Chapter 934
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The two men stared at him with big eyes. In the end, Shangguan Huang couldn't help but say, "aren't you hungry? Don't you eat?"
Shangguan Huang was a little helpless. He just kept saying that he was hungry. The person who wanted to eat was Murong Sheng.
Now sitting on the bed, some sleepy eyes are Murong Sheng.
If you're hungry, you don't take things to fill your stomach. What are you doing so foolishly?
Shangguan Huang handed the bowl to Murong Sheng: "eat it, it's just done."
However, Murong Sheng just looked at Shangguan Huang quietly, didn't want to take it over, quietly frowned and looked at the strange things in the bowl: "what is this?"
It's strange. I can't see what it is at all.
Are the cooks in the ghost King's house so strange in their workmanship and the things they make so strange?
Some are yellow and some are white. It's porridge, but it doesn't look like porridge at all. It's dry. It's like rice.
But if it's rice and there's no food, can she just eat rice instead of vegetables?
Shangguanhuang naturally didn't ignore murongsheng's look of exploration with some dislike in his eyes. Some on his face didn't know what kind of expression to use: "white porridge, eat."
"Hmm???"
Murong Sheng suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, carefully looked at the strange things in the bowl, and didn't see what porridge it was for a long time. Suddenly raised his head, frowned and looked at Shangguan Huang: "is this white porridge?!"
Did you bully her and never see white porridge? Talking nonsense in front of her?
If it's really porridge, it's not white porridge. It should be called yellow porridge! This messy and yellow thing that makes people have no appetite can be called white porridge?
Bullying her, haven't you eaten porridge?!
"I'm sick, but I'm sick not in my brain, not in my eyes, but on my shoulders!" Murong Sheng almost doubted Shangguan Huang's IQ. "Do you think there's something wrong with my eyes and can't see what white porridge is?"
"Look at what's in this bowl. It's like porridge!"
Thick, yellow.
When Murong Sheng said this, Shangguan Huang's face became a little embarrassed: "it's just that I haven't done it for a long time. Some of them are handmade..."
"Handmade?"
Murong Sheng frowned: "can you cook by hand every day? Is it difficult? Cooking is just a part-time job? Do you kill people and set fire on weekdays? Only when you are free, can you make a fire and cook a meal?"
Otherwise, tell her what handmade?
She hasn't met a cook who squats in the kitchen every day and can make things by hand.
Isn't this cheating?
Shangguan Huang knew that Murong Sheng wanted to be bad. His face turned black and became more embarrassed: "it wasn't made by the cook."
"What?!"
Murong Sheng was even more shocked. There was no cook in the ghost palace?!
"The cook didn't do it. Who did it?"
No, there are no cooks in the palace. What do you eat and drink? Is that too frugal?!
Is it difficult that those people in black made the usual food and drink? This shangguanhuang is a real thing. I don't pick it at all.
I've heard of people without servants, but I've never seen a family without a cook!
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The two men stared at him with big eyes. In the end, Shangguan Huang couldn't help but say, "aren't you hungry? Don't you eat?"
Shangguan Huang was a little helpless. He just kept saying that he was hungry. The person who wanted to eat was Murong Sheng.
Now sitting on the bed, some sleepy eyes are Murong Sheng.
If you're hungry, you don't take things to fill your stomach. What are you doing so foolishly?
Shangguan Huang handed the bowl to Murong Sheng: "eat it, it's just done."
However, Murong Sheng just looked at Shangguan Huang quietly, didn't want to take it over, quietly frowned and looked at the strange things in the bowl: "what is this?"
It's strange. I can't see what it is at all.
Are the cooks in the ghost King's house so strange in their workmanship and the things they make so strange?
Some are yellow and some are white. It's porridge, but it doesn't look like porridge at all. It's dry. It's like rice.
But if it's rice and there's no food, can she just eat rice instead of vegetables?
Shangguanhuang naturally didn't ignore murongsheng's look of exploration with some dislike in his eyes. Some on his face didn't know what kind of expression to use: "white porridge, eat."
"Hmm???"
Murong Sheng suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, carefully looked at the strange things in the bowl, and didn't see what porridge it was for a long time. Suddenly raised his head, frowned and looked at Shangguan Huang: "is this white porridge?!"
Did you bully her and never see white porridge? Talking nonsense in front of her?
If it's really porridge, it's not white porridge. It should be called yellow porridge! This messy and yellow thing that makes people have no appetite can be called white porridge?
Bullying her, haven't you eaten porridge?!
"I'm sick, but I'm sick not in my brain, not in my eyes, but on my shoulders!" Murong Sheng almost doubted Shangguan Huang's IQ. "Do you think there's something wrong with my eyes and can't see what white porridge is?"
"Look at what's in this bowl. It's like porridge!"
Thick, yellow.
When Murong Sheng said this, Shangguan Huang's face became a little embarrassed: "it's just that I haven't done it for a long time. Some of them are handmade..."
"Handmade?"
Murong Sheng frowned: "can you cook by hand every day? Is it difficult? Cooking is just a part-time job? Do you kill people and set fire on weekdays? Only when you are free, can you make a fire and cook a meal?"
Otherwise, tell her what handmade?
She hasn't met a cook who squats in the kitchen every day and can make things by hand.
Isn't this cheating?
Shangguan Huang knew that Murong Sheng wanted to be bad. His face turned black and became more embarrassed: "it wasn't made by the cook."
"What?!"
Murong Sheng was even more shocked. There was no cook in the ghost palace?!
"The cook didn't do it. Who did it?"
No, there are no cooks in the palace. What do you eat and drink? Is that too frugal?!
Is it difficult that those people in black made the usual food and drink? This shangguanhuang is a real thing. I don't pick it at all.
I've heard of people without servants, but I've never seen a family without a cook!
The two men stared at him with big eyes. In the end, Shangguan Huang couldn't help but say, "aren't you hungry? Don't you eat?"Shangguan Huang was a little helpless. He just kept saying that he was hungry. The person who wanted to eat was Murong Sheng.Now sitting on the bed, some sleepy eyes are Murong Sheng.If you're hungry, you don't take things to fill your stomach. What are you doing so foolishly?Shangguan Huang handed the bowl to Murong Sheng: "eat it, it's just done."However, Murong Sheng just looked at Shangguan Huang quietly, didn't want to take it over, quietly frowned and looked at the strange things in the bowl: "what is this?"It's strange. I can't see what it is at all.Are the cooks in the ghost King's house so strange in their workmanship and the things they make so strange?Some are yellow and some are white. It's porridge, but it doesn't look like porridge at all. It's dry. It's like rice.But if it's rice and there's no food, can she just eat rice instead of vegetables?Shangguanhuang naturally didn't ignore murongsheng's look of exploration with some dislike in his eyes. Some on his face didn't know what kind of expression to use: "white porridge, eat.""Hmm???"Murong Sheng suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, carefully looked at the strange things in the bowl, and didn't see what porridge it was for a long time. Suddenly raised his head, frowned and looked at Shangguan Huang: "is this white porridge?!"Did you bully her and never see white porridge? Talking nonsense in front of her?If it's really porridge, it's not white porridge. It should be called yellow porridge! This messy and yellow thing that makes people have no appetite can be called white porridge?Bullying her, haven't you eaten porridge?!"I'm sick, but I'm sick not in my brain, not in my eyes, but on my shoulders!" Murong Sheng almost doubted Shangguan Huang's IQ. "Do you think there's something wrong with my eyes and can't see what white porridge is?""Look at what's in this bowl. It's like porridge!"Thick, yellow.When Murong Sheng said this, Shangguan Huang's face became a little embarrassed: "it's just that I haven't done it for a long time. Some of them are handmade...""Handmade?"Murong Sheng frowned: "can you cook by hand every day? Is it difficult? Cooking is just a part-time job? Do you kill people and set fire on weekdays? Only when you are free, can you make a fire and cook a meal?"Otherwise, tell her what handmade?She hasn't met a cook who squats in the kitchen every day and can make things by hand.Isn't this cheating?Shangguan Huang knew that Murong Sheng wanted to be bad. His face turned black and became more embarrassed: "it wasn't made by the cook.""What?!"Murong Sheng was even more shocked. There was no cook in the ghost palace?!"The cook didn't do it. Who did it?"No, there are no cooks in the palace. What do you eat and drink? Is that too frugal?!Is it difficult that those people in black made the usual food and drink? This shangguanhuang is a real thing. I don't pick it at all.I've heard of people without servants, but I've never seen a family without a cook!
