Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The food was undeniable. Yunting helped the trees tear the lamb, mixed the seasoning and placed it in front of her. The trees were responsible for eating it.

At this time, Akenjiang also noticed Yunting, and couldn't help but praise him: “I didn't expect you, Mr. Chung, to be a Han businessman. You are quite good at eating. You actually know how to eat our people. ”

“Nothing, I just went to more places, met more friends, learned a little about everything, I can't do business, I've been drilling and eating all day.” Yunting has a mouthful of Xiangnan dialect. He really looks like a businessman who broke into the north.

“We East Turks are the best guests. Try it. How's this lamb? ”

Yunting cut a piece of lamb leg meat, dipped in a little salt bar, and didn't put in any other seasoning. It was to eat the original flavor. After eating it, he put a thumb up to Akenjiang:

“This sheep is so good, it should be lamb less than six months old, never fed, basically eaten green grass, I guess I haven't eaten hay. The flesh is so beautiful. ”

“Boss Zhong, expert! I'll get you two more souffle cream teas. ”

Akenjiang was flattered, and he was ashamed to say this to the trees himself. The Han businessman brought by the trees himself was just right.

When Akenjiang got up to make milk tea, the trees and the clouds exchanged a look, and apparently both of them began to suspect Akenjiang.

Noble and courteous, he is now suddenly looking for trees, of course not because they are dead not counting as the wife of a comrade of war, naturally because she is the only daughter of Ohai Jun!

Akenjiang moved quickly and came in a few minutes later with an iron kettle.

The kettle is very hot and smells like milk tea.

“I was just burning. I put it on the stove, and the little fire got a while. Now drink just fine.

You may have drunk milk tea at other houses, and I guarantee you didn't drink it with soufflé. ”

Akenjiang said, put the kettle aside and put a piece of souffle in each bowl before pouring the milk tea.

Seeing this scene, the trees quite miss the days in the orchard, although there are annoying little gangsters, most people are still good, especially the passionate Aunt Emmann and the delicious tuna fruit, most of all she can be with Yunting without worries, don't worry about the eyes of others.

Now that's all they can do.

Wood, this isn't the first time I've had souffle cream tea, and the warm and welcoming Aunt Haman has already prepared it for her.

The trees didn't say much, scooped a spoon with a small porcelain spoon, drank it after a while, and complimented it with two words.

Akenjiang does have a great craftsmanship, he cooks milk tea better than Aunt Emmann does, but the trees still miss the smell Aunt Emmann gave her, maybe because it was her first time drinking souffle milk tea, maybe because of a mood.

Yunting, the owner of the clock, of course, should also praise the Arkenjiang with the trees, lively dining table atmosphere, and play a greasy and smooth businessman role well.

With the recognition of the two people, Akenjiang is obviously also particularly happy. As soon as people are happy, he keeps remembering what he met with Yunting.

Listening to what he said and said, that's what it means, is to tell Hayagi that he knows Yunting very well, very well, that he is familiar with the feeling that life can depend on each other, that he hates each other late.

Yunting died. He is sad and sad now. When he remembers Yunting, he can't breathe heartily.