"Eh~ Don't laugh, this is not the first time I've tried it! It's a little bit of a surprise, but I promise it must taste great", Ziyue glared at Mika dissatisfied. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Really?" , Meijia glanced at Ziyue suspiciously in disbelief.

Ziyue immediately understood, took out a pair of chopsticks, and handed them to Meijia.

Mika took the chopsticks and carefully picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in her mouth.

"Huh! Although the appearance and taste are not very good, the taste is really good."

"That's it! You know, for this plate of 'homemade sweet and sour fish', I put a whole bag of 'non-GMO super chicken essence'. If it doesn't taste good, then I can't help it", looking at Meijia's expression of enjoyment, Ziyue said with a happy face.

Mika (with a twisted expression, growls): "What? A whole bag of chicken bouillon? ”

"Ah~uh! Isn't it that I still have less", Ziyue couldn't help but smile and looked at Meijia suspiciously.

"Yu~Zi~Yue, you get out of me~", Meijia roared and said to Ziyue.

If it is really a big bag of chicken essence, it is estimated that Meijia will go to the hospital tomorrow to wash her stomach. A whole bag of 'chicken essence' is joking, unless it is an iron stomach, otherwise ordinary people can't stand it at all, so they can only wait to go to the hospital for gastric lavage!

Looking at Meijia's playful expression, Ziyue trotted with a smile and said, "Teasing you"

"Yu ~ Zi ~ Yue", Mei Jia shouted word by word.

"Huh! I really wanted to lighten the mood."

Seeing that Meijia seems to be really a little angry, and what she did is really not authentic. People are kind-hearted, but they are also helping themselves to buy vegetables, and they are afraid that they will not be able to cook well for the first time, and they want to help with cooking. And he doesn't appreciate it, he doesn't say it, and he makes jokes and scares others.

Thinking about it this way, how could Ziyue feel like a heinous villain.

"Really?" , Meijia looked at Ziyue suspiciously.

"Of course it's true," Ziyue patted her chest and assured.

"That's good! As long as you make your mess up tomorrow, I'll forgive you."

Looking at the table full of dishes, there was no normal dish, and Meijia suddenly found that her request was about the same as nothing. If Ziyue maintains today's level, after a week, even if Ziqiao doesn't die, he will shed a layer of skin.

"Don't worry! I'm not a mature chef yet, and it's not so easy to be my taster. My money is not so easy to take~", after giving Meijia a 'reassuring' look, Ziyue continued the next cooking project.

"Looking forward to you making earth-shattering dishes for ghosts~", Meijia secretly felt silent for Ziqiao.

"Don't worry, I know"

Two hours later, Ziyue put one dish after another on the table. Looking at this table of 'strange' dishes, Meijia couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva in fright.

These dishes either monopolize the 'color' of 'color and fragrance', or monopolize a 'fragrance', or monopolize a 'taste'. In short, there is no normal one, and each dish is the same as the 'color and aroma'. I can praise Ziyue's cooking skills for being 'unprecedented, unprecedented' stability.

According to Meijia's tracking report, the more unsightly these dishes are, the worse the smell, and the better the taste. Therefore, Mika formulated a 'dinner table strategy' for the evening and only ate unsightly, unpleasant dishes. I can't help it, I can't eat the other dishes at all! It's not good to spit it out in the middle of eating!

With all the dishes on the table, it was time to make an appointment with Yifei's Zhanbo.

Love apartment, 8 o'clock in the evening.

With a knock on the door, Yifei, Zhanbo, knocked on the open door and signaled his arrival. Due to the fact that there was also a late-night radio host in the evening, Mr. Zeng had already gone out early in his own 'white' Xiali. Therefore, did not come. Eh~ Luckily escaped.

"Yifei, Zhanbo, you are here", seeing the two of them walking into the living room from the door buckle, Ziyue happily stood up and greeted.

"Ziyue, what's the smell? It's so strange", walking into the living room, Yifei swept around the living room with a suspicious look, "Just now, when I was at the door, I asked a very~ very strange taste." How to say it! It's like the smell of mixed with the scent."

Hearing the metaphor of Yifei's image, Meijia immediately raised her hands and shook her hands, "It's not the taste of food, it's definitely not."

"Eh~ I didn't say it was the taste of the food, right?"

Yifei looked at Meijia who was smirking at him suspiciously, and the suspicion in his eyes was self-evident.

"Sister, I'll just say don't come!" , Zhan Bo made a bitter face next to Yifei, "I'm asking about the familiar smell now." This familiar smell will bring back a memorial past."

"What was the past?" , Stop giggling mode, Meijia immediately gossiped and looked at Zhanbo.

Zhan Bo cautiously and secretly pouted to the side, "Once my sister forced me to eat her scrambled egg fried rice, but after eating a few bites, I actually ate a few pieces of broken eggshells, 'one-yuan coins', long black hair, and a piece of broken nails. In addition, the most excessive thing is that I completely ate the egg fried rice under the coercion of my sister. I still remember the smell of that egg fried rice's shape and smell. The most important thing is that it smells exactly like what I smell now."

"Delusion, it's all delusion, mental effect. Ziyue's dishes are guided by me throughout the whole process, and I guarantee that you will have an unforgettable and shocking night tonight. Next time, it won't be easy to eat such a rare 'supper'", Mika said with a strange expression as she bit some words.

"Really? I have a bad premonition again", Zhanbo looked unimpressed.

"That's right! Zhanbo, do you have any special reaction after eating Yifei's egg fried rice? Ziyue glanced at the dishes on the table and asked weakly.

"Yes! I had a sore stomach for a day, and I barely climbed off the toilet all day. Later, I went to the hospital to hang the bottle for a week", Zhan Bo's body trembled with palpitations, "so later, I no longer dare to eat the 'inappropriate' food"

"Eh~ so serious", Ziyue muttered in a speechless voice.

"Zhanbo, my lady invites you to eat my egg fried rice, that is to look up to you. If your resistance is poor, don't blame me", Yifei said loudly and domineeringly.

"Eh~ That's right! The second time, a little bit of antibodies will be produced, and it should be fine", Ziyue muttered to herself.

"What? Ziyue, you say be louder. It's too whispered for me to hear clearly," Yifei said with a big grin.

"Oh~ It's okay", Ziyue nodded weakly, giving up two positions, "Let's eat!" ”

"I can't imagine Ziyue, your cooking skills are not bad~", Yifei approached the dining table, saw a few dishes that looked very good, and looked at Ziyue with praise.

Mika: "・・・・・・", I hope you can still say that.

"Eh~ Then let's sit down and eat!" , Ziyue responded to Yifei embarrassedly.