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It was the first day of the first month, the thirty-seventh year of Qian Ling …

When An Zhou sent her a letter to Qingzhou, Liu Wei was in the kitchen of a large household searching for rice. Wei Chou was looking at her at the side, his heart trembling with fear.

When Lei Lang personally brought the letter to the door, he saw Liu Si Zuo trying to figure out the water level, and just as he was about to put the rice in the pot, he remembered that it was New Year's Day, so he asked, "Second Prince, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Lei Lang happened to be at the side. He took a few glances and realized that they were all medicine orders that he could not understand. He was a little puzzled and asked, "Did you send them incorrectly? Isn't this a prescription? "

However, after Liu Wei looked around, she suddenly laughed: "It's a letter from my family, it's from my son." After saying that, she read through the letter again before folding it and placing it carefully in his bosom. He passionately said to Lei Long, "Since we've met, let's eat here tonight. Your family is not from the Azure Province, it's very lonely here during New Year."

Lei Lang chuckled. He never thought that there would be such a good thing. Liu Si Zuo still had time to leave people for their meals? He hurriedly wanted to agree.

In the end, Wei Chou tugged him and stared at him.

Lei Er pushed Wei Chou a little and said, "I'm not eating much, what are you not willing to part with it for?"

Hearing his words, Liu Wei was overjoyed. She waved her hand at Wei Chou: "Don't be so stingy, she's a guest, I've made a lot, and it's enough to eat."

Wei Chou's face darkened as she looked at the self-confident Liu Wei and then looked at the unknowing Lei Lang. After a while, she coldly snorted, "Hmph!"

Lei Lang didn't understand Wei Chou's attitude. He happily went to the outer hall, waiting for food to arrive. After a while, he smelt the smell of paste coming from the kitchen.

He frowned and could not help but ask Zhong Ziyu who was reading by the side: "Did you burn something?"

Zhong Ziyu did not even raise her eyelids, and asked coldly: "What?"

Lei Lang pointed towards the outside of the hall. "It seems to be muddled by something?"

Zhong Ziyu raised his head, looked outside the hall, and shook his head: "No, I don't smell it."

Lei Lang wrinkled his nose. He discovered that the smell was about to hit his face. He frowned and said, "Did something happen? I'll go take a look."

Zhong Ziyu called out to him hurriedly and said warily, "You promised to stay for dinner, don't you dare run away."

Lei Lang was puzzled. "What?"

After another two hours, the dishes were served.

The sky outside was close to the westward slope. In the ice-cold winter, the atmosphere in the hall was still quite lively.

Lei Lang's entire body went stiff as he looked at the table full of 'delicacies'. The chopsticks in his hand almost fell out of his grasp.

At this time, Wei Chou came over casually. She took out a porcelain bottle and took out a medicinal pellet from it.

Raylon's hand trembled as he held the pill.

Liu was very talented, very intelligent, very intelligent, but she cooked very bad.

After finishing her memorable New Year's Eve meal with a thunderstruck look on his face, he staggered away, leaning against the wall.

Wei Chou ate that entire plate of shredded radish throughout the entire table. Other than oil, there was nothing in the shredded radish but it was a plate of normal shredded radish with a taste similar to raw radish. However, compared to the other dishes, the radish was so delicious that it brought tears to one's eyes.

Reardon was slow, he did not grab the shredded radish. The hospitable Lyusso picked up several dishes, and he ate them all. He ate until he doubted his own life.

The young man called Zhong Ziyu was even more smiling, he did not eat anything, and was clearly a healthy person from two hours ago. She was reading books, chatting and acting like she was in a good mood, but in the end, while eating, he suddenly became unhappy, saying that there was an inflammation in her throat, she could not speak, could not eat, and could only drink.

Wei Chou loved to eat vegetarian food. Since Young Master Zhong's throat was not good, Liu Si Zuo was so hot-blooded that he vented his anger on the person who came to his doorstep.

Reardon had never felt so close to Liu Sizzo before, and was always meticulous to him. Whenever there was a little less food in the plate, she would immediately make up for it herself, making sure that the "delicacies" in your bowl were top-notch or that she had no way of entertaining them.

He finally understood why Second Prince, that Young Master with the surname Yue and Hai Dongjun hadn't come home to eat during the new year celebration. It wasn't easy for them either, who wouldn't want to live?

Lei Long couldn't understand how Liu Si Zuo's skills could be so bad. When he left the main courtyard, he asked Wei Chou about sending him out personally.

Wei Chou said with a sullen face: "She wasn't like this in the past, she could cook things, and could cook some inelegant dishes, but she could still eat them, but a few days ago … …"

"What happened a few days ago?"

Wei Chou was at a loss: "A few days ago, she went to the River Restaurant to drink a small feast. He said that he wanted to buy a table for the feast, and on the night of New Year's Eve, he had the waiter deliver it to the main hall so that everyone could have a good year together."

Wei Chou shook his head: "Drinking River Restaurant is full of orders now, I won't be accepting new orders. We will talk and then we will book another one, but Liu Wei is unhappy, she said that he said that he could pick up another one the day before, he already made an appointment to pay for the next one, why would he be filled up the next day, she thinks that there's something fishy about it."

Lei Lang was speechless. "What sort of tricks can this be?"

"There's really something fishy." Wei Chou was very old: "The owner of River Drinking House cut the queue for his cousin and asked for the last table."

Lei Lang held his forehead and asked, "So?"

"Liu Wei was mad at the bet. He said that she wanted to make it himself, and wanted to make the same menu as the River Drinking House."

"The head chef of the River Restaurant is from the north. The Southern Cuisine method is completely different from the North Cuisine method, why didn't you guys advise her against it?"

Wei Chou was also very angry: "How do we know she's a cripple! It's so bad to be able to cook! "

Raylon covered his face in grief.

Wei Chou gave him the final strike that added insult to injury: "The most terrifying thing is that after finishing last night, Rong Ling even said it was delicious."

Lei Lang was shocked. "Is Second Prince serious?"

Wei Chou laughed sinisterly: "Is it true, that he won't be back tonight?"

Lei Lang understood and nodded his head sorrowfully before limping out.

It was at this time that Liu Wei came out to pour water. Seeing that Roulang, who was in the courtyard, had not left yet, Liu Wei became especially enthusiastic and shouted in a loud voice, "Vice General Ruo, happy new year!"

Lei Lang stiffly turned his head, looked at the man in men's clothing who was laughing brilliantly in the courtyard, then turned around. When he turned around, he lifted his head, and his tears flowed back into his stomach.

He muttered miserably, "Then … "Hurry up and be happy."

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