There is more than one attractive feature: the dishes made by Deadwood are new, and the steaming hot dishes are always more attractive than the cold dishes on the table. In addition, Gao Qiu is more curious about what the food tastes like. This is the kind of thing you only know what it tastes when you eat it yourself.
The text was also full of praise after tasting it for a while.
"My tongue is not very useful, but this dish is really delicious, and there are several dishes at the banquet that taste very similar to this."
After hearing the comments in the main text, Ku Mu knew that those dishes should be made by his chef Cang Lan.
The text even has the idea of specifically calling Dead Wood to cook.
"My cooking skills are still as strong as ever."
"It's true that I haven't trained for a while recently, and I'm still treading water."
"???"
Fang Hua was obviously praising Kumu, but when Kumu explained it, his meaning changed.
"Yeah indeed."
Ranxin underestimated it, and the effect of delicious food made her return to Jiujiu's personality in a short time.
"???"
Deadwood seemed to hear something and turned his head.
Looking back, Ranxin felt flustered, but she quickly turned her back to taste it if she was caught.
"Did you just hear her say yes? Fang Hua."
"No, aren't the reviews now all praising you?"
When Gao Xia finally finished his mental struggle, the squirrel mandarin fish in front of him only had soup.
"ha?"
At this time, Gao Qiu quietly went to lick the soup in the bowl, but Gao Xia caught her and grabbed her collar, "You little bastard, why did you start? At least let me take a bite first. "
"Sister, you are the one to find someone else to do. Although I don't like him either, the food is still very delicious."
As soon as Gao Qiu finished speaking, Gao Xia threw him aside. After the temptation of the delicious food just now, Gao Xia's stomach was already resisting. He asked Kumu to make another one. Gao Xia would not do anything that would ruin his image. .
("Yes, he said he satisfied me but how can I say he is satisfied if I haven't eaten.")
"It doesn't count if I don't eat."
Gao Xia decided that this was a breakthrough and decided to ask Kumu to make a new one on the grounds that he had never eaten it.
"Okay." Kumu agreed without hesitation.
"Why do you have to do it for her?" Fang Hua pulled Kumu aside and said to Kumu.
Kumu didn't dare to speak loudly, "Because she has already lost. She can no longer hold on to such words."
The reason why Kumu whispered was because she was afraid that something might happen to Gao Xia again. According to her character, she would probably be shameless. Another way to put it.
"And who said I only cooked one dish? I discovered the mandarin fish, but when I discovered the fish, I also discovered another thing."
"Ah! Go quickly, I want to eat some more."
As soon as he heard that Kumu had already prepared, Fang Hua couldn't wait to let Kumu do it.
"It's already done, but I didn't bring it out. Originally, the next dishes were for you."
Fang Hua was shocked by Kumu's attentiveness. Kumu never cooked just one dish from the beginning.
"Is this a habit you've developed?"
"That's right. At least everyone should have something to eat. It's just that I'm in a bad mood and can't cook a table."
In the end, simply cooking two dishes was still the result of Kumu's bad mood. Speaking of which, Fang Hua remembered Kumu's previous invitation.
"Well, when will Jiujiu and I go to your restaurant again?"
"Soon." As he said, Deadwood returned to the kitchen again.
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Soon Kumu came out with a more exquisite dish.
"No, that dish is..."
When Zheng Wen saw what the dead wood brought out, he could only marvel. It was a bowl of Wensi Tofu with the ultimate knife skills.
There was not a single complete ingredient in the soup specially prepared by Kumu. Everything turned into hair-sized filaments. Kumu's hand was very steady, and the contents of the soup would fluctuate if he made any big movements. May have an impact on appearance.
"Let me start by saying that the ingredients are not very good and some things have been stored for a long time, so the taste will definitely not be the best."
Kumu first lowered everyone's expectations. Compared to the previous dish, Kumu found that the ingredients in this dish were not the most delicious.
Kumu brought his dishes to Gao Xia again. This time Gao Xia was not forceful. Although Kumu said it was not delicious, judging from the appearance alone, it was several times better than ordinary dishes. Compared with a hundred 90 points is indeed a step back for Deadwood.
Gao Xia lifted her hair, picked up the spoon and took a sip. Even though Gao Xia had eaten a lot of high-end dishes, she still tasted something different from the dish made by Ku Mu.
The whole dish tastes soft, tender and mellow, and the fine shreds of tofu melt in your mouth, leaving Gao Xia with endless aftertaste. When Gao Xia came to his senses, he found that he had already eaten most of it.
Gao Qiu, who was impatient on the side, grabbed his sister and gestured to give him some, but Gao Xia refused because she had made a move without his permission before.
Gao Qiu immediately felt that Gao Xia was seeking revenge for personal reasons.
"Tch! I don't care about it." Gao Qiu said sourly and glanced at Wensi Tofu from time to time.
Gao Xia, who finally finished eating, had only one feeling: it was not enough. This time, Gao Xia was very protective, and others had no chance to reach out.
Gao Xia finally recovered from the aftertaste and took a look at Kumu. He had to say that although Kumu was an incompetent person that he hated, his abilities in other aspects were indeed terrifying.
"uh-huh."
Gao Xia coughed lightly and it was hard for her to say anything remorseful with so many people looking at her. Although she really didn't like Kumu at first and used her cooking ears to convince herself, she didn't say anything clearly at the time. Now it tastes really good.
Even now, Gao Xia wants Kumu to cook some food so that he can enjoy his meal.
Zheng Wen now recognized the dead tree more and walked forward to chat with the dead tree.
"Kuremu, your cooking skills are definitely not something you were born with."
"That's true. He said that I am very talented. Talent and practice have made me what I am now. The dishes here should also be made by him."
"Then your master is really amazing."
"There's no way he's like a superman when it comes to cooking. He's not a normal person anyway."
At this time, Cang Lan, who was far away in the kitchen, sneezed and said, "That brat missed me."
"Hahaha." Zhengwen and Kumu talked more and more enthusiastically, and the eyes of everyone present were attracted. It was obvious that the two had not known each other for a long time, but they seemed like old friends.
"Sister, how can you find that person and give it to us as a chef?"
"Is your brain rusty? Where is this, and is it what I'm looking for? Even if I'm stupid, I won't look for him again. Besides, he's still incompetent. I'm still very worried about this. Disgusting."
When Gao Xia said this, he still showed an honest expression of disgust.
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Kumu, who was chatting with Zhengwen, was thinking about Fang Hua.
("I'll just read the text here. It's up to you, Fang Hua, to choose what you find.")
Zheng Wen chatted with Dead Tree, and naturally Fang Hua chatted with Ran Xin.
"What do you want from me?"
Fang Hua would not hide his attitude.
When talking to Ranxin, he carefully raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle and looked up at the sky.
"Who are you talking to?"
Ranxin asked Fang Hua with a smile and a soft voice.
At this time, Fang Hua finally suppressed his shyness and looked at Ran Xin. It didn't matter. The more he looked at it, the more he looked like her. At the same time, he thought of Ku Mu's words in his heart. He had to make a choice. It was up to him to decide whether to stay put or do anything else.
But what Fang Hua didn't know was that not only did he want to get some information, but Ranxin also wanted it.
Fang Hua's heart is constantly restless, and the longer he stays with Ran Xin, the easier it becomes. At this time, Fang Hua's struggling heart is about to forget his previous decision. When facing Ran Xin again, Fang Hua's heart keeps forcing himself to make a new decision. choose.
("How to do how to do?")
Seeing that Fang Hua had not spoken for a long time and was talking to himself, Ran Xin decided to speak first.
("It seems that he does have some secret that is hard to tell. Regardless of whether it has any effect on me or not, I must know it.")
"Do you know me? Why are you looking at me like that."
Ranxin's voice rang into Fang Hua's heart. From this moment on, Fang Hua suddenly no longer hesitated. The answer was instantly found in his uncertain heart, and this time the answer was in line with Fang Hua's inner thoughts.
Fang Hua changed instantly and became calmer. At this moment, Fang Hua was completely different from before. Now Fang Hua became devoted to exploring the answer of whether Xiao Ai was dead or alive.
"I want to know if you have any memories from your childhood?"
"I……"
Of course Ran Xin knew that Fang Hua had no problem telling her memories of her childhood.
However, Fang Hua seemed to have entered a state where he could not be disturbed and began to speak by himself.
"It was a long time ago. At that time, the three of us were very good friends. We were together almost every day when we went to and from school. At that time, the three of us were very friendly and had no secrets from each other. I never thought that I would Forget about her, although I don’t know what the other person is thinking. She made a promise with me to be someone who will help others when she sees difficulties. I have always insisted on it. But one day I heard that her family was going to a better place far away. Yes, but it seems like we went to the wrong place.”
At this point, Fang Hua sighed lonely.
