The Invincible of the East Marries a Cult Leader and Comes Home for Chinese New Year

Ye Yan was busy rushing into the kitchen, but his face couldn't restrain the heat; the heartbeat device was once used in many romance novels to make people complain; his heart was thumping like a little white rabbit; One wonders why it must be a little white rabbit; can't the little black rabbit hop around; and the rabbit in his heart will die after jumping for a long time, it's better to jump less.

(I actually started to complain inexplicably again. Could it be that my title of nonsense emperor has a tendency to be replaced by Tucao emperor? I feel inexplicably happy; I realized another problem. In fact, this paragraph should be put in the author's words. But if it’s not Chapter V, it should be fine; and [Star Eyes] Don’t you think such an author is cute... really don’t you think)

In order to prevent the little black rabbit in his heart from jumping to death (poof... I feel happy again, my smile is too low), Ye Yan tried his best to calm himself down, but the dull bastard loyal dog obviously didn't think of it. Why does his little black rabbit jump wildly, and it jumps so hard only after seeing Dongfang Bubai; Dongfang is not a delicious carrot or white radish, I wonder?

Hmm, calm down Ye Yan, calm down, took a deep breath, feeling almost calmed down; Ye Yan was thinking about what to do with the so-called cooking, a smart woman can't cook without rice without ingredients.

However, Ye Yan soon discovered that he was wrong, completely wrong; last time he only knew that there were some rice noodles and seasonings here, and after looking around carefully, he found that there were still many easy-to-use food in a dark corner of the cabinet. Stored ingredients.

In fact, Dongfang Bubai really doesn't know the existence of these things. It's strange to say, what do these bastards in Heimuya want to do, let their own master cook, and then they are in their hearts. The scene where the chicken flies and the egg fights?Embarrassed?

Finally, what is the taste of the dishes cooked by the YY leader, whether they can be eaten, how many points can they be scored, and whether they have the potential to be a good wife and mother; Waiters, wax drips, handcuffs and so on are also ready, clean up Heimuya and this group of souls who know YY when nothing happens!

Or could it be that passers-by A, B, and C of Heimuya have the ability to foretell and know that Nasha, the leader of his family, will appear and specially prepared N more ingredients for the two to flirt; Nima, this is unscientific!Unscientific!

It might be better to say that Eli's guy wants to quickly improve the relationship between the two, let them quickly develop to the point of OOXX, don't let his baby ignore the lonely and empty him for this broken game (it's because of desire and dissatisfaction) more appropriate), carefully set for them.

Mouth, what are these in the end!No one is reliable, why don't you say that some scum sitting in front of the computer has a brain twitch again! (Dear, you are the truth!)

Ye Yan bit his lip and thought for a long time. If there is bacon, you can make meat buns with wax sauce; but there are not enough seasonings. I really feel that there are very few seasonings in ancient times. Except for salt and sugar, it is really pitiful. For example, the star anise and cloves needed for cooking this time , cinnamon, and tangerine peel... Is this another test after drilling wood to make fire? Do you want to do this...your sister.

Ye Yan, who was really embarrassed at first, heard another ding-dong sound; the sound that was familiar to him only yesterday made Ye Yan immediately think of that cheating game.

The difference from last time is that this time Ye Yan only has a game-like interface in front of him.The above is a backpack-Baiwei Bao-the above prompts to order the [Baiwei Bao]

Ye Yan hesitated for a long time before poking it with his finger, and then the moment to witness the miracle came again; when he clicked on it, a lot of seasonings that Ye Yan had never seen before came out; Ye Yan was stunned again, this stupid game What exactly does that mean.

Ye Yan and this weird game just kept the idiot staring at each other like you don't move and I don't move; in the end Ye Yan won; because the game master has probably never seen such a shoddy player, and at the end there was another ding-dong reminder: Please click the desired theme.

The second-hand player's eyes widened, and paws appeared in a cute (dumb) shape, and he poked it again according to the prompts; then Liu Qian came again (hmm, it's the time to witness the miracle again), and the seasoning on the interface was different. Many, many, just enough for this time, appeared on Ye Yanbu's stove; Erhuo Jun rubbed his eyes to make sure he read it right; after a while, he pinched himself hard again, to make sure it wasn't a dream .

After reacting, Ye Yan's next operation went much more smoothly, and he took out the seasoning to be used; the game world disappeared; but before it disappeared, Ye Yan heard a faint sound of "stupid", and didn't care too much, it was just another illusion. Listen, I have encountered too many evil things recently, I must be hallucinating!

(Aww, the game master is irritable... suddenly thought of a pair of CPs, very thunderous CPs; the game master's violent gong and JJ's cheap smoker... I was instantly caught up, perfect match! Game master, don't be polite to press Poor JJ, who told him to keep the comments out; damn it, try to make it to the end... Aww, I’ve really been overdoing it lately)

The original method of Roujiamo is as follows: wash and cut the pork belly into pieces; put the pork belly into a pot, add appropriate amount of water, star anise, cinnamon and other materials, and simmer for 30-40 minutes on medium heat. Serve.Then chop up the stewed meat with a knife and pour some stewed broth.Cut the fried bun in the middle with a knife, don't cut to the bottom, leave a little side connected.Start to sandwich the meat: put the minced meat in the middle, that's it.

However, there is a lot of bacon here, so Ye Yan changed it a little, but it is roughly the same. (It's 4am and as I write this, I'm...hungry)

In addition, Ye Yan also prepared pan-fried potato cakes and millet porridge; but the speed is still very slow, at least for Dongfang.

Dongfang didn't know what Ye Yan was up to, and out of some sort of mischievous psychology, he didn't tell Erhuojun that his daily meals would be delivered by a servant; otherwise, the tea in front of him what is it.

On the day Dongfang was in a coma, someone brought food over; it's just that these things were sent to the outer room, and Ye Yan didn't know about it, so he didn't know what the other room was, so he foolishly took over the cook. role.

When Ye Yan brought out the dumped things, Dongfang Bubai felt that the boy had surprised him again.

Ye Yan's Wax Sauce Roujiamo is a small Q version, almost one bite at a time. The potato cakes are fried until golden brown, and it is quite a satisfying meal when served with millet porridge. (resentment, hunger)

The pork buns in wax sauce are very good, and the meat is tasty enough; even the potato pancakes are fried very deliciously, and the millet porridge is cooked just right. Ye Yan feels that this is probably the most extraordinary performance he has ever made.

Dongfang thought he didn't like meat, but he managed to eat two of this waxy meat bun; it wasn't that the taste was bad, but he didn't like meat, so two were good enough; Is the plate of dim sum here good?

Well, in fact, Ye Yan's rough nerves did miraculously ignore the plate of dim sum, and he ignored it completely; he took a piece of potato pancakes for Dongfang, and then Ye Yan started to keep silent, thinking about something in his heart .

Looking at the potato pancakes in this bowl, Dongfang ate them without hesitation. You must know that they were picked up with Ye Yan's chopsticks; ouch...is there an indirect kiss? (I don’t have to eat, so YY is not allowed)

The next time will be a little boring, Dongfang Bubai will continue to practice and breathe? (Expressing that he doesn't know how to describe the blank-faced author Jun in martial arts dramas) Ye Yan just sat on the sidelines and thought about life, yes, thinking about life.

It is rare for Ye Yan to be serious. He came to this world inexplicably, did something wrong to Dongfang, and then decided to be responsible to Dongfang; but he didn't even know what dynasty or location it was here; .

In the past few days, too many things have exceeded his imagination, and the three views have been completely subverted; what should we do in the future, how long will they stay here, one month?a year?Or forever?Even if he went out, what would he do? What was the outside world like? How would he raise Dongfang as a student party in a strange world? He couldn't let others suffer with him.

These problems are very realistic. Ye Yan is not a child, even though he has a real skin; but he is already 18, and after his parents passed away, he has begun to learn to face this increasingly crazy and chaotic world alone.These are the questions he has to think about.

(Shrug your shoulders, you think too much... wash up and sleep! Believe everyone, the leader doesn’t need you to raise him, you should obediently give it to the leader, and then serve the leader hard on the bed*, and devote yourself to the leader in terms of basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, After death, everything will be ok; you really think too much about other things.)

"What. Bored?" Seeing Ye Yan's listless look, Dongfang thought he was bored, and thought about what he could do to kill time.

Shaking his head, "No." I've been thinking about messy things, how could it be boring.

"East." Without any further hesitation, he took off a chain from his neck, and there was a very simple white gold ring on the chain; this ring was not very expensive, but something close to him always had its meaning.

I pulled Dongfang's hand and put it on for him. Dongfang's hand has distinct joints. In modern times, it is definitely an artistic hand carefully maintained by a pianist (囧). There are some plain lace on the ring, which is a very simple style; it is worn on Dongfang's hand The size is really just right, just like finding the right owner.

Ye Yan thought Dongfang's hand was really pretty, and it would look even better with this ring; "This is left by my mother." Ye Yan didn't want to explain too much, he thought Dongfang should be able to understand it; well...actually He is indeed shy.

Facing Dongfang's incomprehensible eyes, the peach blossom eyes are so captivating, Ye Yan's brain twitched; Facing Dongfang's beautiful red lips, he imprinted them.

The author has something to say: I wrote this chapter at three or four o'clock at night. The author, who was sleepy after writing it, ran to clean up the clear water. It may be that the building has been closed, and I didn't pay much attention to it. Excited (well, I'm a second-hand author)

As a result, today someone came to the article below and gave me a negative score because I brushed the top post of Bishui...

If my writing is not good, I have no complaints about negative points... But who will tell me, why don't I need negative points even if I upvoted the post that closed the building... Tell me, I I will remember to pay attention to whether there is a closed building next time, so I will be grateful to you on the contrary...but what does this mean?

I think it’s very strange... I haven’t been to Bishui very much, but I went to read some posts today. I really don’t know why the building is closed. I really accidentally upvoted a post that was already blocked. I apologize. , Sorry to cause trouble to everyone!