dognovel Chapter 754 Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside roast chicken
Chapter 754 Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside roast chicken
"Hmph, you think you can cheat me out of my money? No way!" Lin Ping said smugly.
Lin Ping should be proud that he can resist the temptation of beauty; Jiang Yunying might even reward him with a chicken leg.
"Miss, Miss." Yun'er was puzzled as she watched Meng Qingge storm out.
Something's not right with the sound inside. Could it have ended before it even started?
Yun'er glanced disdainfully into the room, but didn't utter the word "quick shooter."
Meng Qingge's feelings were complicated, a mixture of anger and a little bit of grievance, with a tiny bit of happiness mixed in with the grievance.
It was a good thing that she was able to preserve her pure and innocent body, but she failed in her mission. Lin Ping never got to eat meat before he died, and she felt guilty towards him.
No, why would Lin Ping reject me? Does he not have any interest in her at all?
In other words, Lin Ping didn't like her at all, and the reason he kept helping her was because of their arranged marriage.
Women's minds are strange. Even if they don't like Lin Ping, they still hope that Lin Ping likes them. This is proof of their charm.
Meng Qingge had to reflect on herself; she was even less confident about her appearance.
After thinking for a long time, she finally understood that Young Master Lin was a bottom and did not get close to women.
How could she have forgotten about this? She almost made a fool of herself.
People prefer energy drinks, and you insist on serving them a cup of milk tea; no wonder they're rejected.
Meng Qingge still wanted to satisfy Lin Ping, but after thinking it over, she couldn't find a strong and healthy servant.
Since Lin Ping is the bottom, we should consider things from a woman's perspective. Perhaps he is only loyal to one person?
Never mind, never mind, let him be.
Meng Qingge was still a little disappointed by tonight's defeat.
Curled up in bed, Lin Ping felt increasingly uneasy. In Meng Qingge's eyes, he had no money at all and couldn't possibly be involved in a honey trap.
Furthermore, since the two were betrothed since childhood, a honey trap wouldn't work; at most, it would only solidify their relationship.
"I seem to have missed something?" Lin Ping scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.
Then stop thinking about it. Isn't it better to sleep?
This was a bit awkward, and Lin Ping thought Meng Qingge would be angry and wouldn't see him for at least three days.
"Rou'er, I'm a little hungry," Lin Ping muttered to himself.
He went to bed too early last night and missed dinner.
"Rou'er is sick and is resting." The familiar voice reached Lin Ping's ears.
"A ghost!" Lin Ping suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly checked his body, afraid that he was missing some parts.
Meng Qingge glanced at Lin Ping dismissively and said scornfully, "Time to eat."
Lin Ping was surprised because he had expected Meng Qingge to not see him for three days, but now she was sitting right next to him and had even prepared delicious food for him.
"Turn around," Lin Ping said pitifully, like a newlywed bride.
Meng Qingge turned her head away.
"Alright, you can turn around now." Lin Ping was quick and efficient. After these two incidents, he decided to change his good habit of sleeping naked.
Meng Qingge is not only a pampered young lady, but also very busy with work. She shouldn't be preparing a meal for him herself.
But seeing her disheveled appearance and the unappetizing dishes, Lin Ping asked in surprise, "You made this?"
Seeing through his words at a glance, Meng Qingge was still a little shy. "No comments allowed, eat it all!"
Clearly, she had absolutely no confidence in her cooking skills.
Lin Ping looked around confidently. There was no vegetable dish, not even chicken, duck, fish, or meat. Whether it tasted good or not was another matter. Did they really have to eat something so greasy so early in the morning?
Looking at Meng Qingge's face, blackened by smoke, Lin Ping felt a touch of emotion.
"What's wrong with this woman? Is she repaying a debt? Why hasn't she acted like this before?"
Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of ulterior motives or theft; the former was already exposed last night.
This wasn't the first time Lin Ping had helped her; there was no need to make such a big fuss, cooking for her and offering herself up—it was as if she wanted to give him all her firsts.
Looking at Meng Qingge's eager eyes, Lin Ping felt embarrassed not to eat. He was starving and deserved something good to eat.
When he put the burnt chicken leg into his mouth, he almost cried out, "Actually... I wasn't that hungry."
"What is this? Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside? Please, it tastes like raw blood inside. This isn't roasting, it's clearly burning. Why doesn't it cook the inside properly?"
"Is it not tasty?" Meng Qingge asked, pouting.
How should I answer when my future wife asks me if the food is good? I need an answer urgently!
This is a routine. Once Lin Ping answers that it doesn't taste good, the other person will definitely say that they don't have the talent for it and will never cook again after tonight.
This requires encouragement; you need to show the other person through your actions that the food is delicious.
So what if there's blood on the chicken leg? Primitive people ate raw meat! At least it kills the surface bacteria!
"Huh? Why is there blood on the bone? Is it undercooked?" Meng Qingge wondered, and tried to taste the other chicken leg herself.
"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious!" Lin Ping hurriedly ate the other chicken leg as well. He was sure that Meng Qingge hadn't flipped the chicken when she was grilling it, so this chicken leg was really cooked, and thoroughly cooked.
Lin Ping didn't eat a chicken leg, but a piece of charcoal. He didn't even spit out the bone because he couldn't.
"Why are you crying?" Meng Qingge asked worriedly.
"I was moved to tears." Lin Ping dared not tell the truth; you would cry too if you ate.
Meng Qingge didn't ask any more questions. It's normal for someone who is about to be beheaded to be easily agitated and cry.
Seeing that Lin Ping had a poor appetite, Meng Qingge didn't force him and quickly brought out a jar of her best wine. "Drink up!"
"Drinking in the morning?" Lin Ping's eyebrows furrowed in question.
Drinking alcohol is a good thing; the sweet taste can dilute the burnt taste, so I picked up a big bowl and poured it into my mouth.
Meng Qingge cried, feeling a pang of sadness.
"This woman isn't just worried about the price of the bar, it's quite expensive after all." Lin Ping didn't dare to drink a second bowl.
"Young Master Lin, is there any unfulfilled wish? Qingge will definitely help you fulfill it," Meng Qingge asked, her voice choked with emotion.
"What do you mean?" Lin Ping asked, a big question mark appearing on his face, before realizing what he meant. "I want world peace!"
This is another joke. He anticipated that Meng Qingge would ask the second question, and then he said he wanted to be more handsome. The only thing she could do was grant him his wish for world peace.
Jokes are meant to make people happy; you can't let a little girl cry forever.
Upon hearing this, Meng Qingge wiped away her tears and said calmly, "I'll see Young Master Lin off."
"You're kicking me out already? You must have been angry last night!" Lin Ping snapped, hands on his hips, and declared, "I'm not leaving!"
"Don't go?"
Meng Qingge was first puzzled, then heartbroken. Who would willingly go to the execution ground? It was understandable that Lin Ping didn't want to leave.
"If Young Master Lin wants to escape, Qingge will do everything in her power to help. If the authorities convict him, I will bear the consequences alone." Meng Qingge made another important decision: she would help Lin Ping escape.
"Just say you want me to leave, no need for such euphemisms." Lin Ping was somewhat angry, but still firmly stated, "I won't run away!"