Lucky Star of Space on Farmlands

But I didn't say the words in the end. I thought about it in my heart, and finally thought of something that needed to be done recently.

"Yes, I'm here to discuss something with Changfeng. Come on, let's go to your study to talk."

…

Inside the kitchen.

All the cooks and handymen were kicked out by Sui Zimo.

Then, he started kneading the dough, stamping the fillings, and rolling out the dumpling wrappers. Of course, the meat porridge had already been cooked, and he also put in some spiritual fat brought back from Qianhuan Continent.

It is used to enhance the physical fitness of Luyannuo children.

Although he obviously still dislikes this little guy who sticks to his wife all day long, is he his son after all?

He has already planned that when the little guy grows up to more than two years old, he will start to cultivate the little guy's spirit. In the future, he will let him practice more in seclusion, so that he and his wife will not be disturbed.

The sleeping child Lu Yannuo: Dad, are you really okay with this? I'm still a baby. If you do this, won't your conscience hurt?

Sui Zimo said, why does conscience hurt?

Anyway, when his son is raised to fifteen years old, he will be sent to Sky City immediately. By then, he and Sonny will really not have to worry about this clingy man.

Nothing can be said!

Outside the small kitchen, several cooks were whispering there.

"Is this Prince Mo? Isn't he a follower of Prince Mo?"

One of the cooks couldn't believe it. This was Prince Mo. Could the majestic Prince Mo cook in person? Just thinking about it, I think it’s a night pool in the sky.

"You're stupid, look at that outfit, who else could it be if it wasn't Prince Mo? Did Prince Mo and our little princess enter the mansion together before I saw you?"

The other cook rolled his eyes at the cook who had just questioned it and said.

"Yes, yes, that is Prince Mo. There can be no lies." Several servants nearby also nodded. One of them had seen Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang entering the mansion together before.

"Is it really Prince Mo?"

The cook who spoke at first simply didn't believe it.

"But he is cooking. How can a prince come into the kitchen? Have you ever seen him?"

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads.

Whose prince knows how to cook? Not only can he open his mouth for food or stretch his hands for clothes, let alone those trivial things, he can never do them.

The Prince Mo in front of him was cooking, and he was doing it so smoothly, as if he had been doing it all his life.

Even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn’t believe what they saw.

However, no matter how hard you believe it, you have to believe it, because soon, the smell of meat porridge wafted out of the small kitchen, attracting all the greedy servants to run out.

"smell good!"

"Prince Mo's cooking skills are so amazing!"

Everyone kept breathing in, trying hard to inhale the fragrance in the air into their noses.

It was so fragrant that their mouths were watering.

"I really didn't expect that Prince Mo would love our little princess so much. With such a fragrant taste, it must be made for the little princess, right?" Thinking about it, they felt envious.

But envy can't come, they are not little princesses.

…

On the other side, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been discussing things with Lin Changfeng in the study, watching as an hour passed.

"Your Highness, do you want to have dinner at the mansion?"

In fact, Lin Changfeng was just polite and did not expect His Highness the Crown Prince to agree.