The Divine Healer is a Black Lotus

Hua Jiujiu went in with a shovel to continue cooking, and whispered to Lou Sijin.

"A Jin, do you think these two will get married in the end?" Hua Jiujiu became a little curious, after all, it was his friend's business, so he had to care about it anyway.

"Dongfang Lan likes obedient women." Lou Sijin didn't answer directly.

Unfortunately, I really have a little understanding of Dongfang Lan, and I have a little understanding, otherwise he will definitely say that he doesn't know.

"Not necessarily." An obedient woman is not suitable for him, and she will not be loved by him for a long time.

Lou Sijin raised her eyebrows, but she had heard some rumors about these two in the capital.

Seeing that Huajiujiu was so interested, he added another sentence, "Dongfang Lan is not An Qingyan's type either."

How can two types who are completely different from each other be together?

As for binding them with the power of the family, it is not realistic. After all, these two people are not people who will be completely controlled by the family.

"Just wait, one day, he will fall in love." When he really fell in love with someone, she couldn't guarantee whether it would fall on An Qingyan or not.

Lou Sijin didn't say anything.

Plant it, probably everyone will plant it.

At least, he never thought that he would fall in love with a little girl one day.

With the cooperation of the two of them, the lunch can be regarded as completed.

When the food was brought out, a group of people all looked at them eagerly.

"Sister, today's food is delicious." Although Huajiujiu did not cook less before, it must not be as rich and serious as today, because I am afraid that if I can't finish it, I will waste something.

"Then eat more." I really put a lot of effort into today's meal.

Hua Youyou nodded again and again, she must eat more, so that that annoying uncle can't eat it!

Nangong Yu couldn't help but be amazed when he looked at the delicious dishes.

Even though he had guessed earlier, he was still surprised by the food on this table.

He even felt that the taste of this meal would be even better than those served at the palace banquet.

"It smells good, but it doesn't necessarily taste good." Dongfang Lan said in a pleasant manner.

To be honest, he was also shocked. He didn't expect a peasant girl to cook such delicious dishes. Perhaps Nangong Yu's judgment was correct, but his pride didn't allow him to admit it. He had to say something like this talk.

Everyone rolled his eyes at him.

An Qingyan even said: "Every time you stretch out your chopsticks today, you slap yourself in the face."

Dongfang Lan snorted coldly, "Who cares, I just have to taste every dish."

"Remember what you said." An Qingyan was very happy in her heart, she would be happy if there was one less person to compete with her for food.

Dongfang Lan just wanted to say that he was careless!

How can I make An Qing feel happy?

Nangong Yu had a look of surprise.

Hua Jiujiu took a deep look at the two of them and said, "Let's serve dinner."

A group of people picked up their chopsticks and picked up the dishes they had long fancied.

As soon as I put it in my mouth and tasted it, my eyes lit up immediately.

"Delicious!" An Qingyan praised.

"Jiujiu, I know why you said that Zhenxiu Restaurant and Jiacai Restaurant don't taste good anymore." As he spoke, he looked at Nangong Yu and Dongfang Lan contemptuously. They also had the nerve to call this name, and they didn't think it was a slap in the face. what?

Nangong Yu coughed lightly.

It was indeed a bit of a slap in the face.

However, this little girl does have the capital to negotiate those terms with him!

Among them, there are several dishes that were ordered at the delicacies restaurant that day.

Thinking of Huajiujiu's evaluation that day, Nangong Yu really felt that the evaluation was excellent, there was no difference at all!

Dongfang Lan wanted to take a second bite after taking the first bite.

Glancing at the crowd who were eating, they silently stretched out their chopsticks to take another bite.

As soon as he caught it, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared and slapped the meat off his chopsticks.

"Didn't you just have a taste?" An Qingyan said sarcastically.

"Eating too fast, I didn't taste the taste." Dongfang Lan said confidently.

"Cut." An Qingyan looked contemptuous.

Dongfang Lan was a little frustrated, "I'll just eat, what's wrong!"

"Anyway, it wasn't my face, so do whatever you want." An Qingyan didn't bother to talk to him, and ate delicious food on her own, she couldn't let this man affect her appetite.

Hua Jiujiu really wanted to say, don't, continue, she is eating while watching the play, eat more!

Not long after, the dishes on the table were almost eaten.

Hua Jiujiu looked at the people who were stuffed with food, and said, "There is still one dish in the kitchen, but with your appearance, I probably can't eat it."

"No, wine, I can eat it." An Qingyan struggled.

The dish that has been stewed for so long must be extremely delicious.

Moreover, she seemed to smell a peerless fragrance.

So, eat anyway!

Hua Jiujiu looked at her swollen belly, and said helplessly, "If you eat any more, it will explode."

"No, I can." An Qingyan burped as soon as she finished speaking.

Obviously can't eat anymore.

"Let's treat it as afternoon tea. It happens that this dish will taste better if it is cooked for a long time." Hua Jiujiu said.

When An Qingyan heard it, she thought it was very good.

Nangong Yu also said yes, because he was also full.

To be honest, he really hasn't fed himself up for a long time...

However, the scent wafting from the kitchen...

"Fushouquan is made in the kitchen?" Nangong Yu felt that the taste was not quite right.

When Dongfang Lan heard it, she also thought it was very similar, but it didn't look like it at all, because it would be more fragrant and make people more appetizing.

"I call that dish Buddha Jumping Over the Wall." Hua Jiujiu replied.

"Buddha jumps over the wall, what a special name, is it because the Buddha couldn't help but jump out of the wall when he smelled it?" An Qingyan guessed.

"This name is too arrogant." Such an exaggerated name, is there really a dish in this world that can make Buddha's heart flutter?

Nangong Yu looked at Huajiu and asked, "What is the allusion to this name?"

"There really is a story."

"What is it?" An Qingyan looked at Huajiu curiously.

"I heard that there was an eminent monk who came to a certain place to preach scriptures, stayed overnight in a temple, and was next to a restaurant. The chef in that restaurant was skilled in cooking, and the fragrance of the dishes wafted into the temple along the wind.

At first, the eminent monk could bear it, but then he couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped over the wall and said to the chef, "Give me a taste of your cooking, I can't bear it anymore."

The chef fulfilled the requirements of the eminent monk and made him a real treat.

When the chef told the story to the master, the master laughed and said: "This story of 'Buddha jumping over the wall' is interesting."

After the chef heard this, he laughed even more, and said, "Master, you named this dish, and it's called 'Buddha Jumping over the Wall'. The Buddha couldn't bear it anymore, can we mortals still bear it?"

When everyone heard it, they just felt miraculous.

This dish is so delicious that even the monks who strictly abide by the precepts broke their precepts.

Then they should have a better taste.