Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 725 Dare to design the master, I don’t know how to write dead words

Long Yang glanced at her and shook his head, "No, I won't eat it, you can eat it."

This girl is quite edible.

The point is that she would not gain weight at all by eating so many high-calorie foods.

Lu Liang sighed slightly, "Didn't the emperor see that I have already eaten it?" Otherwise, which round will I get you? "You eat it while it's hot, otherwise it's cold and it won't taste so good."

Just as Long Yang was about to say something, Zhao Gan took a soup cup, walked in from the outside, and said with a smile, "There is still a soup in the kitchen. Master and Niangniang, please drink it while it is hot." He said, putting down the soup cup. After uncovering the lid, a strong fragrance filled the room.

"What kind of soup is this, it's so fragrant." Lu Liangwei asked the gluttonous worm in Lu Liangwei's stomach, staring at the soup cup.

Zhao Gan immediately said: "It's a soup stewed with a hen." There was indeed some chicken in the soup, so he didn't lie, "The minion has tasted it, no problem." After finishing speaking, he graciously served a bowl for each of them. , Then left the house.

Outside the house, on the seventh day and the ninth day of the month, standing on each side, seeing Zhao Gan coming out of the room invisible with a smile, he couldn't help but look sideways.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he glanced at him with some contempt.

He already knew what Zhao Gan did.

The deer leather soup just brought in, right?

Be smart, and soon the master will notice that he will be miserable.

Dare to design the master, really don't know how to write dead words?

On the ninth day of the ninth day, seeing Zhao Gan coming over, a rare smile appeared on his face, "Why is Mr. Zhao so happy?"

Zhao Gan smiled, just as he was about to say something, but when he thought that he was still a yellow **** the ninth day, he was silent.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he gave him a weird look. Manager Zhao was so happy, could it be that he was rewarded by the Emperor?

Inside, Long Yang picked up the bowl and drank the soup.

Lu Liang smelled the soup in the bowl. Although the taste was very fragrant, he always felt a little weird.

Does chicken taste like this?

She always feels something is wrong.

Seeing that the emperor had already drunk it, she had to pick up the bowl and take a sip.

The smell of the entrance made her somewhat unspeakable.

Long Yang glanced at her, opened the lid of the soup cup, scooped up the soup with a soup spoon, and looked down. When he saw that it was indeed chicken, he put down the soup spoon.

"Weiwei, can you still drink this soup?" he suddenly asked.

Lu Liangwei put down the bowl with half of the soup and shook his head, "I can't drink it anymore." She had already eaten two bowls of rice and so much venison, and now she drank half a bowl of soup, how could she still drink it? .

Moreover, she suspects that this soup is not pure hen soup.

Long Yang smiled and said: "I can't drink anymore. But the soup is quite good. If you pour it out like this, it would be a pity. It's better to give the soup a reward to Zhao Gan. He should be well prepared for his busy work today. Give it a reward."

When Lu Liang heard the words, his heart moved, and he said with approval: "The emperor's words are very true, and I also think that Zhao Gonggong has worked hard. Then do as the emperor said."

Long Yang called Zhao Gan in.

Zhao Gan still smiled, until Long Marting pointed to the soup cup on the table and said: "Zhao Gan, I and the queen think you have worked hard. It just happens that there is a lot of soup left in this cup of soup, so I will reward you."

Hearing this, Zhao Gan's white and fat face shook almost imperceptibly, and said bit the bullet: "The slave thanks the emperor and the empress for the reward." His heart was extremely sad.

(End of this chapter)