"Hey, it's a rainbow. ”

Hearing Wen Lijun's exclamation, the other four bigwigs couldn't bear it anymore and lifted the lid in front of them. Suddenly, a fragrance came to the face, and at the same time there was the heat of the white clouds and mist, and the colorful light that was shadowed.

I don't know what materials Luo Wei used, in addition to the colorful colors of the porridge in this pot, it still flashes from time to time under the lights in the room, matching the color, like a rainbow on the horizon.

"Is this really porridge?"

Wen Lijun jumped out of his mind with such a sentence, indeed, the fragrant and shining in front of him from time to time, it is worth saying that it is a work of art, is it really porridge.

Unlike him, the other four bigwigs were thinking about the others in their hearts: "Can you really eat it?"

The little thought in Zhou Dada's heart was even worse: "This young man surnamed Luo is getting more and more interesting." ”

Maybe it's been stuffy for too long, or the room where breakfast is too small, and the whole room seems to be occupied by white fog, like a bath room in winter. And in addition to the mist, there is an extremely attractive fragrance in this room, the taste buds are stimulated, and the swallowing sound that comes out of the room from time to time is not produced by eating, but by this aroma....... Even the bodyguard outside the door shook his nose and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and the cold breath on his body was suddenly disintegrated.

"What does it smell like?"

This may have become a place of great interest, and everyone wondered.....

Wen Ye's expression was strange, and his curiosity about Luo Wei in his heart was much more than that of Zhou Dada.

The fog in the room comes out quickly and disperses quickly. Everyone's eyes were focused on the five trays. If anyone is watching, they will surely find the fact that everyone's Adam's apple is stirring.

Even so, no one dared to touch the chopsticks.

The four people of the Wen family all had some anxiety in their eyes, but Zhou Dada, who was seated, did not move their chopsticks, and they did not dare to move.

"This guy has done something terrible again. ”

Wen Lijun smiled bitterly in his heart, if he can make a breakfast, he can make several bigwigs look like this, Luo Wei is definitely like this..... Wen Lijun gave a thumbs up in his heart.... I'm afraid no one can compare.

Wen Lijun looked at the other seven small bowls in the tray and couldn't help but become more curious.

When the food reaches your mouth, you can't just pounce on it and eat it..... This waiting mood is really uncomfortable.

Wen Lijun stared at Zhou Dada's movements, and when he saw his hand stretched out to the small bowl, he not only stared at it, but also looked at it carefully. The people in the room, like him, were very curious about it, and they also learned one thing and reached out to the other small bowls.

Wen Lijun's eyes narrowed, the first one was soup, the color was a little dark, like the smell of vinegar, Wen Lijun smelled some feelings.

"Sour. ”

However, there is no choking feeling of vinegar, on the contrary, this soup also has the fragrance of porridge. And this amount is really very small, just one bite.

The second serving is also soup, the amount is the same as the first, and it is still a mouthful.

"Sweet"

But this time, the smell of everyone is sweet, refreshing. The pale red, but exceptionally clear soup base, with what appears to be goji berries floating on it.

The third serving is still soup, which is also the amount of one bite.

There was no obvious taste like before, and everyone shrugged their noses, but there was still nothing to gain. It's just that white soup, which makes people appetize a lot when they look at it.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh...... There were seven servings of soup, but they were all the size of one bite, and everyone didn't understand why for this design.

But there's one thing that's interesting, with the rainbow you just saw...... The colors of these seven soups are also a little particular, and they are also different.

Yes.... I really want to eat it.

Wen Lijun's tongue soared, and he swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

With a rumbling, Wen Lijun was suddenly stunned, and he felt as if there was an accent. He looked up, and sure enough, he found that several elders were the same as him...... But everyone is very tacit, although the eyes did not hide the desire for this breakfast, but the chopsticks did not move after all, just slightly tilted their heads, and asked the one on the seat with their eyes....

What a deep resentment....

Zhou Dada's forehead darkened, cleared his throat, picked up chopsticks from the table, and made a gesture to everyone.

"Let's eat together!"

"Please"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of a bowl and chopsticks suddenly sounded. The black line on Zhou Dada's forehead is even better.

"Ping Pong"

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

Several people grabbed chopsticks, the first bite was polite, and they each said a please. But after a bite, their expressions changed. The maids watching from the side thought that they had been poisoned, but unexpectedly, these bigwigs immediately changed their expressions, and sent the porridge to their mouths one by one, and their expressions were extremely intoxicated with each mouthful.....

The five maids looked at each other, and they were surprised again and again, the chef at home had never cooked dishes like this.

"Huh?"

At this moment, a few people who were still eating wildly just now stopped moving. It wasn't very neat, but it was about a few seconds before and after, and he sat in place with a frown..... Except for Wen Lijun, who was a little sluggish by the movements of several bigwigs and had not moved his chopsticks, he didn't eat anything.

"Why is that?"

With doubts, Wen Lijun casually sandwiched a piece of porridge rice in the porridge pot and put it in his mouth.

Soft Q bomb, every grain of rice is so chewy.

"What rice is like this?"

Another thought popped up in Wen Lijun's mind, but he kept in his hand, and put a little rice in his mouth again.

When the rice grains are bitten open, there will be a feast of aroma and soup in the mouth.

This porridge is also a soup stock, and the soup stock is also boiled in the rice grains, no wonder it is so chewy.

Wen Lijun ate a few bites in a row, and he was even worse than several bigwigs.

He knew that this breakfast was the original sin of the ingredients, and he would tell the story of the ingredients, but if it was just that, it seemed to be just delicious. What's the story...... Just when he had attributed the story to the chef's usual gimmick, his expression froze.... The arm that was about to scoop a spoonful of porridge stopped directly in the air.

"This feeling..... Is it a story?"

At this moment, Wen Lijun suddenly felt that there might really be magic in this world.

He felt the warmth of the sun, or the warmth of summer, or the crispness of autumn..... Suddenly, it was as if I felt the wind and clouds, the clouds and fog locks, and the bitter wind and rain, as if I had vaguely experienced the growth of rice. Exposed to the wind and sun, it grows into ears of rice, which are harvested and then made into porridge and rice..... Is this the ingredients telling a story?

When Wen Lijun came back to his senses, the porridge in the bowl had already been eaten in his stomach, and the pot was empty.