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Yan Luoluo didn't go far before he came to a hill. In order to create a more original living experience for the guests, many fruit trees and wild vegetables were planted on the hill. Yan Luoluo picked a basket of them.

Last night, she found this vegetable field through the French window of her room. At that time, she decided to get up early and go back to make breakfast for mu Beihan.

Mu Beihan can't get used to the breakfast outside, and the chef is not around, so she can only make it by herself.

His implication is that he wants to eat the breakfast made by Yan Luoluo.

The old man's eyes brightened again. This time, he finally focused on Yan Luoluo and looked at her carefully. After that, he had no intention to introduce himself. He said to himself, "I haven't had breakfast yet."

Yan Luoluo was a little depressed when he repeatedly ignored her problems. However, in view of respecting the old and loving the young, she had to be patient and replied with a good temper: "just five minutes."

Who knows whether the old man deliberately did not answer her or how, once again ignoring her question, asked according to his own temperament: "how long will it take?"

"Yes, sir. How do you know?"

He suddenly guessed what was cooking inside, which surprised Yan Luoluo. At the same time, he was also curious about the old man.

"This is raw fish porridge?"

The old man just ignored her problem, and even ignored her. He went to the kitchen table and looked around. His eyes lit up when they fell on the special porridge pot.

Yan Luoluo looked at this suddenly appeared "strange old man", confused.

The old man looks very old, but she has never seen the old man before. Why did he come here suddenly? And the question just now, are you asking yourself?

She turned back and asked, "who are you?"

Yan Luoluo almost lost his shovel.

The old man's voice suddenly rang out, which startled Yan Luoluo who focused on cooking.

"Did you make any fish soup or something?"

The old man followed the fragrance and saw the dishes neatly placed on the table at a glance. He sucked his nose again and felt that something was wrong.

Yan Luoluo has nothing to do at home. She often consults with her aunt for cooking skills. The dishes she makes are delicious, especially fish porridge. Although she hasn't opened the pot yet, the aroma has gone far away, attracting an old man who plans to go downstairs for a walk.

It took her an hour and a half to cook porridge, during which she cooked several dishes with the ingredients available in the kitchen.

They live in a public kitchen under the room. Yan Luoluo cleans up the wild vegetables and cuts them neatly. He asks the kitchen for a wild bass and plans to make sashimi porridge for mu Beihan.

In view of the old man's arrogant attitude, Yan Luoluo really didn't want to invite him to have breakfast together. What's more, these are all love breakfasts she made for mu Beihan, and she was not willing to share them with others.

Seeing that she was a little hesitant, the old man suddenly began to sell miserably: "the doctor said that I had a bad stomach, so I had better eat breakfast at 6:30, and have some liquid food. At this time, the cook in the back kitchen has just started to prepare food materials. I'm afraid I can't have breakfast in the specified time."

With that, the old man even pretended to sigh. He glanced at Yan Luoluo and watched her reaction quietly.