Offered Into Marriage

Joining was done quickly, and the net income could be fully owned by Yang Yang. In exchange, Archibald asked Yang Yang to supervise Yang Yang to create his "joining status."

Yang Yang said that he was happy to share his ideas with Archibald.

"I want to sell porridge in the store-just the porridge that I made before. Didn't Aunt Gu say that it was a good thing, I also checked it, and the food made by the soul essence plant is also of good quality. Let's diarrhea to the power of dehydration.

Archibald: "... you're kind of proud, right?"

Yang Yang: "Of course, star chefs may not be able to retain so much soulpower."

Archibald: "..."

Yang Yang is still planning: "But if there is only one flavor, it seems a bit monotonous. In this way, I will cook more porridge in the afternoon, and help me taste the taste."

Archibald refused: "I don't eat."

Yang Yang: "Don't, how can you help me advertise if you don't eat?"

Archibald: "... Why should I advertise to you?"

Yang Yang: "Because I am the newly hired steward of Doton Manor, the successor of Amber.-This setting is good, so there is no need to explain why I live in the manor, and we will talk about firing after the agreement is completed. It's me, it's zero. "

Archibald froze and suddenly asked, "Where do you want to go after the agreement?"

Yang Yang tilted his head and thought, and said, "I have no idea for the time being. If I haven't decided yet, it seems good to open a shop here."

Archibald listened, and gently shook the tip of his tail: "Follow you."

Yang Yang's face was happy: "Then this setting is settled. From now on, I will be the standby steward of the Dotons."

Archibald: "..."

What he said is not this, forget it.

But there is a point for Archibald: "I won't advertise to you."

Yang Yang: "Hey, let's do it, then just help me taste it."

Archibald: "I don't eat."

Yang Yang: "As for? Last time, we were in a special situation. Later, Aunt Gu also ate them. Isn't it okay? Duke, we can't be afraid of well ropes for ten years once bitten by a snake. Only work. "

Archibald: "..."

Yang Yang: "Eat a bite, my cooking skills are still good."

Seeing that Yang Yang was about to play rogue again, Archibald sighed, "OK."

Yang Yang smiled and opened the terminal: "Then I will now register an oil rabbit account for publicity, and then I will take some photos of the manor house-no privacy will be leaked, but the popularity of the Dotton family can be used, you can Right? "

Archibald had no objection: "Just take your time."

Yang Yang: "Yes."

So ten minutes later, an oil rabbit user with the id of “Yang Yang Yang” was officially born.

After registration, Yang Yang first paid attention to the people of the Dotton family, and then issued the first blog.

@ 羊羊 羊: A new beginning, a new beginning.

Very serious, not even an expression.

Yang Yang was full of ambition: "From today on, the steward sheep will be formally on duty!"

Archibald: "..."

Yang Yang stood up and learned what Amber was like, and gave a gentleman ceremony to Archibald: "Master II, I'll go and congee."

Archibald: "... Let's go."

Yang Yang laughed, then waved to Archibald and left the training room.

...

Although Yang Yang was whim, it was not fun.

After returning from the training room, Yang Yang first contacted Mu to confirm the shop opening time and meeting time. Then he contacted Liang Lao, and asked for a few recipes from Liang Lao, so as not to rush the food.

Then he plunged into the kitchen until he came out before dinner.

During these busy hours, everyone in the family knew what he was going to open. So looking at a table of porridge for dinner, everyone was still very much in favor, and He Shu even called Ahebborn and Rong Hui to try it.

There are five types of porridge-vegetable porridge, animal bone porridge, fish porridge, miscellaneous cereal porridge, milk porridge.

The Leicester people prefer meat, so when they came to the table, everyone chose the first three types of porridge. Only Yang Yang drank it with milk porridge.

As soon as the porridge entered, Yang Yang stunned himself.

The rice grains are boiled out of shape, and they are soft and glutinous and thick, flowing paste. The milk is only sweet and mellow, and it blends with the grain flavor of rice grains. Just smelling this rich aroma can make people feel satisfied. But after being satisfied, I can't wait for a sip of this porridge.

After the porridge slipped into the mouth, the mouth melted, and the fragrance overflowed between the teeth. The hand seemed to have its own consciousness, and before it was swallowed in the mouth, it took a second sip.

In addition to the enjoyment of taste, the soul palace has also become warm. The soul power is like going through a hot spring, the soul is ironed and the body and mind are unconsciously relaxed.

Yang Yang drank a bite of porridge, looked up at the others, and saw that everyone else was also stunned.

"It's delicious!"

Rong Hui was holding a bowl of fish congee, narrowed his eyes happily, and then continued to eat.

However, other people's self-control is stronger. After tasting, everyone expressed their opinions.

He Shu: "It tastes very good."

Gulita: "Soul power is more gentle, and weak people should be able to bear it."

Ashbourne: "It's almost time for the state banquet."

It's not that the state banquet is poor, but generally people who have the fine control of soul power such as Yang Yang are almost top people in the medical industry, and no one will "waste" this ability in cooking.

Yang Yang laughed, then turned to look at Archibald.

Archibald had been training for a day, and was already hungry. When everyone commented, he kept drank his porridge. Yang Yang came over this time, and that sight can't be ignored.

Archibald looked at Yang Yang and gave a two-word evaluation: "It's delicious."

Yang Yang asked, "Which one do you like?"

Archibald: "I haven't finished this bowl yet."

Yang Yang: "Then you eat, remember to tell me after eating."

Archibald: "..."

Is this person planning something again?

Although Archibald murmured in his heart, his mouth didn't stop at all, and everyone else continued to eat.

In the end, every pot of Yangyang's five pots of porridge was eaten up, and even He Shu said he had eaten it.

Gulita was curious: "How did you cook? I do n’t think you use a lot of soul essence plants, and the level is like that. How can soul power blend so well?"

Yang Yang: "During the process of boiling, don't let the soul power of the soul essence plant escape."

Gulita: "... You mean, you can precisely control every ray of soul power?"

Yang Yang nodded: "Yeah, it's simple."

Gulita: "..."

other people:"……"

You may be a little misunderstood about the difficulty of soul control.

Gulita sighed: "I understand why Liang Lao is so patient with you."

Yang Yang smiled.

He knows that his precision of controlling soul power is outstanding, but it is only a general concept, because he has not compared with others.

And compared to this, Yang Yang is more concerned about the porridge in front of him.

Yang Yang rubbed his hands and smiled: "How much do you think I sell these porridges?"

Gulita: "A bowl of three hundred stars."

Ashbourne: "You can set different prices according to the quality of these porridge soul strength. For example, for this pot of Yurong congee, five hundred and one bowls are all right."

Yang Yang: "... I can't sell it."

Although he knows that it is a good thing, his current position is to be a roadside shop, and tourists who come to spend are ordinary people. If he really hangs this price tag, I am afraid that tourists will stay away.

In the end, the lowest price was one hundred, increased by thirty, and the highest was two hundred and twenty-one bowls.

However, in order to be close to the people, first open the market. Yang Yang also needs to prepare some "parity" things, such as going to try their barbecue tomorrow.

...

After dinner, Yang Yang was also tired, and went to rest early in the morning.

His room has a bathtub, and Yang Yang takes a bath every day to relieve his fatigue.

Soaking in the bathtub, Yang Yang opened the terminal, landed Yang Yangyang, and posted a blog.

＠ 羊羊 羊: The first dinner was a bit 忐忑, but everyone seemed to like it. [Image] [image]

Two pictures, one before Wuguo porridge, and one after eating. The one that was taken short was shot in a few hands, these are Yang Yang's forebodings for the future "hotness".

Yang Yang closed the terminal after sending the hair, then relaxed and lay, while fiddled with water at will. When his hand accidentally scratched his belly, Yang Yang froze and opened his eyes.

Yang Yang sat down and looked down. He was very thin when he was just discharged from the hospital. Now he has recovered some meat, but he can't get fat.

There was no fat on his waist, but now, under the belly button, the lower abdomen bulged.

Yang Yang paused for a few seconds before he suddenly responded—it was a child.

Then Yang Yang was even more surprised.

Although he didn't pay special attention to his own body, because of his interest in female physique, Rott also recorded his physical changes and embryo growth. As of yesterday, his stomach was flat.

If Yang Yang remembers correctly, this is the conjunctival period, but isn't it about 5-6 months of pregnancy? He is now less than 4 months pregnant.

Yang Yang blinked and was a little embarrassed. But Gulita was checking him every day, so she didn't worry about the child's problems.

Yang Yang felt the stomach strangely, a little hard, and bulged a little ball. The size of the bumps is almost as large as the fluorescent ball.

Yang Yang suddenly thought of something, and smiled: "I'm afraid you're not too full, let's stretch it."

Talking, Yang Yang suddenly whimped.

He changed his pajamas and came out, knocking on the pink door by the bed, "Duke."

Archibald responded after two seconds: "Good night."

Yang Yang froze, then smiled: "Good night I received it, but you open the door and I will show you something good."

Archibald refused decisively: "Don't look."

Yang Yang: "The child has entered the conjunctival period. There is a fetal movement in the early stage of conjunctiva, and then nothing will be felt afterwards. Are you sure you don't want to watch?"

After Yang Yang said, there was no response there.

Yang Yang waited at the door and did not walk away. Sure enough, after a while, the sound of unlocking came from there.

When Archibald opened the door, he saw the smiling face of Yang Yang.

For a moment, Archibald thought he was being played.

When Yang Yang saw his expression, he knew what he thought, so he quickly picked up his clothes and revealed a belly with a small bag: "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Archibald looked at the small bag, his expression frowning, his brows frowning, and then his tail began to shake unconsciously.

Some are happy and some nervous.

Yang Yang laughed: "Do you want to touch it? When you touch it, release the soul power, less, if the child is awake, it will respond to you,-it should like your (soul power)."

Archibald hesitated for a moment, then bent over and held out his hand.

Dry palms stick to Yang Yang's belly, because Yang Yang took a bath. The skin is moist and warm, soft, delicate like sheep fat, and feels very good.

And Yang Yang felt the thin cocoon of Archibald's palm, rough, large palm, strong. Reassuring touch.

Archibald and Yang Yang froze at the same time. They both realized that each other's body was stiff for a moment, but no one broke the silence.

Archibald hesitated, instead of releasing his hand, he released his soul power and tried to interact with the child. Yang Yang kept his posture of raising his clothes, and his mood was complicated.

-He has a hunch to play off.