[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Yi Dun beat Luo Ning's palm twice, glared at the cook with his small eyes angrily, and was almost slapped into briquettes. He was so angry that he wanted to rush up and bite the cook, but except for the small freckles, he couldn't Biting someone else's.

Luo Ning held him in his palm, comforted him with soft words, picked a piece of bread the size of a thumb, and placed it in front of Eaton.

The bread showed an attractive color, and Eaton didn't bother to jump up and gnawed on it. The sweet taste seemed to be trapped in the clouds, and the feeling of happiness was wrapped.

How can it be so delicious?

Eaton squinted his eyes, and his little wings flapped subconsciously.

The fat cook at the side watched salivatingly, the smell that kept getting into her nose was simply torture for her.

Luo Ning smiled and said, "There's still a lot of bread, you can try it."

The eyes of the people in the kitchen lit up in surprise, they thought that the young master was extremely cute, and they dared not even touch such a snow-white delicacy, even if some noble masters hadn't eaten it, they were lucky enough to taste it first.

Carefully wiping his hands on the apron, he carefully cut a piece with a reverent expression.

Soon they lost their minds to think too much, and were completely absorbed by the delicious taste, and the taste at this moment should be firmly kept in their hearts.

My God, is this the young master's food talent?

Please let this talent last forever.

Luo Ning never thought that someone would show such an excited expression because of a piece of bread, but after coming to this middle age and being poisoned, every normal cooked food made him feel very cherished.

The small bottle was kept as a treasure.

Yi Dun was so full that he lay on Luo Ning's palm with his round belly upright, and it was difficult for him to even move lazily.

Anyway, he is just a little bug who doesn't understand anything now, so there is no need to think about his image.

Luo Ning saw that there was still a lump of flour left, so he didn't bake any more bread, but replaced it with steamed buns with more oriental characteristics, chopped Chinese cabbage, wrapped it in the round batter, made beautiful folds, and made flower rolls In the shape of a blooming rose.

Arranged neatly one by one, it looks more like a work of art in the eyes of others.

Earl Kate, who had tasted the bread, let go of his aristocratic restraint, and swung the fork very quickly.

A bottle of water after fermenting raisins can make such a soft taste.

After eating up the whole plate, Earl Kate put down the fork, and nobles should not go to those places in the kitchen.

But the changes in food these days made Earl Kate quickly change his mind. How could the gourmet talent lit by his youngest son be wasted.

Luo Ning asked, "Father, how about the bread?"

Kate smiled with satisfaction, "It tastes so good, I'm afraid there is no way to eat such bread on the king's table."

Luo Ning suggested: "Then why don't you present this method to His Majesty the King, he will definitely like it."

Of course, it is not a simple free gift. This is an exchange. The king will reward the lord with other gifts if he gets benefits.

Their territory is on the edge of the west, and the land is fairly fertile. The commoners work every day and grow enough wheat and vegetables to ensure their daily food and clothing, but there are very few spices and the like.

The spices in the two small bottles in the kitchen are kept as treasures.

Maybe it's too moldy to be reluctant to use.

Luo Ning hadn't tasted the scent of prickly ash leaves for a long time, and the territory was not suitable for the growth of these things. He wanted to exchange the fermentation solution for some spices.

If the territory has not cultivated its own caravan, then temporarily exchange benefits from the king.

If the king is unwilling to reward spices, it is also good to expand part of the territory.

Earl Kate understood what he meant, and tapped his fingers on the table, "Luo, are you sure you want to do this?"

This should be the method that the youngest son finally figured out, is he willing to give it away like this?

Luo Ning nodded. In his opinion, yeast is really not that precious, and he wants more spices.

Feili on the other side of the table was a little panicked and squeezed the fork tightly. He found that he couldn't understand what his brother and father were saying. What were they talking about?

Is this thing called yeast that powerful?

Sitting quietly like this made Fiery feel uncomfortable, made him feel neglected, and his fork scraped slightly against the plate.

There was confusion and sadness in his eyes, and he could imagine that if his father was valued by His Majesty the King because of the yeast, he would definitely value his younger brother more.

Is he so useless? Why can't he think of a good way to help his father.

Feili felt a little sore, his throat was hard, and he couldn't help cutting into the topic, and asked Luo Ning, "Luo, why does that bug keep circling you?"

The ladybug lay obediently by Luo Ning's hand, and Luo Ning responded, "This is a little bug I raised. I found it by accident. It's very cute."

The little ladybug turned over, its wings lightly swept over Luo Ning's fingertips, her heart was bubbling with beauty, the little freckle complimented him on his cuteness, the little freckle really had a vision, he was unique as a bug, he could easily put the little freckle Be mesmerized.

Feili frowned. For some reason, he looked at the little bug and felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had lost something, something was out of control.

He thought this idea was absurd, but it was just a black bug, of no use, not worthy of his attention.

Even though he thought so, he couldn't help but cast a second glance at Eaton.

Eaton was vigilant, and immediately flapped his little wings, flew to Luo Ning's shoulder, hid his round body in the nest of Luo Ning's neck, and stared at Fei Li dissatisfied.

what to see? !

He knew he looked special, but he was already freckled, and no matter how much Fieri looked at him, he couldn't possibly fly to Fieri.

Luo Ning also noticed the look in Feili's eyes, but he was not worried. Eaton got along well with him, and he believed that Eaton would not choose Feili.

The rich and fragrant rose fragrance floated into the window, and the moonlight was extremely gentle, covered by the curtains, only a faint light penetrated into the room.

Because of the warm decoration in the room, it will not look dark at night.

With the fragrance of roses, it makes people drowsy.

Luo Ning placed Eaton in the nest, climbed onto the bed by himself, read a story, yawned lightly, pressed Eaton's nest, motioned Eaton to go to sleep, and said good night softly .

Eaton was lying in his bed, unable to fall asleep at all, he jumped up and down excitedly, he was sleeping with little freckles now.

Being in the same room or something made his heart skip a beat just thinking about it.

The little black bean looked at Luo Ning who was on the bed. The little freckles were so pretty. After bathing, her skin was white and tender, as white as milk.

But there must be no strange smell of milk, the face of the little freckle must be fragrant and soft, the hair is also limp and drooping, slightly curled, the little mouth is redder than a rose, he can't get enough of it.

Eaton jumped for a while, feeling that the distance was too far, flapped his wings, and lightly stopped on the eyelashes that scratched his heart, they were black and warped, making him want to stop involuntarily.

But he ignored his chubby figure, the touch was so obvious when he fell down like this, it made even the sleeping Luo Ning faintly feel itchy, as if something was crawling on his eyes, he frowned uncomfortably, He reached out to rub his eyes.

Eaton felt his movement, and immediately flew up, worried that Luo Ning would be woken up.

After seeing Luo Ning turned over and fell asleep soundly, he carefully landed on Luo Ning's shoulder, tangle up and fell into a sweet dream.

The next day's weather was fine, the temperature was just right, Luo Ning opened the window, and the slight humidity of the morning hit her face.

He plans to go out for a walk today. He has already visited the manor. He wants to see what cities in this world are like.

Luo Ning put on a white shirt, and a pair of close-fitting trousers made his legs thin and long, his hair had a light golden luster, and his green eyes were mysterious and gentle.

He tidied himself up, and the little ladybug followed him every step of the way.

Seeing the crystal clear water droplets falling from the side of his face, Eaton thought of the morning dew and wanted to go to taste it.

Such a weird thought was too unrestrained, Yiton shook his head, flew to Luo Ning, and spread his wings.

He also needs to wash it, even if he becomes a bug, he still needs to be clean, otherwise a stinky bug, how can Little Freckle like him, how can he be willing to hug him.

He flew around for a while before Luo Ning understood what he meant, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at his little wings, which were really too small, and said distressedly: "This can't do it, it will hurt you of."

But Eaton refused to go for a lap in the water by himself, so he wanted the little freckles to be washed for him.

Luo Ning thought for a while, moistened the water with a small ball of cotton, and scrubbed it for Yi Dun. Yi Dun jumped in the water twice to clean his little feet, and then jumped into Luo Ning's palm.

Rolled twice in Luo Ning's palm, as if acting like a baby.

Luo Ning was so cute that her heart melted. Is the prince also so fond of acting like a baby?

Eaton flew into the restaurant and signaled Luo Ning to follow him. He missed the taste of bread. After tasting that taste yesterday, he couldn't forget it all the time, and couldn't wait to eat the bread.

Luo Ning still broke off a small piece and put it in front of him. Yi Dun was full, but seeing Luo Ning drinking milk, he was very confused.

The milk is terrible, and the little freckles like it.

In Eaton's impression, milk has a fishy smell and is not liked by nobles.

But seeing that Luo Ning drank deliciously, there was a milk mustache at the corner of his mouth, as if tasting some rare delicacy.

Curious again, he flew to the milk cup and sniffed it lightly, but there seemed to be no strange smell.

Luo Ning thought that he wanted to drink too, so she scooped some up with a spoon.

Eaton hesitated for a while, stepped forward to suck a little, his eyes widened in surprise.

It's delicious, completely different from the impression.

This is boiled lime with juice, and the rest is sweet.