Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

Wuyou squinted his eyes, raised his hand and beckoned the proprietress to come over: "Two more bowls."

Meng Haoping's movements paused for a moment, and then the ruthless movement of eating wontons stopped. The sons over there were also very uncomfortable. They ate here and watched over there, but it was not the same. It's a problem, so after a while, before Meng Haoping finished his bowl, the young masters ordered a bowl.

Dai Quan'er, Eunuch Dai, returned the wontons to Mr. Mei, and then walked back quickly. Seeing that the bowl of the Holy One hadn't been touched, he let out a sigh of relief and stroked the side of the bowl. After a while, he quietly withdrew to the back and stood there.

No matter where it is, it is impossible for the Holy One to eat something that they have not tested. Even if there are guards and hidden guards around, watching the wonton maker all the time, there is no guarantee that nothing will go wrong.Dai Quan'er lowered her head slightly to glance at the silver needle in her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she nodded to the guard behind her. The guard pinched a small spoon from nowhere, and there was only a little Dai Quan'er turned sideways slightly and sipped the soup into her own mouth. After a while, nothing happened, so she shook the whisk.

These movements of theirs were done secretly, and ordinary people would not pay too much attention to them, but Emperor Yongkang had gotten used to this set of movements a long time ago, and by the time he ate the food, he had already cooled down.

The group of people should eat and drink, but Wuyou watched eagerly.At this time, I have to say that good-looking people must have certain privileges.

The proprietress looked at Wuyou for a long time, pinched her fingers, knowing that these noble people may not be easy to talk to, but still couldn't help stepping forward.The boss watched the lady boss do this, just shook his head and didn't speak, but his eyes were full of smiles and doting.

"Young master, is the food not to your liking? Is there anything you want to eat, young master? If you don't give up, a woman can do it,"

A little blush appeared on the wrinkled face of the proprietress, although she was talking to Wuyou, she didn't dare to keep her eyes on Wuyou.

When Wuyou is not smiling, you can see that his facial features are sharp and gorgeous, but when he smiles, he is extraordinarily cute, especially the two big dimples on his lips, which make people want to see Hug in your arms and kiss.Wuyou's body is not in good shape, and naturally she is much thinner than her peers. She is 14 years old, but she is not as big as a twelve or thirteen-year-old kid.

"Huh?" Wuyou blinked his eyes, and his gaze was taken out of Meng Haoping's bowl and fell on the proprietress standing opposite. The proprietress's clothes were covered with small patches, but her body was extremely clean , At this time, the hands were twisted together, making the other party feel much more cramped.

Wuyou was just stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect the other party to talk to him, after all, after they came over, he could see that the other party was probably a little shy and didn't dare to talk to himself and others.

"Could the proprietress give me another bowl of noodles, please?"

The lady proprietress looked up at Wuyou kindly and nodded, there must be some ready-made noodles at this stall, and the owner of the stall is also a good crafter, listening to their conversation with ears pricked up. Well, before the proprietress went back to say something, the boss grabbed a piece from the lump of noodles by himself, turned his wrist continuously, kneaded it, and then began to stretch it.

Emperor Yongkang spared Rao's soup with a spoon: "On the contrary, the common people are more warm-hearted."

Emperor Yongkang didn't speak just now, but just watched quietly. The proprietress looked at Wuyou with much more kindness in her eyes, obviously treating Wuyou like a junior.

"What uncle said is," Wuyou turned his head to look around and glanced at their common people from time to time: "I just hope that I can eat enough and wear warmth, and have a good harvest next year."

The noodles made by the boss are also very fast. After a while, the lady boss brought them over by herself.The noodles are more fragrant than the wontons, and the fragrance is particularly appetizing.

Wuyou smiled and held the chopsticks down, was stunned for a moment, then lifted the chopsticks, oh, there was a poached egg poked on the chopsticks.

Poached eggs are not very valuable in their eyes, but it is rare for these ordinary people to eat once.

Emperor Yongkang was also stunned for a moment, then smiled, and raised his hand to touch Wuyou's little head: "Eat quickly, the boss's family's wishes."

Wuyou was embarrassed for a moment, and then smiled brightly at the proprietress who was secretly looking over here.

The young masters sitting over there looked at other people's poached eggs, and then at the wontons in their own bowls, and they felt a little uncomfortable.

Fang Hao wiped his mouth and turned to look at his cousin: "Brother, am I pretty?"

Cousin glanced at him: "Eat your meal soon."

"Brother, am I good-looking or not?"

Fang Hao's expression on his face that if you don't answer me, I won't let you eat, my cousin's brain hurts for a while.

"You look good, hurry up and eat your meal, do you think you are so good-looking that someone can make you a poached egg? Stop dreaming, hurry up, don't expect everyone to wait for you if you don't finish eating in a while .”

Fang Hao's whole person is not very well, isn't he the little baby loved by the family?

Of course, his cousin didn't know what Fang Hao was thinking. If he knew, he might be able to beat him to realize the reality.

Wuyou's food is also fast over there, after all, someone else made it for him alone, but Wuyou didn't have any stomach left at all, he ate all of it, leaving only a little bit of soup.

Meng Haoping's eyes hesitated for a while on Wuyou's belly, and then his big hand reached out from under the table to Wuyou's bulging belly and patted it lightly.

Wuyou's eyelids twitched, and he slapped Meng Haoping's big hand with a slap: "Do you think you are patting watermelons?"

Meng Haoping lowered his eyelids and let him slap, but the big hand was still touching Wuyou's belly before retracting his hand: "You just ate too much."

Only then did Emperor Yongkang relax his brows, and turned to look at Dai Quan'er.Dai Quan'er quickly handed the meatballs that had been prepared to Wuyou: "Young master, eat one quickly. This food is good for stomach and digestion. When the old slave came out, the old ancestor gave it to him."

Wuyou seldom ate to the point of fullness, but at this time, he felt this kind of psychological satisfaction, but his stomach felt a little uncomfortable.