I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 52 My lost sister
As soon as the soup enters your mouth, the fresh and fragrant flavor lingers on your tongue.Master Mo's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't say much. He just used chopsticks to pick out the slices of meat that had just been rinsed. After eating the sauce carefully, he felt the taste was endless.

Although Luo Qianhuai was very hungry, he knew that he could only go back to the kitchen and enjoy the prepared small hot pot until he was done eating.

Unexpectedly, although Mr. Mo showed his love for food, his every move was still unhurried and elegant, and he seemed to want to eat this hot pot meal for an hour or two.

The heat of the charcoal fire swept over his face, revealing a crimson color among the paleness, and even the tips of his long phoenix eyes added a touch of rays of glow.

The beauty was so delicious that Luo Qianhuai forgot about his hunger for a moment, his eyes lingered on him unconsciously, and he even forgot most of the work of serving the meal, so naturally he would not feel any resentment.

But when Wei Cang and Wei Ying poked their heads in, offered several jars of fine wine, and politely expressed their desire to have a lunch party with the Lord, she suddenly felt that she couldn't bear it anymore.

There is not much soup base in the private collection, and the same is true for the sliced ​​meat ingredients. It may not be enough for myself, so how can I give it to these two freeloaders?

Mr. Mo obviously didn't hear Luo Qianhuai's slander. "Wei Lian, prepare three more copies and send them over as is." He ordered casually.

Luo Qianhuai had no choice but to return to the kitchen. She saw that the two-color soup base left before was only enough to make a hot pot. But if she made it again, she was lazy, hungry and greedy, and she had to add five points. Unwilling.

She thought for a while, then suddenly decided to eat two large plates of mutton and vegetables using the soup base she had made earlier.

After that, Luo Qianhuai burped, took three single-cup bronze dyeing furnaces, casually added some water, chopped green onions and salt into them, and asked someone to cut some meat slices, and then called the maids Load the plate and take it out.

Are there any policies or countermeasures? She has rich experience in dealing with this kind of thing.

After all, she would be able to escape in more than three hours at most, and she would not be afraid of offending Wei Cang and Wei Ying.

I just don’t know who the third person Mr. Mo wants to invite to lunch is.

Naturally, there won't be any aroma in the bottom of the clear soup pot. Fortunately, Mr. Mo's two-color soup base is rich in flavor, which does a bit of covering up.

Wei Cang has never had any requirements for food. After Luo Qianhuai prepared the base ingredients and gave a brief demonstration, he immediately started chewing according to the instructions, but Wei Ying was not so easy to dismiss.

He deliberately went to the soup pot to smell it, and frowned: "Wei Lian, are you seeking personal revenge? The master just said clearly that he would make exactly the same thing, but you are just adding green onions to plain water, just to fool you. People!"

Mr. Mo raised his eyes, but before he spoke, Wei Cang, after swallowing a large piece of mutton, shook his head and said: "There is such a delicious food in the world! Camp leader, don't be picky, taste it first!"

"As long as you can talk!" Wei Ying put down the bamboo chopsticks and glared at Luo Qianhuai with an unhappy face: "She is now nominally under your control, but she even dares to disobey the Lord's words. If you let it go, I'm afraid .”

"What's going on?" Mr. Mo glanced at Luo Qianhuai coldly.She entered the scene in a second, her knees softened and she knelt down. Her eyes turned red, her mouth curled up, and she said aggrievedly: "The Lord has spoken, Wei Lian should not discount it. It's just that the soup base is boiled. It’s time-consuming and labor-intensive, and if you wait until it’s ready to be cooked again, I’m afraid the daytime meal should be taken away.”

"My Lord has a lot of things to do every day, and the two adults are also fighting against every second. There are so many important things to do later, so how can we waste time just for a hot pot meal. If so, it is the fault of my subordinates."

As she spoke, she leaned down and felt that the food that had just been filled in her stomach was screaming and rushing upwards. She couldn't help but deeply hate this evil feudal custom once again.

Her answer seemed to impress Mr. Mo.

"Get up." He no longer mentioned the matter, but pointed to the lonely table in front of him on the left: "Sit over and have a meal together."

Luo Qianhuai could hardly believe his ears.It turns out that the third hot pot was prepared for me!If she had known this, why would she eat and drink secretly?

I dare say that I had misunderstood originally. Mr. Mo is so kind to his own people that even a newly promoted personal guard can share a meal with him!
She didn't know that Wei Ying and Wei Cang were really shocked. Although they had gone through thousands of sailings and practiced the iron-faced kung fu of not changing their color even when a mountain collapsed in front of them, their hearts were filled with turbulent waves. The waves startle the clouds.

They know very well what kind of character their lord is. He is very strict in his command, and he is very kind and powerful. Anyone who disobeys orders, or acts in an overt and covert way, or makes arbitrary decisions, will never escape the eyes of the judge and will never forgive him. Why? Has it ever been as if it were just in front of you, so lightly ignored?
Not only that, he actually allowed Wei Lian to sit down and dine?The Lord's majesty in front of his bodyguards meant that only a few of them were occasionally given the opportunity to eat together. When had others received this honor?
Because of this surprise, neither Wei Ying nor Wei Cang mentioned the soup base again. Instead, while enjoying the hot pot, they peeked at Luo Qianhuai from time to time.

Both of them are martial arts masters with countless reputations. Luo Qianhuai's new golden fox mask only covered most of his face, revealing his delicate and small jawbone and his unpainted cherry lips.

Wei Cang and Wei Ying looked at each other, and suddenly they understood why the Lord pardoned this man's five stick punishments, and specially brought Jian to his side, gave him a name, and showed him great favor.

The reason why I love her is that her appearance is very similar to that of Mrs. Luo who was buried in the sea of ​​fire!Following this line of thought and taking a closer look, hey, it turns out that even the eyes are almost the same, both black and white, innocent.

By the way, there is also sound.Let's talk about why I felt something strange before. It turns out that Wei Lian's voice is from the same series as Madam Na Luo, just slightly deeper.

The Nine Guards of Lushuang Camp were all orphans. Could it be that the fifth person from back then was the missing sister of Mrs. Luo?

After thinking about this, the two of them felt a little bit happy in addition to feeling sad.The Lord has reached the age of marriage, but he has never been close to women. He finally got married to Mrs. Naluo, but she had hidden evil intentions and ended up harming his own life.

Although the Lord said nothing in the past few days, how could they not see the changes in him.

He looked lonely, his face was stern, he had restless nights, and there were obvious bruises under his eyes.Needless to say, Madam Na Luo must have been heartbroken.

Now that he is willing to look at Wei Lian, it is actually a good thing. No matter how out-of-touch her temperament is, after all, she is from a camp guard, and her loyalty is not comparable to that of Mrs. Luo.

(End of this chapter)