Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

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Instead of this, it is better to let her not know.

"Cousin, why isn't it Ling? Look, he looks exactly like Ling. I'm going to find him!"

"Yinyin, calm down!" Murong Qing hugged Murong Yinyin. Whispered into her ear: "Yinyin, listen to me, he is not Ling."

"Why? Cousin, how do you know?" Murong Yinyin asked a little puzzled.

"Because I've met him before. He's Han Yingxue's cousin, and he doesn't even know me!"

"Impossible, impossible, cousin, how can there be two identical people?"

Murong Qing knew Murong Yinyin's mood.

Her affection for Xuanyuan Ling was too deep. When Xuanyuan Ling had just disappeared, Murong Yinyin seemed to be crazy, but now she saw another person who was exactly the same. How could you not be excited.

Whether it was or not, she definitely wanted to find out.

"Yinyin, listen to me. He is not, don't ask. If he is Ling, how could he deny me? How could he not come back? How could he not know how much he still has to do, how could he stay in the country? Yinyin, think about it, am I right?"

Murong Yinyin fell silent.

What Murong Qing said was true.

If that person was Ling, how could he not come back to look for her? Their previous letters, telling each other of their lovesickness, if it was Ling, they would never be willing to leave her alone in the capital.

"Cousin..." Murong Yinyin began to cry. "Cousin, after the game is over, I still want to meet him, please help me arrange the arrangements, okay?" Murong Yinyin begged.

Looking at Murong Yinyin who was crying into tears, Murong Qing couldn't bear it, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I will make arrangements for you!"

"It's time—" A gong and drum rang.

Dishes are placed on each competition stage.

Every cook who participated in the competition tried their best to make this dish. For a moment, the aroma of dishes in Yahaoxuan restaurant was overflowing.

Each dish will be placed on the judging table.

There were three judges, Murong Qing, Qin Feng, and another noble son from the capital, Bai Wuyan.

Qin Feng is Murong Qing's friend. He visits the great rivers and mountains of the motherland on weekdays and eats a lot of delicious food. That's why Murong Qing invited Qin Feng to be the judge of the competition.

Bai Wuyan is a well-known playboy in Kyoto, his daily hobbies are similar to Murong Qing's, he likes all kinds of food. So these three are the judges. is the most suitable.

The dishes were put on the judging table.

Murong Qing said softly to Murong Yinyin, "I'm going to taste the food, Yinyin, calm down, don't cry!"

Murong Yinyin nodded.

A total of ninety-eight people participated in the competition. So there are ninety-eight dishes in total. Send them up every ten times. There is a special servant carrying it.

The stage next to Han Yingxue was Fang Datong.

Fang Datong looked at Han Yingxue with disdain, and later let him know what it means to be strong, a country bumpkin dares to come and compete with them.

Seeing Fang Datong's face, Han Yingxue sneered.

For those who think of themselves as noble, it is not certain who will win later!

Murong Qing is a famous picky eater, when he sees the food on the table, many noses can tell whether it is delicious or not just by smelling it. Most people just dip their chopsticks in the soup to try the taste.

When he saw Han Yingxue's Beggar Chicken, his eyes lit up. It is really a novel dish, and the taste is also very fragrant. There is also a fragrance of lotus leaves when I smell it carefully.