Chapter 1373 When a Vase Hits an Ice Cube

The news that the Marshal was cooking, instantly flew around the Marshal's Mansion with long legs.

The people who eat melons are shocked and stupefied: Damn, Mr. Marshal actually... Cooked?

After getting the exact news, Ling Feng pinched his waist proudly: "That is, I saw it with my own eyes."

"What does that man look like? Is there a Marshal who is handsome?!"

"Also, how tall? What type?"

"Does Marshal like him very much?"

"……this……"

Ling Feng touched his chin: "Go and have a look and you'll know."

Master Yan's cooking efficiency is very high.

In a moment, the rich aroma of rice wafted out from the kitchen.

"It smells so good~"

“It smells delicious~”

Young Master Yan ordered people to follow with the food, and brought the dishes to the table one by one.

"Mengyin Shrimp."

"Blazing Beast."

"Yunteng Salmon Soup."

"Taste."

Young Master Yan propped his chin with both hands, and slowly introduced the food to him.

Qin Zong took a sip.

Different from the meals on the earth, people in the star field don't look at whether they are delicious or not, but only look at the energy value of the food they eat.

The more energy it contains, the more expensive the raw material of the food will be.

The Chirp Beast that Qin Zong and the others ate when they first entered the Star Field had very little energy, almost none.

In addition, it spreads all over the entire star field, and it is basically the main food of civilians.

The man's eyebrows brightened slightly, and he continued to eat slowly.

However, he still didn't touch the Mengyin shrimp over there.

Yan Tao casually dragged the plate over, picked up a prawn with his slender fingers, and slowly peeled the prawn shell.

It wasn't until the prawns in hand piled up a hill that he pushed the plate full of prawns over and looked at him with a half-smile, "Eat it."

The butler was stunned.

The melon-eating crowd nestled behind the tree opened their mouths wide in shock: No, this is not our marshal.

So caring, so understanding...

Ling Feng held his chin that almost fell from shock, and slowly turned his head to look at Mr. Qin.

"So, is that the marshal's sweetheart?"

The people eating melons looked at the courtyard silently.

There was a light smile on the handsome young man's lips.

And the man opposite him is noble and elegant, like a mountain of ice and snow, cold and lonely.

They are clearly very different auras, but when they sit together, they seem to melt into one place.

The two of them ate, throwing a piece of meat to the black beast next to them from time to time.

In the air, there seemed to be small pink bubbles.

People who eat melons: I seem to smell the sour smell of love...

The girls held their hearts and wondered whether they should cry or be infatuated with the new Mr. Qin.

For a while, I was caught in a dilemma and it was difficult to decide.

At this moment, four figures slowly approached along another path.

Two men and two women, both of which have extremely outstanding faces.

Either soft and boneless, or delicate and charming.

Either young as jade, or as handsome as a flower.

Far away, before seeing his person, he heard his voice first.

"Marshal, why don't you come over to see Ying'er when you come back? Ying'er will break her heart after waiting for you."

A figure dressed in pink gauze walked gracefully and slowly into the courtyard, with a pair of big bright eyes that seemed to be angry or resentful, as if he could talk, he snuggled up to the young man's side coquettishly.

"I miss the Marshal so much, and I don't see any meal you missed."

Beside him, came a blue-clothed boy, who was extremely handsome, and perfectly interpreted the term white-faced niche.

He had a soft voice, and after saying this coolly, he leaned over and sat on the seat on the other side of Yantao.