master looking forward to?"

"You."

"Me?" Zhu Huayu pointed at her nose, "I'm not a thing."

"Hahaha, that's a swear word, don't say that."

"Why are you swearing? You are not something, I am not something, you are a mortal, I am a god, we are not something..."

The mountain ghost, who didn't know much about human relationships and worldly affairs, was unconsciously rumored for a while, and then lowered his head and played with the gadget with relish, with an intoxicated look on his face.

Lan Tai looked at her, and looked intoxicated.

It's so fun. This girl has never been tired of seeing her for a hundred years.

Maybe it was because he first put food in his pocket, so he took it out in the end and it was packaged separately in grease paper.

The white and soft ones are beef milk cakes, the fresh and soft ones are fish glutinous flower cakes, the crisp and fragrant ones are shredded pork muffins, and the five treasure stews of mandarin ducks, lychee white waists, and sheep tongue marks... I feel like it takes a group of foodies a few days to finish so much.

The mountain ghost licked and bitten, surrounded by a lot of delicious food, and was as happy as a little mouse who had stolen oil.

However, she only eats vegetarian food and gives up everything that is dipped in meat.

After tasting it, she pointed to Shanhaiguo's specialty honey bait and commented that it was the least delicious if you put too much sugar.

If it were another woman, no matter how disliked her, she would not speak out. She would probably make excuses, such as eating full, fearing weight, being reluctant to eat, etc.

I have seen more women with heavy makeup, and more scheming women. The pure and simple ghost of Lantai Youaishan Ghost has a sensible character.

"I think some folk dishes are probably more suitable for your taste."

Lantai insisted on recommending everything he thought was delicious to her.

The mountain ghost asked with interest: "What is it like?"

“Cool bracken.”

“Braut is also a dish?”

"certainly."

The mountain ghost looked like a little greedy cat: "Can you make it for Yu'er? The young master said that Yu'er could find whatever food you need."

"First, you need a handful of fresh bracken, then a little sugar, a little salt, a little sesame oil, and a plate and a pot of boiling water. By the way, if you can eat spicy food, then some red peppers."

"This is easy to deal with, Yu'er will go back."

"Swoosh" a breeze, and the corner of the skirt flashed and disappeared. I also took the initiative to eat her.

Lantai was still thinking that she was asking the little beauty a problem. Even if she had some seasonings, where would she find the pot?

But not long after, Yu'er returned triumphantly with a smile.

In one hand, a handful of washed ferns was watery; in the other hand, a pile of small bamboo bottles were wrapped in burdock leaves, containing sugar, salt, sesame oil and fresh red peppers. The burdock leaves unfolded later, making it a perfect dish container.

There was also a container made of big burdock leaves on my head, which was steadily filled with clear water!

With so many things, his figure is still so light, and there is no sign of embarrassment on his face, which is even better than an acrobat.

But can you free up your hand by putting bracken on a bamboo bottle?

"My God, we Yu'er is so capable!"

"Yunrong Mountain has everything, and there are many such dishes on the hillside of Xiangyang. Yu'er made a pot with leaves. Are you smart?"

The mountain ghost smiled and wrinkled his little nose.

Lan Tai quickly praised her.

The bracken looks particularly interesting. The top of the stem is almost exactly the same as the head of the violin today, and it is a bit like half a butterfly crispy. Therefore, some modern countries call bracken "boutique"!

Lantai has already made the fire, and the pot made of leaves is raised high above the fire. The burdock in the mountains grows differently than in the city. It is thick and strong, so it is no problem to be a handsome pot.

When the water was boiling, Lantai was not idle either. He used a knife to cut four branches into four chopsticks, which was great.

Ordinary noble children are busy hiding cats and dogs all day long, but they don’t have the same tricks.

After a while, the water boiled and he threw all the bracken heads into the pot.

After cooking, take it out and put it on the burdock "platter", add appropriate amount of sugar, salt and sprinkle some red peppers to garnish.

The red, the green, and the color combination make people enjoy their appetites, making the mountain ghost saliva flow down, and the tip of his tongue stretched out and licked his lips.

"Yu'er first tastes it for the young master, hehe."

Lantai smiled and handed it to her.

The mountain ghost couldn't wait to put a chopstick into his mouth, and then showed an extremely intoxicated expression: "It's so delicious, you can actually make the grass so good!"

He looked at the chef with admiration and quickly stuffed another chopstick into his mouth.

Lan Tai suddenly felt a little sorry for her.

Cold bracken is just a home-cooked dish for ordinary people, and its ingredients are not expensive at all, which makes the girl so greedy.

I really want to make a large table of hearty dishes now and give her all the delicious food in the world.

Holantai's mother died early, unlike the other two princes who were rich and well-off. His family was the shabby. He often ate some porridge and side dishes, and even cooked himself from time to time to leave holidays for the only chef. Sometimes he even drank the chef at home indifferently.

The mountain ghost kept stuffing his horse into his mouth with one chopstick after another, his cheeks were bulging, and he ate with relish. The Lantai also watched with relish.

The burdock leaf plate was almost bottomed out, and she suddenly stopped, slowly raised her head, and said weakly as if she had made a big mistake: "Oh no, I forgot that my young master hasn't eaten yet, what should I do, what should I do..."

"Haha, it doesn't matter. If you like it, you will give it to you."

The mountain ghost was stunned for a moment, then showed a happy expression: "Then Yu'er is welcome."

Hula, Hula, her cheeks were so bulging that she never went down. It turned out that she was really not afraid of spicy food.

At the end, the mountain ghost looked disappointed at the empty Burdock Leaf Pan, obviously not satisfied.

After taking a closer look, she finally found that there was still some golden sesame oil on the bottom of the plate. She quickly stretched out her tongue and licked it twice. What's wrong, she was sure that nothing was gone, but she still looked unsatisfied.

Seeing her like this, Lan Tai was a little sorry: "I will do it for you next time, and do more."

"I'll wait," the mountain ghost nodded hopefully, and then rushed over to protect the guy on the ground as soon as possible. "Then don't remove this fire-making airs."

"Haha, OK, I'll take the blame next time."

Shan Gui had this extremely innocuous rabbit meal with satisfaction, and the two sat shoulder to shoulder on the empty grass to chat.
Chapter completed!