Chapter 174

Wiener gritted his teeth and quickly chased out.

Lin Yue's expression remained the same, without much change, he had already concealed all his emotions, and said lightly: "The honored guests are coming, I am not well received in the Golden Temple, please forgive me. What are you still doing, immediately Prepare the first-class tea, and the others will go back with me to prepare the ingredients for lunch."

"Don't worry, Chef Lin is free. This is the first time I've been to the Golden Temple, and I want to walk around." Mu Cangyun nodded and smiled, but his eyes were aimed at the person behind the curtain. Little thing, do you still want to hide?

What, these two seem to know each other? Frowning slightly, Mo Qing saw Mu Cangyun looking at Feng Qingge and was wondering in her heart, but she saw Mu Cangyun turned towards Mo Yang.

"I think you're very familiar, what's your name?" Mu Cangyun raised his mouth, looking at Mo Yang with a cold expression. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word. ignore his presence.

Glancing at Mu Cangyun in front of him, Mo Yang replied indifferently, "Mo Yang, Mo Yan's ink, Sunshine Yang."

"What a good Mo Yang, if you just talk about Mo Yang, I thought you would be a disciple of Sang Guo's Mo family." With a soft smile, Mu Cangyun turned around and walked towards the backyard.

It's just that when the pressure came out, Mo Yang's face became a little ugly, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped to the ground. He couldn't help taking a breath of cold air. He was so strong and majestic. What is the origin of this man, the god of war in Yun Country?

Pulling Mo Qing back to the backyard, Feng Qingge took the axe and slashed it. It was almost time for lunch, and the firewood needed was twice as much as usual. She and Mo Qing looked around, ignoring that there were still a lot of firewood in their hands. 's live.

Her speed is very fast. She often survives in the wild. She has long been used to chopping firewood for cooking. When the axe in her hand falls, a piece of wood has become firewood in less than 30 seconds, and it is piled up in the corner.

It's just that Mo Qing suffers like this. His speed is very fast, and the axe in his hand is also very heavy. The whole person chops the wood and looks more tired than carrying a stone. The axe in his hand fell together, and he chopped for a few minutes without splitting the wood in front of him.

"Stupid, how can you cut wood like this. The wood must be placed upright, pay attention to the grain on each piece of wood, don't cut against the grain, follow the grain here, and the knife must be firm when it falls, and it will be cut to the end. It's done!" Pointing at Mo Qing's head, Feng Qingge did it in a normal manner.

She couldn't bear to see that Mo Qing was carrying an axe and chopping wood horizontally and vertically. What kind of woodcutting is this!

With her brows furrowed, Mo Qing rubbed her shoulders and stuck her tongue out, saying, "Well, I didn't rest well last night, and I didn't eat much in the morning, can you help me by the way and chop up all the firewood? what?"

Every piece of firewood should be the same thickness and the same weight. He came to learn how to cook, not to chop firewood. The weight of each firewood is the same. Isn't this kidding him? It's almost done, why be so precise?

He couldn't believe it, Lin Yue's eyes could still see the weight of firewood? Unless, he is looking at it with a scale, but in order to burn the fire, it is too time-consuming to get wood. If possible, Mo Qing would like to put the whole root into the kitchen directly, so that those people will have a good time.

"What do you want to do, continue to steal lessons?" Feng Qingge laughed softly.

His face flushed, Mo Qing waved his hand quickly and said: "How is it possible, now at noon, there are so many people, and I can't learn anything from stealing. You help me take a look here, I'll go to a thatched hut and come back soon. "

this kid...

Before Feng Qingge could answer, Mo Qing smeared oil on her feet and slipped away. At that speed, Feng Qingge was stunned.

For her, this chopping of firewood is only an entry-level thing. If an ordinary person needs to chop firewood for a day, she can do it in three hours. With the knife in his hand, he steadily chopped it out, and the firewood piled in the corner gradually increased, but it could barely meet the needs of noon.

"Xiping, we have always been very good sisters, I think you can understand me." The graceful figure chased after her, her slender legs swaying, and the servants around her felt warm, but they didn't Dare to play any bad idea.

Shan Xiping's face was even more ugly. She ignored the people behind her and glanced at Feng Qingge, who was taking a nap. She couldn't help but say angrily, "Boy, is the Jinluan Temple here for you to be lazy? It’s not good to chop wood! Look at what kind of thing you are chopping, don’t rely on you to pass the test to be arrogant!”

"It's you!" Following Shan Xiping's gaze, Weiner's face sank. Yesterday, she was dissatisfied with Feng Qingge on the street. She never thought that she was actually a student in the Golden Temple! If she wants to save her relationship with Shan Xiping, she has to make her happy first.

This kid just hit the head of the gun, how could she give up this opportunity?

At the moment, Wiener stepped out and reached out to pick out the firewood chopped by Mo Qing. The uneven wood was really ugly.

"Going to the Golden Temple to do things, you dare to be lazy, what are you hacking? It's better to let a dog bite than you!" Weiner yelled angrily, kicking out, only to hear "Boom" With a bang, the firewood piled in the corner of the wall immediately dispersed and fell to both sides.

Glancing at Wiener, Feng Qingge pinched her shoulders and said indifferently, "Then give me a try."

"Presumptuous, Feng Xunbing, don't you know that Weiner is the princess of the Sang country? You dare to speak to Weiner in such a tone, you are impatient!" Shan Xiping snorted coldly, moving Weiner's identity. came out. Now that he is in the territory of Sang country, he has to act on the princess's face no matter what.

With a snort of disdain, Feng Qingge cupped her hands and said, "So Princess Sangguo, I heard that Princess Sangguo has always been gentle and decent, winning the battlefield and the kitchen. Now the whole Sangguo is congratulating the princess, the princess and Yun. King Guocen is truly worthy."

"Really?" Wiener asked subconsciously with a happy heart.

idiot...

Feng Qingge nodded and said, "Of course."

"Fart, what's the match, what's good about him, King Cen, can he compare to the warriors of our Sang country? With his small stature, Yun Guo really has no one. He looks so thin, and you marry Weiner. How can he be happy, a man in the country of Yun, a coward, is not as good as a warrior in the country of Sang!" Shan Xiping roared, in the country of Sang, men are generally over 1.9 meters, but Mu Cangyun is close to one. In Shan Xiping's eyes, Mi Jiu's size is like a little bit.

Feng Qingge almost burst out laughing, what Shan Xiping said was really accurate, Mu Cangyun's bedtime skills seemed, like...