The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Jiang Fu's eyes widened.

This is said, as if entering the kitchen is a good thing.

It seemed that she let Xie Yao and the others into the kitchen because she favored them.

She looked at Xie Cheng.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, raising his eyes slightly, with a proud demeanor and picturesque features, but it was the slight grievance that seemed to be there, which was a bit out of tune with him.

Jiang Fu opened his mouth, and had no choice but to explain: "...the kitchen fume is too strong, it will smoke the general."

"The general is a man of gold and jade, when did he enter the kitchen before, how could he..."

Xie Cheng: "I knew it."

What did Jiang Fu know when he paused?

She looked at Xie Cheng, why, why did he seem to be more wronged than before.

Xie Cheng lowered his eyes, his fair and slender fingers gently grabbed the clothes, his slender black eyelashes drooped, and two dark shadows were reflected in his eyes, covering the emotions in the man's eyes.

His voice was low and muffled, "I have already broken my leg, I am a useless person, and I am disgusted everywhere."

Eleven shook his hand and almost pushed him down.

He thought yesterday that he would not find it strange that the general would do anything from now on, but today he still couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, it really broke through the lower limit again and again...

When Jiang Fu heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, how could the general think so, Mr. Fu said, your leg can be cured, don't think so, and even if the general can't leave now Lu, you can't practice martial arts, but you are still the youngest number one scholar in Xuanwu!"

She even walked up to Xie Cheng, squatted down in front of him, looked up at him and said, "A person like General who is both civil and military, must not think like this."

Xie Cheng's eyebrows stretched slightly, and he also knew that he was the youngest champion of Xuanwu, not bad.

Eleven pursed her lips and looked into the distance, just, it was outrageous.

The general was not such a narcissistic person in the past, he was never someone who liked to listen to others praise him, now why...

I think he is quite useful.

In the end, Xie Cheng got his wish and was pushed into Jiang Fu's small kitchen.

The kitchen is not big, Qinghe Court originally didn't have a kitchen, because Jiang Fu likes to make food by himself, so the old lady ordered someone to make a small kitchen for her.

The small kitchen is clean and bright, and the ingredients are well placed together, looking very fresh.

Jiang Fu had already stood in front of a large pile of vegetables to choose, and while looking at the vegetables, she asked, "What would the general want to eat, is there anything you want to eat?"

Xie Cheng didn't have anything in particular he wanted to eat, he thought everything made by Jiang Fu was delicious.

But he still stretched out his hand, put his white hand on his cheek, and asked with a slight smile, "Can you eat anything you want?"

Jiang Fu frowned, holding a small basin for washing vegetables, she seemed a little distressed, she said, "No, I don't know how to do many things."

She used to think that she knew a lot of things, but if the general asked her like this, it seemed that there were still many things she didn't know.

Xie Cheng chuckled lightly, but it was like a breeze, making his black eyes even more radiant, "Then do what Ah Fu likes."

"I can eat anything."

At the end, I solemnly add the last sentence:

"Everything Ah Fu cooks is delicious, and I like to eat them all."

This is true.

Not a single word is adulterated.

Jiang Fu pursed his lips lightly, then lowered his head to pick out the ingredients.

She has heard many things like this, Min Min said it, A Yao said it, A Yun said it...

Many people have said that the general just said it casually, so don't take it to heart.