The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

Briquettes and Freckles 4-5-6

Eaton's heart beat twice in Luo Ning's palm, and he glared at the cook angrily with his small eyes, almost being slapped into a coal cake. He was so angry that he wanted to rush up and bite the cook, but except for Little Freckles, he couldn't bite someone else.

Luo Ning held him in his palm, comforted him with soft words, picked up a thumb-sized piece of bread and placed it in front of Eaton.

The bread showed an attractive color, and Eaton stopped jumping and nibbled on it. The sweet taste seemed to be trapped in a cloud, and he was wrapped in a feeling of happiness.

How can it be so delicious?

Eaton narrowed his eyes and his little wings flapped slightly subconsciously.

The fat cook on the side watched with salivation. The smell that kept entering her nose was simply torture to her.

Luo Ning smiled and said: "There is still a lot of bread, you can try it."

The eyes of the people in the kitchen shone with surprise. They thought that the young master was extremely cute. They didn't even dare to touch such a snow-white delicacy. Even the nobles had not tasted it. They were lucky enough to taste it first.

Carefully wiped her hands on her apron, and with a pious expression, carefully cut a piece.

Soon they no longer had the intention to think too much, and all their attention was attracted by the delicious food. The taste of this moment should be firmly remembered in their hearts.

Oh my god, is this the young master's talent for food?

Please keep this talent forever.

Luo Ning had never thought that someone would show such an excited expression over a piece of bread, but after coming to this medieval period and being tortured, every kind of food that was cooked properly made him feel particularly cherished.

That little bottle was kept as a treasure.

Eaton was so full that he lay in Luo Ning's palm with a round belly, making it difficult for him to even move lazily.

Anyway, he is just a little bug who doesn't understand anything now, so there is no need to think about image and the like.

Luo Ning saw that there was still a ball of flour left, so he did not bake any more bread, but replaced it with steamed buns with more oriental characteristics. He chopped up the cabbage, wrapped it in the round batter, and made beautiful pleats. He also made flower rolls, in the shape of a blooming rose.

Each one is arranged neatly, and in the eyes of others, it is more like a work of art.

Earl Kate, who tasted the bread, also let go of his aristocratic reserve and waved the fork in his hand very quickly.

A bottle of water after fermentation of raisins can produce such a soft taste.

After finishing the entire plate, Earl Kate put down his fork with unsatisfied intentions. Originally, nobles were not supposed to go to those parts of the kitchen.

But the changes in food these days made Earl Kate quickly change his mind. How could his youngest son's talent for gourmet food be wasted?

Luo Ning asked: "Father, how about bread?"

Kate smiled with satisfaction, "It tastes so good. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat bread like this on the king's table."

Luo Ning suggested: "Then why don't you give this method to His Majesty the King? He will definitely like it."

Of course, it is not a simple gift. This is an exchange. When the king gets the benefit, he will reward the lord with other gifts.

Their territory is on the edge of the west, and the land is fairly fertile. The civilians work every day and grow enough wheat and vegetables to ensure daily food and clothing, but there are very few spices.