The Local Lazy Man System

　　 "Well, are they missing? These are just two large bowls, probably not enough for Liu Qingqing to eat alone." Ye Yaorong looked at the noodles and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

If someone else made it, Liu Qingqing could eat half a bowl of food, that would be a huge amount of food, and Ye Yaorong’s cooking, it’s a delicacy that people still want to eat. Liu Qingqing’s combat effectiveness is absolutely exploding, so Ye Yaorong I was worried that the two bowls would be enough for Liu Qingqing to eat alone.

　　 "Forget it, don't do it, let her eat less, so as not to eat a fat man for herself, that would not be beautiful."

　　 Ye Yaorong was a little scared when he thought of Liu Qingqing's appearance as a fat man. Ye Yaorong didn't want to raise his beautiful wife like a fairy into a fat girl.

　　 Thinking about the fat appearance of Zhao Suqing he knew, Ye Yaorong didn't dare to let his wife eat more noodles. You should know that eating more noodles can easily gain weight.

　　 "Husband, are you alright? I'm so hungry."

　　 Liu Qingqing's nice voice came from the kitchen door. From far to near, before Ye Yaorong could answer, Liu Qingqing was already standing in front of Lai Ye Yaorong.

　　 "Wife, why didn't you sleep?" Ye Yaorong asked with some confusion.

　　 "I can't sleep without you and the bed is cold." Liu Qingqing said lazily.

　　 "Hehe, I am in a warm bed with me." Ye Guangrong said with a gloomy expression.

　　 "What? Husband, don't you want to warm me up?" Liu Qingqing asked while looking at his man with a smile.

　　 "Yes, my husband is most willing to warm you up to my wife." Ye Yaorong looked at Liu Qingqing in good faith and said.

　　 "Hate, what do you think, people are hungry, is your noodles ready?"

　　 Liu Qingqing looked at his man's eyes and understood what he meant, and he couldn't help but said with a blank look at Ye Yaorong.

　　 "The bittern is ready, I will cook the noodles now, and I can eat it when the noodles are cooked," Ye Yaorong said.

　　 "My husband, this is the bittern you made, it's so fragrant."

As soon as she arrived at the stove, Liu Qingqing smelled a strong smell of meat, which caused the greedy worms in Liu Qingqing’s stomach to scream. She stared at the slightly hot pot on the stove, Liu Qing Qing knew that this was what his man was talking about.

　　 "Scent, why not taste it?"

　　 Ye Guangrong saw that Liu Qing was greedy, and asked with a smile.

　　 "Okay, let me taste it and see if you forgot to put any ingredients." Liu Qingqing said with awe-inspiring eyes as he rolled his eyes.

　　 "Then ask my chef's wife to appraise it."

　　 Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Reaching out to lift the lid of the pot, a burst of white mist rose up, and the room was full of meat.

Liu Qingqing smelled the mist that exuded a strong fragrance, and took a few deep breaths. It was fragrant, too fragrant. Liu Qingqing couldn’t wait to pick up a piece of red-colored, semi-fat and semi-lean meat with his chopsticks, and put it in. In the mouth.

　　 "Well, silk... silk... so hot... so fragrant..."

As soon as the meat entered his mouth, Liu Qingqing was scalded. After all, it was just out of the pot. It hasn’t cooled down yet. Can it be scalded, but Liu Qingqing still closed his mouth tightly, preferring to tears from being scalded. , Can not bear to spit out the meat in the mouth.

　　Because it is too fragrant, Liu Qingqing was conquered by the charming taste as soon as the meat entered his mouth. If this meat was spit out because it was hot, it would be condemned by God.

　　 "Wife, are you okay." Ye Yaorong asked after seeing his wife being burned.

　　 Liu Qingqing waved his hand, somewhat speechless.

　　 After a long time, I don’t know if Liu Qingqing has adapted to the heat, or if the meat has cooled down, and it doesn’t feel so hot. Then Liu Qingqing can taste it well.

　　 One bite, you feel the mouth is full of fragrance, the taste is rich, fat but not greasy, melts in the mouth, thin but not woody, smooth and soft...

　　 Liu Qingqing used all the words she could think of, before she felt she could not express her praise for this piece of meat. In a word, it's so delicious.

　　 Liu Qingqing aftertastes there for a long time before coming back to his senses, and then staring at the meat in the pot with bright eyes, his eyes are brighter than a light bulb.

　　 "Wife, are you okay?"

　　 Ye Guangrong still asked with some worry. Don't scald your wife.

　　 "My husband, this bittern you made is so delicious, will my husband let me eat another piece?" Liu Qingqing looked at Ye Yaorong expectantly.

　　 "You don't eat noodles anymore?" Ye Yaorong asked with some amusement.

　　 "I want to eat noodles, I want to take another bite of this bite." Liu Qingqing said.

　　 "Well, just one piece."

　　 Ye Guangrong took a piece of meat out with his chopsticks, blew it on his mouth, and felt it was almost cold, so he fed it to Liu Qingqing.

　　 "My husband, you are so kind." Liu Qingqing said happily with meat in his mouth.

　　 "Well, wife, wait a while outside, and my husband will cook noodles for you right away." Ye Guangrong looked at the phone and said to Liu Qingqing when it was past eleven.

　　 Ten minutes later, Ye Guangrong was holding a bowl of hot, fragrant noodles, and placed it in front of Liu Qingqing who was already sitting at the table.

　　 "My husband, your noodles are delicious."

　　 Looking at the steaming bowl of noodles in front of him, smelling the tempting fragrance, Liu Qingqing drooled.

　　 "That is for sure, that is, you are blessed, and others have no chance to eat your husband's noodles." Ye Yaorong said triumphantly.

"Husband, will you make noodles for me for a lifetime?" Liu Qingqing asked, looking at Ye Yaorong affectionately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This question is too esoteric. Wouldn't it be too wrong for you to eat noodles for a lifetime? No matter what, I have to give you a good meal every now and then. "Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

　　 "Husband, you really hate you, don't talk about it, eat noodles."

　　 Seeing that his man misinterpreted the meaning of his words, Liu Qingqing gulped his noodles in depression. The noodles made by my own man are really delicious. The noodles are particularly strong and tasteful when chewed. With the fragrance of shredded meat, Liu Qingqing can't stop eating after a bite.

　　 "Guests are here, guests are here."

　　 In such a cold day, the parrot "Yingying" who was originally nesting in her nest suddenly flew into the kitchen and shouted at Ye Guangrong and the others.

　　 "Who is here in such a cold day?" Ye Yaorong said with some doubts.

　　 "Husband, let's go out and have a look."

　　 After eating the noodles, Liu Qingqing wiped his mouth with a tissue. Liu Qingqing was also very curious about who would come to his house in this snowy day.

　　 "Is this Ye Guangrong's house?" The postman who was standing outside the yard asked the postman when he and his wife walked out of the yard.

　　Taoyuan Village is very remote. Except for postal express, YTO Express, Zhongtong Express, or Yunda Express will not deliver things to the village.

So if people outside want to send something to the village, they use postal express. Although postal express is expensive and slow, it can be delivered to your door in 90% of the country. This is done by other express companies. Less than.

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