Chapter 2852

Fengling Zhang Luo doesn't have time for ingredients. Luo Bi goes to send Wenyao.

When I came back, the big balcony was full of fragrance. The little red chicken Warcraft put small pepper and tender ginseng grass with sufficient seasoning. The side of Fengling baked over a small fire was burnt yellow, sprinkled with seasoning and turned over.

Fengling is not aimless. She dialed Zhan Yi's communication before cooking. The little red chicken Warcraft is stewed with old ginseng grass, which has the highest nutritional value and can repair the injured strong genes.

If you like to eat roasted, put tender ginseng grass and small pepper, its nutritional energy is not inferior.

There are plenty of ingredients at home. Fengling is busy for a while. The two sides of the little red chicken Warcraft are scorched yellow, and the smell of roast meat is scattered. Fengling adds the horned tree leaves brought by Wenyao. If you don't eat it, you absolutely don't know it's the roasted little red chicken Warcraft.

Even so, LAN Qiao drooled greedily at home.

LAN Qiao looked around on the big balcony: "the meat roasted by whose house tastes so delicious."

Zhang Cheng swallowed his saliva and pretended not to care. He frowned and said, "low-grade exotic meat has low nutrition and energy. My family has eaten it for some time. Tomorrow you go to the dungeon to buy a piece of first-class exotic meat."

LAN Qiao was not greedy at the moment. She nodded and muttered, "fan Yao caught a pheasant on his mission? That's not the taste of roast winged rabbit, or Roger got a pheasant on his mission. Isn't that greedy?"

LAN Qiao couldn't eat. She was very dissatisfied and cleaned the dishes and chopsticks.

LAN Qiao thought that Fan Yi's family had made delicious food. Fan Yi's mother and son still wondered. The child Qi Yangang never developed the planet and came back from a mission. She rolled up her sleeves and cleaned the picked wild vegetables on the big balcony.

"Someone from the Garrison's family has cooked delicious food." The child frowned, looked up and asked Fan Yu, who was lying on the small bed: "Mom, what do you want to eat? Can you steam wild vegetables?"

Fan Yi said wearily, "it's time for dinner. Just make a simple meal."

Yang Haozhe is not at home. He went to his foreign house, and Yang Yu is not there. Now Fan Yu doesn't bother to take care of this man. Lazily watching Qi Yan busy for dinner, steaming wild vegetables is simple, and baking a piece of low-grade exotic meat is enough.

Fengling puts the food on the table and calls Luo Bi to eat. The chicken wings are Luo Bi's and the others are eaten by Fengling. Robbie doesn't like meat very much, but Robbie eats more than other exotic meat.

Luo Bi didn't want to eat so much, so she ate too much: "the roasted little red chicken Warcraft is so delicious."

Feng Ling hooked her lips and smiled: "bake another one in the morning."

Luo Bi unconsciously coquettish: "in the morning, I want to eat roast red pliers crab."

Fengling thought: "have roast crab at noon."

It's OK for Luo Bi to think about it. After eating, her hands are oily. Luo Bi washed her hands with small soap and splashed clear water on her face. It feels very refreshing in summer.

Fengling tidied up the table and went to the study area to deal with military affairs. Luo Bi ran to see the little red chicken Warcraft in the basket. As soon as she passed, a group of chickens chirped. If she didn't eat it, she might cry.

Robbie: "... And..."

With such spirit, can you still eat tomorrow??!!!

Robbie picked up the basket and observed it carefully one by one. NIMA found one standing and dozing. Luo Bi was so happy that she couldn't keep one alive.

However, Luo Bi was not sure. When she lifted her foot and kicked the bamboo basket, the little red chicken Warcraft immediately chirped with its wings. There was nothing wrong with the movement. It was impossible to eat.

Robbie: "... And..."