Feel the sweet, sour, spicy and salty flavors in your mouth instantly blooming and filling your entire mouth.
Beggar suddenly understood why Lin Qingping didn't want to go to the drugstore to buy poison.
Because these things are undoubtedly poisons.
It's so poisonous that people can spend their entire lives getting rid of the psychological shadow caused by this smell.
After a long time, Beggar, who had calmed down a little, couldn't help but look at the food on the table with horror and said.
"Are you a vegetable? Poison tastes better than this, right?"
Looking at the expression of the little beggar across from him saying "You actually poisoned me", Lin Qingping also looked a little embarrassed.
In his previous life, Lin Qingping had a dream of being a cook.
It's just that I've been busy with business and haven't had the chance.
But in this life, Lin Qingping felt that he could give it a try.
It's just that Lin Qingping couldn't eat the food he made in the past two days.
Therefore, Lin Qingping wanted to find someone to try the dishes he cooked and then give a positive response. This would give Lin Qingping the confidence to continue on this road of cooking.
And the beggars in front of me all went so far as to steal food.
In Lin Qingping's opinion, he is definitely not picky about food.
Obviously the best person to inspire yourself.
But now, even the beggar can't bear the things he made.
This is heartbreaking, old man.
After expressing his sincere disgust and disdain for the dishes made by Lin Qingping, Beggar stood up.
"You wait here and let me see what people eat."
After saying that, under Lin Qingping's gaze, Beggar angrily walked to the kitchen.
Rolling up his sleeves as he walked.
Lin Qingping keenly noticed the beggar's arms under his sleeves.
Quite tender.
And half a quarter of an hour later, a burst of fragrance began to come from the kitchen.
And it spread to Lin Qingping.
