Here, only Ye Fan and the old lady were left, looking at the dishes that had been swept clean before them, the corners of their eyes twitched.

"Too...too grandma, are you sure, this woman is not an idiot?"

The corners of Ye Fan's eyes twitched, and he said with shame.

Damn, this is the first time he's seen such a good-looking person.

The rice here has not yet touched the chopsticks, but the dishes have already been eaten there.

Is this just a mess?

The old matriarch also smiled bitterly: "Well, maybe I have eaten too many delicacies from mountains and seas, and now I suddenly change the taste, I think it is novel."

"Normal, very normal."

This kind of situation is not uncommon. In the past, it is said that there was an old emperor in the Qing Dynasty. He ate three meals a day of various delicacies from mountains and seas.

Calling famous doctors over and over again failed to cure her.

One day, a cook named Xiao Fugui suddenly made him a bowl of the most common egg fried rice in the common people's house with the ingredients grown at home. As a result, the old emperor swept it all away and cured the incurable disease directly.

Therefore, the old lady thinks that the situation tonight is probably due to this reason.

Of course, it is undeniable that Ye Fan's craftsmanship is indeed exquisite.

Otherwise, when she was in Yunzhou before, Qiu Mucheng would rather go home and eat the food cooked by Ye Fan than go to the so-called five-star hotel to eat the dishes made by the chef.

In Qiu Mucheng's opinion, what Ye Fan cooks is much more delicious than any famous chef.

"Okay, don't worry about this."

"Let's eat quickly, both of us."

The old lady greeted Ye Fan to continue eating.

But Ye Fan looked at the empty dish in front of him, but his eyes were full of black lines.

Have a meal?

The food is gone, and you still have an egg?

Could it be, dry eating rice?

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Nothing to say all night.

The next day, Ye Fan continued to practice his Yinlong body.

However, for five days in a row, Ye Fan made no progress.

Not to mention the entry into cultivation, he couldn't even find the door.

How do you practice this?

"No, I must have gone wrong somewhere." JrNovels.com