The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 404 Thank you for your kindness, Master Fuli

"Well"

"While I'm happy, I'm also a little unhappy." Ah Qing said with a hint of helplessness after reading the letter.

The little fox was very happy that everyone liked her.

But Aunt Lin had declared her ownership to her. Aunt Lin seemed to really like the little fox. For him, she was even willing to turn down business and travel thousands of miles to accompany him to Chang'an.

Ah Qing was happy, but also somewhat unhappy.

She saw Xiao An with a happy face, standing there with his head held high with pride, as if he had done something great for his family, and couldn't help but pinch his cheek.

then.

Under Mo Yiqing's watchful eye, the little fox and A Qing began a race walk in the guesthouse.

The little fox stretched out its limbs and quickly walked across the coffee table, sofa, and backrests, while Ah Qing followed behind it with a displeased expression. Finally, Ah Qing pinned Xiao An against the stairs, grabbed his two paws, and began to forcefully suck the little fox's yang energy.

"Hey"

"Ah Qing! The grouper is dying, how about we look into surfing groupers?"

While A-Qing was acting cute and charming, Mo Yiqing squatted in front of the fishing box, studying the ingredients inside, and asked A-Qing a question.

"Leave me two red crabs. In a little while, I'll make you a Fujian dish called Red Crab Rice Cake." Ah Qing, who was expressing her emotions to the little fox, thought for a moment and then looked at Mo Mo and said.

"Red Crab Rice Cake? That's perfect!" Upon hearing what A-Qing mentioned, Mo Yiqing licked his lips, recalling the Red Crab Rice Cake he had eaten in Jiule City before.

Red Crab Rice Cake: Red Crab refers to red crab, and rice cake refers to stir-fried glutinous rice, which is steamed together with the crab.

Add shiitake mushrooms, dried shrimp, and cured pork or pork belly to the soaked glutinous rice and stir-fry. Add fried shallots, then spread it in a steamer and place red crab on top to steam. The already very fragrant glutinous rice absorbs the crab roe and crab oil.

Just thinking about it made Mo Yiqing's mouth water.

Mo Yiqing glanced at the time, took out his phone, and made a call to his private bank.

"Hello? I need express delivery. Five pounds of tiger prawns, two pounds of glutinous rice, one pound of pork belly or cured pork, and then you can bring me a barbecue grill. Oh, and also some dried scallops about the size of a one-yuan coin, and some scallions, ginger, and garlic."

Mo Yiqing sat in front of the fishing box and started making a phone call as if no one else was around, asking the other party to send him a home delivery.

An Sheng and A Qing glanced at the still dark sky outside the window and looked at Mo Yiqing with strange expressions.

"MoMo, are you able to buy ingredients now?" AQing asked.

"Haven't you ever been to a fish market? Most fish markets and farmed seafood markets open around 1 or 2 PM, and it's almost 5 PM now. The ingredients have already reached the retail stores," Mo Yiqing said confidently.

"Don't worry! You guys cover the bulk of it, and I'll take care of the rest, including the cooking!"

In the past, if Momo were asked to kill fish and dismantle crabs, she would definitely call herself a hellish chef, claiming that the terrifying soup she brewed could bubble with lava, and she would never mention her chef's certificate.

but!
Once Momo's appetite was whetted by the food, she became less concerned about the details of some things.

Mo Yiqing carried the fishing box into the kitchen.

An Sheng and A Qing crouched by the door, watching Mo Mo, who was holding a cleaver, grab the rat-spotted dog and slash it across the throat. Then, they threw the living rat-spotted dog back into the water to bleed it.

The preparation of the East Star Grouper is similar to that of the Mouse Grouper.

Mo Yiqing boiled water on the stove and, while doing so, put a basin of cold water into the freezer.

The school observation activities were conducted without any shortage of food or drink.

However, the food was really mediocre. If students wanted extra food, they could find it in the mountains.

however.

With the example of the classmate who turned into a monkey after eating a wild banana, students from both the College of Agriculture and the College of Animal Science lost all worldly desires.

Starving, Mo Yiqing took matters into her own hands and cooked. "Aqing, there's a bathhouse outside. Could you go inside and get the groceries I bought?"

"So fast?"

"If you charge me 500 for delivery, how can it not be fast?" Mo Yiqing complained.

While private banks can provide comprehensive services to their customers 24/7, some services involving human resources are also chargeable, and these charges are not low.

The good thing is that private banks have a wide and unconventional network, and they can meet any legitimate need, even if it's a bit outrageous.

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"Charcoal-grilled grouper, steamed grouper with phoenix fat, grouper floating on the sea, red crab baked with Puning soybean paste, and Ah Qing's homemade original red crab rice cake."

Mo Yiqing looked at the eight dishes and one soup on the table with a satisfied expression. In addition to the ingredients that the little fox had tricked her into giving her cuteness, she had also bought some shellfish, celery and tiger prawns to make soup, as well as some ready-made cooked food.

The students, who were staying in the same guesthouse, looked at the dishes on the table and then at the just-dawned sky, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.

They looked at each other, as if asking each other if there was any news.

Is there a change in the curriculum? Am I going to be suspended from my job?

"What are you all standing there for?" Mo Yiqing took off his apron, rubbed it in his hands to wipe away the oil stains he had gotten while carrying the dishes, and threw the apron directly into the kitchen sink.
"Let's all eat! But first of all! We're all getting this meal off Little Fox. One of his aunts saw that it was close to the holiday and sent him some ingredients by express delivery. I'll be cooking the meal myself, but you'll have to do the dishes!"

Cooking without washing dishes, washing dishes without cooking.

Mo Mo loves to eat and enjoys cooking, but she would never do things like washing dishes.

"Say thank you, Master Fuli, and then let's eat!" Mo Yiqing sat at the dining table, speaking with a hint of teasing, imitating the dialect from A Qing's family, and told everyone to get ready to eat.

"What a fine fox! An absolutely superb fox!" Looking at the delicious-looking and fragrant delicacies on the table, the performer gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Fuli. Let's eat!"

"Aww—" The twelve people in the room, and the old man Fuli, who was being praised by the little girls in turn, subconsciously showed an expression of enjoyment and said, "Don't be shy, everyone. In the future, when you get paid, just support Aqing's business. Kisses and hugs are free, but those will be charged extra."

With Mo Yiqing's opening remarks, Master Fuli was no longer limited to sitting while eating; he was even able to sit at the table to eat.

"Huh!? Unbelievable!"

A student who was studying the differences between Chang'an City Guokui and Gangtou, a province known for its archaeology, walked past the guesthouse where Aqing was staying and inadvertently caught sight of a group of people sitting neatly at the dining table with lit candles.

He assumed there was some kind of mysterious ritual going on inside, trying to reduce the durability of the guokui and gangtou, so he took another look.

But that one glance almost made him dumbfounded.

The light he glimpsed wasn't a candle at all, but a small alcohol lamp keeping a clay pot warm.

On the table, shrimp and crab shells were piled up like a small mountain, and a white fox was sucking the red roe inside a crab shell.

"Chong-"

The flatbread in my hand fell to the ground, crashing against the cobblestone floor in front of the guesthouse with a resounding clang, much like the sawdust bread produced by Mao Zedong during the Red Era.

"Fuck me!"

He opened the food delivery app, glanced at the delivery fee of over 100 yuan, cursed under his breath, picked up the flatbread that had fallen to the ground, ran back to the dormitory, dragged all the dead pigs out of the pigsty, and brought them to A-Qing's door.

"Holy crap! Is it this exciting so early in the morning?" Seeing Ah Qing having a big meal in her room, the students, who originally had no worldly desires because of the delivery fee and the two-hour delivery time, felt their inner universe burning.

"A! It doesn't matter who comes today, we have to pay! It's just a hundred yuan delivery fee, right? Ten yuan each, and we'll use the remaining twenty yuan to order four bottles of iced cola!"

Upon seeing the lavish meal inside, the students gritted their teeth in disgust.

(End of this chapter)