Lin Lan and Tang Ning squatted there to burn together, although they had not yet eaten the chicken, but she was happy to burn the fire.

“All right?”“All right?”“All right?”

Don't you look like a look of disgust, why is it still so urgent, Tang Ning listened to the head is fast, and he nods his head hurriedly: "All right!"

The fire was extinguished, dug out and buried the chicken, Lin Lan's face was full of disgust: "Oh, can this be eaten?"

I don’t blame her, because the sale is really ugly.

Tang Ning knocked open the mud, the seductive fragrance drifted away, Lin Lan glared with his eyes with some surprise: "What?It smells good?”

Xia Hua, they were also somewhat surprised, because they really surprised them, because the method of production was made of yellow mud.

Tang Ning continued to knock on the mud, the fragrance became more and more intense, whether it was Lin Lan or summer flowers, they all swallowed the same mouth.

When it comes to the hotel at noon, it smells such a seductive aroma, and it is not surprising to drip.

At this moment, Lin Lan had already left the dislike behind him at that time, and hurriedly said, “Okay?”Is it all right?Can you eat it?”

All cleaned up, the summer flowers brought the plate will call the flower chicken in the plate, Tang Ning tore a piece of taste, very satisfied with the nod.

Lin Lan asked, “How is it?Is it delicious?”

If she had put it at first, she would not have believed that it was called a chicken, but now she smelled this seductive aroma, and she had to believe it a little.

Tang Ning nodded, “It’s good, you taste it!”

Tang Ning tore a piece and handed it to her, Lin Lan directly opened the mouth to eat, although the mouth is somewhat hot, but the delicious can not resist.

Lin Lan was no longer a distasteful expression, and a face enjoyed: “Good food, delicious!”

Tang Ning with a knife will call the chicken cut, smile: "Come, taste, look good!"

Summer flowers they are actually curious tight, how can the chicken roasted with yellow mud taste good?But this seductive smell can't be faked.

This smell can not be faked, it is really delicious to eat, and the tauff eats with relish.

So many people eat, everyone tastes two mouths and is gone, all of them are still in the form of an unfinished look.

What are you waiting for?Keep on coming!

At last he was busy, and went into the yard with the basket, followed by a group of lingos, and when they came in, they all froze.

What did they see?

They saw that the freshly baked Third Prince was with the mud!

Not only that, but Lin Lan also rolled up his sleeves to expose the arm such as jade curds and Tang Ning together with the mud!

Even Tang Ning and Lin Lan's clothes were covered with some yellow mud.

Rong Xuan couldn't help but caress, one is the prince's honor, and the other is the general's lady, who even rolled up her sleeves and mud.

And it looks fun!

He said, “Which one of you is?”

Rong Xuan knew which of the trouble, Tang Ning and she said the practice of calling chicken, precisely because she did not believe in making it delicious, so Tang Ning must do it.

But she did not expect Tang Ning to do it himself, she thought that Tang Ning would order on one side, and then by the linguist.

She did not expect Lin Lan to do it, if she let Aunt Lin see it again?Well done, everybody, show up?

Lin Lan stretched out his little claws full of yellow mud and said, “We are calling chickens, but it is delicious!”

He said, “Are you sure you’re not playing with mud?”

Lin Lan grabbed a handful of mud and smiled, “Don’t say, it’s still fun!”

Rong Xuan explained helplessly while walking: "I don't know what the husband thinks, and use yellow mud to wrap the chicken and cook it, and say that it is very delicious."

The stupor: “Ah?Eating chicken with yellow mud?Can this be eaten?”

Rong Xuan couldn't help but blush, and did not know what Tang Ning thought, even roasted chicken with yellow mud!

Lin Lan finally realized the feeling of Tang Ning, and muttered, “Hm, huh, don’t eat until later, look at me!”

Rong Xuan and the basket surrounded Tang Ning and Lin Lan, watching the two of them dig a pit and bury it in the pit with mud.

Tang Ning smiled, “Okay, it’s enough to make a fire!”

They had seen it, and immediately began to burn.Rong Xuan hurriedly said: "Go and draw water, wash your husband and Lan Er!"

They called several pots of water in the spring grass, and Tangning and Lin Lan washed several times before washing them.

Looking at Lin Lan's face and jumping around the fire, the squat and the horn can't help but wonder, is this yellow mud to call the chicken really delicious?

Compared with Lin Lan's rushing group, Tang Ning is very indifferent, Lin Lan is in a hurry to prove that this is called flower chicken is very delicious, Tang Ning is not afraid of good food, there are you drip.

"All right?"All right?”

Tang Ning nodded, “It should be almost!”

Lin Lan immediately said, “I’ll come, I’ll come!”

This time, there are four chickens, what are you in a hurry?Nevertheless, Tang Ning gave up, and Lin Lan picked up the small shovel and dug up.

Lin Lan's face was proud to dig out four called chickens, but the squat and the face of the dislike, although the mouth did not say, but the expression on the face of the meaning, you are sure that this can eat?

This sale is too ugly, now is not a good or bad problem, but can not eat the problem.

Lin Lan naturally noticed the expression of the two of them, but she did not say anything, but began to knock on the mud with a proud face.

The original face of the face of the squat and the basket of the same shrugging small nose, hey, good smell?Is it the smell of chicken?

Lin Lan smiled and asked, “How is it?Smells not?It smells better, it smells better!”

This time, she called the flower chicken, but she was the mud she painted with her own hands!She had already forgotten that she was also disgusted at that moment.

The squat looked around and smiled, “How can this be a chicken made by His Royal Highness the Prince and Miss Chijin of the General’s House?”

The squat and the breeze of the porch immediately changed, and Tang Ning began to clean up the chickens, and the spring grass was ready with the plate.

Tang Ning cut with a knife, this only smiled: "This is the palace personally made of chicken, all taste!"

The basket caught a piece, the smell of the nose, let the index finger move, not to forget the beginning of the scene, put it in the mouth to taste.

He nodded, “Well, it’s delicious!Delicious!Why is it called chicken?That name is ugly!”

Rong Xuan also ate even a nod, echoing: "Yes, this name is very ugly!"

Tang Ning smiled, “That would be better to change your name to a rich chicken!”

Rong Xuan said, “Aaron, although it is a little common, but it is also good!”