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Ling Yao was still at a loss for a while, thinking that Mu Yang hadn't heard clearly, so he emphasized again: "No need to look for it, I can't do it."

Mu Yang patted her chest, pointing her thumb to herself, "I will!"

"Ah? You will?" Ling Yao really didn't know that Muyang had this skill. To be honest, they didn't get along with Muyang for a long time, and they didn't know Muyang very well.

After all, it's really rare for men to cook.

Seeing Ling Yao doubtfully, Mu Yang said again: "Oh, don't worry, I can definitely do it to his satisfaction, but my cooking skills have been approved by the father and the owner."

Ling Yao stared at Mu Yang blankly, thinking in her heart, whether what he said was really true, there is no way to prove it, and there is no time to prove it, anyway, a large table of dishes have been prepared, even if one of the dishes collapsed, it should be The problem is not big, at least Master can see that they have this intention.

So Ling Yao gritted her teeth and said to Mu Yang, "There are a lot of them in the river outside the door."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Yang ran out as soon as he slipped a cigarette. After a while, he brought back a big yellow croaker.

Muyang quickly processed the fish by the pool, marinated the fish with salt and cooking wine and set aside, and then prepared auxiliary materials.

Ling Yao watched Mu Yang move so skillfully, she believed Mu Yang's words just now, "Junior Brother, do you need my help?"

Muyang patted the garlic while saying, "Ah, senior sister, help me heat up the oil and fry the fish later."

"Oh, okay." Ling Yao started to burn the oil, and watched how Mu Yang did it from time to time, "I will also learn, and I can do it myself if you are not here."

"OK."

After Mu Yang prepared the ingredients, he went to the side jar and took out a bowl of sauce, and went to the cupboard to take out some sugar. "Sister, where is the flour? Make some flour, the fish is almost marinated, and both sides are covered with flour and oil. Fry it."

It's noisy, as Ling Yao puts the fish out of the pot, a scent fills up. After deep-fried until golden on both sides, Muyang took it out with a spoon, then added green onion, **** and garlic until fragrant, and then put the mixed sauce Go in and stir fry.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult, but you have a good grasp of heat and other things, and there is already a fragrance. I can't tell, my little brother still has this kind of craft."

Mu Yang stirred his frying while shaking his bangs, "Hey, you don’t know a lot, don’t you know how much old man loves to eat the food I cook, and Xiaoqi, they have all eaten, although I do It’s not superb, but it definitely suits your appetite."

While talking, Mu Yang casually added a scoop of water, put the fried yellow croaker in the pot, added the prepared spices, covered the pot and simmered.

"Okay, just wait for the juice to be collected."

Mu Yang clapped his hands, walked to the desk, and looked around, flicking and flicking, thinking about what else to cook.

Ling Yao bends down by the side of the pot, leaning over her nose and smelling the smell, enjoying it with her face: "It should be this smell, I haven't run away, Junior Brother is amazing! Master must love it very much."

Ling Yao couldn't help but give Mu Yang a thumbs up. Fortunately, Mu Yang's help today could add to the dinner.

Afterwards, Mu Yang made a few more side dishes, and put them on the stone table together with the braised yellow croaker, and buckled the heat-preserving circle.

Everything was ready, just waiting for Fu Luochen to bring Lao Xue back.

Ling Yao took off his apron and went back to the room to dress up. Mu Yang also went back and changed his clothes, and took a bath with the spirit fluid by the way.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother said that they have gone back, are you ready?"

When Mu Yang was still in the bath, Ling Yao stood outside the door and shouted, and hurriedly responded, crawling out of the bathtub and getting dressed.

As soon as Mu Yang opened the door of the room, the door of the yard was also pushed open. Old Xue and Fu Luochen walked in, but Old Xue didn't seem to be very happy.

Before he saw the food on a table in the yard, he turned his head and sternly scolded: "The vision you mentioned is that two ducks are fighting? Isn't the training task not enough to be too idle?"

Fu Luochen lowered his head, but he was so wronged. He really couldn't think of any good reasons. He could only deceive Old Xue Lianmeng to Nanshan, which was enough time.

Upon seeing this, Ling Yao smiled and ran forward, "Master, don't blame brother, it was my idea."

Old Xue was stunned, as if he was about to curse, but he couldn't speak to Ling Yao. After all, he had always raised this girl as a daughter, and he was reluctant to beat and scold, "What do you mean? "

Mu Yang smiled behind him: "Haha, Master, they are here to surprise you."

Old Xue only noticed that Mu Yang had already returned. He was so angry that he didn't even see him. "When did you come back?"

Mu Yang walked over, "Hey, it didn't take long, just came back."

"You said surprise? What kind of surprise?" Old Xue looked at the three suspiciously, always feeling that they were doing things behind their backs.

Mu Yang snorted towards the stone table. Old Xue turned around and looked at him. He was stunned. He didn't speak for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing this big table dish, Old Xue was a little surprised and looked back blankly. Looking at the three people, "What are you doing?"

Mu Yang took out two small pieces of colored paper from nowhere and threw it into the air, shouting: "Happy birthday Master!"

But Ling Yao slapped him on the back of his head, "How can I say it, I should wish Master Longevity than Nanshan."

Mu Yang thought for a while, and it didn't seem like a good idea to say happy birthday to the elders, so he quickly changed his words, "Then I wish Master the best of luck, haha."

Old Xue's lips trembled and the emotions in his eyes were complicated. He asked Fu Luochen, "You led me out for this meal?"

Fu Luochen scratched his scalp and smirked, "Isn't this trying to surprise you."

Old Xue Chang sighed, looked at the three children in front of him, and smiled with relief: "Hahaha, you little guys, you have learned to play tricks with me. I'm old enough to forget about it. Unexpectedly, you still remember, that's good, let’s have dinner."

Old Xue strode to the stone table and with a wave of his hand, he withdrew the heat-preserving circle, a scent spread directly, and he saw the sauce-boiled yellow croaker in the middle at a glance, "Is this what you did?"

The three of Muyang approached, Ling Yao pushed Muyang to the front and smiled: "This, but Muyang made it for you. He didn't have time to rest when he came back, so he plunged into the kitchen and gave it to you. Let's make this dish."

Muyang was embarrassed to be praised. Old Xue had heard of Muyang’s cooking skills, but he had never seen it before, so he took a bite of his chopsticks and said, “Well! Yes, it’s the taste, Muyang, you Where did you find my taste?"

Mu Yang smiled and said: "Hey, it was the senior sister who told me that she also cooked this big table dish, Master, you can taste it."