142 That's Just What You Think

Crystal lamb jelly was an authentic northwestern dish. At the same time, it was also a cold dish.

The cooking method of this dish was not difficult, but the requirements for the ingredients were relatively high.

For the lamb, it requires high-quality leg meat with skin, as well as high quality pork skin.

Fortunately, the kitchen of the Ma Residence did not lack any ingredients.

After putting on the apron, Ji Zhao began to cook.

At the same time, Shen Yao had already arrived at the Ten Thousand Mile Bookstore.

Then, Shen Yao casually picked up a book of scriptures and history and read it seriously.

Shen Yao read very quickly. He could read ten lines at a glance. Moreover, he could memorize even books that he had only read once.

Just as he was enjoying his reading, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Shen Yao subconsciously looked up and met a pair of half-smiling eyes.

Do me the honor of having a cup of tea? Qin Minghong, who was dressed in a sapphire blue brocade robe, gently waved the folding fan in his hand. His long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as they landed on Shen Yao's face with an unfathomable smile.

No need. Shen Yao rejected expressionlessly. Then, he lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand.

His attitude surprised Qin Minghong.

Do you really think you can bring Ah Tao happiness? Qin Minghong could not help but raise his eyebrows and ask in a low voice.

Ah Tao is not a name you can call. Shen Yao suddenly looked up, his dark eyes suffused with a cold light.

However, Qin Minghong did not care at all. Instead, he smiled and raised his eyebrows. Miss Ji and I are already friends.

That's just what you think, Shen Yao replied indifferently.