Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 195 Master Made the Pastry?
Is it really not tiring to eat like this?Mo Jiu tilted his head, curved his peach blossom eyes and smiled brightly.

"Master, can this disciple eat it?"

Emperor Zun didn't reply, but a plate was automatically moved in front of her.

It was a square plate of red pastry.Compared with jujube cake, the color is brighter, and it has an indescribable fragrance.

As soon as Mo Jiu stretched out his hand, a pair of jasper-colored chopsticks appeared in front of him.

Mo Jiu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of bright red pastry and put it in his mouth.I don't know what material the pastry is made of, it melts in the mouth and is full of fragrance.

tasty!I remember that Wuchen's dim sum picture has its appearance, but the taste is bland, but the dim sum conjured by Emperor Zun has flavor and is delicious.

Mo Jiu is proficient in culinary skills, so she knows that this culinary skill cannot be mastered overnight.Unless this kind of cooking has been learned for many years, it is impossible to improve it all at once.

Was her guess wrong?The two are not the same person at all?
Seeing that Mo Jiu had just taken a mouthful and started wandering again, Emperor Zun reminded: "This is green fruit cake. Soak the ripe green fruit in the melted snow mountain water in March in Yangchun for 49 days to extract such pure fruit cake. The red pulp. The green fruit cake can increase the power of fire, so you can eat more."

It turns out that there are not a few pieces of pastry, and the production process is so complicated.This also indirectly proves that Emperor Zun did not temporarily improve his cooking skills to make these pastries.

"Master, are these pastries made by Master?"

Emperor Zun paused for a moment with his hand holding the snack, and raised his eyes to look at Mo Jiu.The color of the eyes is very light, revealing a little coldness.

"You don't have to know."

So he didn't necessarily do it himself?There is still a possibility that Emperor Zun and Wuchen are the same person.

Maybe she could take off his mask and take a look.Maybe she could get an answer after seeing Emperor Zun's true face.

Mo Jiu wanted to go back, but he didn't stop. He ate all the pastries in front of him in a short while, and looked at the remaining pastries in front of Emperor Zun who hadn't moved a few chopsticks.

Emperor Zun didn't eat much, and he put down his chopsticks after tasting each pastry on the plate.

Just as Mo Jiu was about to ask for some pastries, Emperor Zun flicked his sleeves, and the pastries on the table disappeared instantly.

no?It's just a pastry, so stingy?She is not full yet...

Emperor Zun stood up first as if he didn't feel Mo Jiu's gaze at all, and said, "Let's go. It will be dark if you don't hurry."

Looking at Emperor Zun's back, Mo Jiu couldn't help frowning.This person is so cold that he is almost selfish, completely different from Wuchen.Why did she have such a momentary illusion that he and Wuchen were the same person?

Mo Jiu didn't speak, and flew up silently following Emperor Zun.

Emperor Zun's flying skills are fast and stable, which is simply not something that a low-level cultivation like Mo Jiu who has just learned flying skills can keep up with.

Even so, Mo Jiu refused to admit defeat, and gritted his teeth and followed Emperor Zun.

Emperor Zun's body was surrounded by barriers. Although the cold wind was blowing during the flight, he didn't seem to feel it at all, and even his hair wasn't messed up.

But Mo Jiu's situation was completely different. The bitter cold wind hit his face directly, which made his face ache, and tears were also blown down by the wind, as if he had been wronged so much, his eyes were full of tears.

But Mo Jiu didn't have any awareness of all this, but at this moment, the emperor in front of him suddenly stopped.

Mo Jiu, who was following closely behind, bumped into Emperor Zun's back without noticing.

(End of this chapter)