Even Qianmo stopped gnawing the chicken wings and said to Fengjiao: "Miss Fengjiao, in a few days, after everyone comes back, aren't you going to prepare a celebration banquet for everyone and make the dishes you cooked at the sacrificial ceremony for everyone? Then... I wonder if you can add this white fried knifefish shredded fish?"

"No problem." Feng Jiao smiled and said, "What else do you want to eat? Just tell me, leave the cooking matters to me."

"White-killing chicken, I still want to eat white-killing chicken!" Qianmo said quickly.

Feng Jiao smiled and said, "I can also make a dish that you have never eaten before, called Yuanyang Chicken. Are you sure you want to eat Baizhang Chicken instead of trying my new dish Yuanyang Chicken?"

Qianmo hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and finally curiosity gained the upper hand: "Then I'll choose the mandarin duck chicken first. But, if it's a holiday, Miss Fengjiao, you can cook some dishes like white chop chicken or golden carp roast noodles for us to sacrifice to the Five Insect Temples?"

Qianmo said while eating.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something very important.

This incident actually made Qianmo, a veteran foodie, stop the chopsticks in his hand and suddenly stand up.

"Qianmo, what's wrong with you?" Ling Shan asked in confusion.

"I'm full, and I remember that there is one thing to do. You can eat it slowly." Qianmo said, looking at Ling Yuan, seeing that his master nodded to him, and then left.

"Hey, what's wrong with this guy Qianmo? He left before he even finished his meal." Ling Shan glanced at Qianmo's back and said in surprise.

Feng Jiao smiled thoughtfully.

She probably knew that Qianmo was so anxious that she was going to do something.

Qianmo ran out of the restaurant and suddenly felt a little regretful. When he ran out just now, he didn't expect to come out with a big chicken leg.

On the way to meet Xiao Xiaoyao Xing'er, you can still eat chicken legs. Maybe you can also use fragrant chicken legs to tease the little girl.

Oh, it was a mistake.

Well, wait a while, when he sees Xing'er, he must ask the little girl to make more delicious food for him to make up for his losses.

When Qianmo thought of the little girl promised her huge strawberry ice cream before, she felt so excited that she accelerated her speed with her long legs and walked towards the dessert shop.

Before he could walk to the dessert shop, he heard the sound of two little kids talking at the entrance of the alley in front.

"The marshmallow is really beautiful and delicious," said one of the children.

Qianmo recognized the child.

He is the old man of the Iron Fist Sect, and he is also the treasure of the entire Iron Fist Sect.

In addition to the servants, there was also an older child around the child, who was a closed disciple recruited by the Tiequan Sect.

These two children are of the same age and always practice together, so they are friends with very good relationships.

Qianmo heard that the son of the Tiequan Sect leader continued while eating marshmallows: "I tell you that when I grow up, I will marry Sister Xing'er as my wife."
Chapter completed!