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Chapter 16 The Uninvited Guest
"What?" Lu Ze didn't hear what he said, and turned around to ask. He had already walked to the table to put down the dishes and was setting the tableware.
Lu Ze shook his head and continued cooking.
The last dish was stir-fried vegetables. Lu Ze habitually scooped up a pot of water and poured it into the pot to soak. Then he went out with the vegetables and was caught off guard by Wen Yilin who was guarding the door.
Not bad, will grab a job and do it.
Lu Ze was very pleased, sitting on the table and eating happily, when suddenly a small red book was pushed over from the opposite side.
"This is?" Lu Ze asked.
"Marriage certificate."
Wen Yilin looked at a table of delicious dishes, and carefully picked up a small chopstick and fried eggs with leeks.
The mouth is soft and fragrant, not greasy at all, the aromas of leeks and eggs are miraculously blended together, and the novelty and just right deliciousness collides on the tip of the tongue.
"delicious."
Wen Yilin couldn't believe that this was a delicacy made by a male insect, and picked up another chopstick, which was obviously several times more than the previous chopstick.
Lu Ze was dumbfounded for a moment, thinking that he said that the marriage certificate is delicious, but just about to say that this thing is not fun to eat, Wen Yilin dispelled Lu Ze's misunderstanding by eating it happily.
He should be talking about food.
Lu Ze amusedly moved Wen Yilin's omelette with chives, which Wen Yilin picked up the most, in front of him: "It's delicious, eat more."
His cooking skills are not outstanding, he can only cook some home-cooked dishes, but compared with Mortis's cooking skills, he is still superior, but he didn't expect Wen Yilin to like to eat so much. It is said that with his status, what kind of chef cooks delicious foodI haven't eaten it before, why do like to eat these rough meals so much.
Lu Ze doesn't like to eat outside. He is used to his own cooking. Although the taste is good, he really doesn't think the food he makes is delicious.
Watching Wen Yilin go from eating to wolfing down, Lu Ze began to doubt his sense of taste.
But for a chef, the best compliment is when someone eats his own cooking. Lu Ze was in a good mood, and patted Wen Yilin's head, "Eat slowly, no one, no, no insects will grab you."
Wen Yilin seemed to have been pressed the pause button, he forgot to chew the food in his mouth, and let Lu Ze round and flatten in a daze.
Until a harsh doorbell brought him back to his senses.
Mortis: "Mr. Wen, Roswell, the vice president of the Association for the Protection of Males, is visiting."
Wen Yilin was very displeased when the meal time was disturbed by insects: "Let him wait."
Mortis: "Yes."
When Lu Ze heard this name, he knew what they were here for, but he didn't expect the Zong who came to have such a high position, so he couldn't help worrying: "At least he is a vice president, will you be too embarrassing for him?"
There was not much food left on the table, and Wen Yilin resumed his elegant dining etiquette, eating slowly mouthful by mouthful, completely ignoring that there was a so-called vice president outside.
"What about the vice president? Do you know what is the most ironic thing? The president and vice president of the so-called male insect protection association are all female insects. Are they protecting male insects, political bargaining chips, class power, or the people?support and influence, who knows."
Wen Yilin's sarcasm was so obvious that Lu Ze couldn't help but think of some similar organizations on the home planet.
For example, some environmental protection organizations in foreign countries protest against oil exploitation in various ways, but who would have thought that the sponsors behind them are giant oil companies.
Some things may have a good starting point at the beginning, but as the influence expands, certain forces will be attracted to intervene, and the weight of interests will increase day by day, and certain things will become the goal of a certain party or several forces to achieve their goals.tool.
After Lu Ze finished eating the last vegetable, Wen Yilin also put down his chopsticks.
Roswell, the vice president of the Male Insect Protection Association, who had been blowing outside the door for 20 minutes, was able to enter.
Roswell is a white-haired middle-aged female who once served in the Second Army. After retiring, she inherited the Grand Duke title of the Will family. She fought for the rights of male citizens many times and became the vice president of the Male Protection Association.long.
He was wearing a decent and gorgeous suit, and there was a ruby inlaid on the gentleman's walking stick, which was very luxurious.
For Wen Yilin, the youngest general in the empire who let him blow the cold wind for 20 minutes, Roswell would not yell at Wen Yilin regardless of his image, but Yin Yang was indispensable: "Dear General Wendy, your meal time is really long."
Wendy's name does not belong to Wen Yilin, it belongs to Wen Jianqing. If the nobles still had doubts before, then the news about the ceremony revealed by the Patriarch of the Wen family a day ago completely confirmed that the title of Duke Wendy will be inherited by his son Wen Jianqing.
Instead of raising Wen Yilin, the adopted son who supported the Wen family for several years.
The title of Wendy is the best humiliation to Wen Yilin who has devoted years of hard work to the Wen family.
Wen Yilin naturally heard the news of the ceremony, and was disappointed with the Wen family once more. He smiled and said: "Instead of paying so much attention to other people's affairs, Duke Will should think about how to solve his own scandal.I heard that several beautiful females have died in your hands."
Roswell has some special hobbies. Males are precious and detached. He can't vent on males, so he focuses on sub-female whose appearance is obviously different from his own.
This was originally just a rumor circulating in the aristocratic circle, but not long ago, Yawen brought evidence to the Congress and exposed it on the Star Network, causing a wave of fluctuations.
Although the news was suppressed, there were still many discussions. Not only was Roswell entangled in lawsuits, but he also became a topic of discussion for nobles after dinner.
Roswell has been praised by worms for a long time, and Wen Yilin's behavior of not saving him any face made him furious.
But Wen Yilin is a hard stubble, the energy of the First Fleet and Stoke is by no means comparable to that of an honorary duke.
Roswell has always bullied the good and feared the evil, so he turned around and picked a soft persimmon.
"Admiral Wen, you don't need to hold your gun in your mouth when you speak. I am not here to compare words with you, but for the innocent male citizens who were beaten by your hero."