Chapter Seventy-Three: Exclamation

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Looking at Su Qingyun with a reluctant face, Luo Chanwan smiled and said.

"If you look closely, don't you think the color of this fish is any different from raw fish?" Luo Chan asked.

"What's the difference, it's obviously born." Su Qingyun pursed her mouth, approached the bowl of fish soup in the middle of the table, and said a little coquettishly.

Luo Chan smiled and did not speak.

"Huh? No, what kind of scent is this? Su Qingyun sniffed his delicate nose.

"I don't think it's far away, but when I smell it closely, it smells so good, Sister Luo Chan."

Su Qingyun took a big breath and said excitedly towards Luo Chan.

Luo Chan smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

"Moreover, the eyes of this fish are not right, it seems that only cooked fish will have such milky white eyes." Su Qingyun muttered to himself a little.

"Speaking of color, it seems that there are blood on the raw fish, and it feels bloody, and Sister Luo Chan, although the fish you made looks lifelike, the head and tail of the fish are not bloodshot at all." Su Qingyun pointed out several points in one breath, details that he hadn't noticed before.

"Could it be that this fish is really cooked?" Su Qingyun said in surprise.

"What do you say?" Luo Chan smiled slightly.

"Like, the fish is a little too milky......"

"Why, trust me now, I didn't lie to you." Luo Chan looked at Su Qingyun, whose eyebrows were dancing in front of him, and asked softly unconsciously.

Looking at the unusually gentle sister Luo Chan, Su Qingyun's heart beat faster and nodded shyly and timidly.

But in his heart, he stuck out his tongue and said: "It's not that I doubt you, it's the dishes you make, it's really too deceptive." ”

"In that case, let's try it." Luo Chan handed the bowl with the fish soup before to Su Qingyun's eyes again.

Su Qingyun, whose mentality had not yet recovered, silently took the bowl handed over by Luo Chan and took a small sip gently.

Soon, Su Qingyun's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It's just delicious."

After taking a bite of soup, Su Qingyun unconsciously handed the bowl in his hand to his lips again, and swallowed all the remaining soup in the bowl in one go.

"The taste is so beautiful."

"I can't believe that I can taste such a delicious taste in the world in my lifetime."

"It's like dying without regrets."

Su Qingyun was like he was in a dream, and bursts of thoughts came rushing up, but he couldn't say anything.

I just know, it's so delicious, it's so delicious.

It's delicious, it's fragrant, it's indescribable.

Su Qingyun lowered his head and was about to drink the soup again, only to find that the bowl was empty, and there was not a drop left. Only then did he suddenly wake up.

"Sister Luo Chan, this is so delicious, so delicious, I can't even describe it." Su Qingyun opened his big eyes and looked at Luo Chan and said incoherently.

And handed the bowl to Luo Chan again, licked his lips unsatisfactorily, and said, "Sister Luo Chan, I will serve a bowl of it, and you can drink it yourself." ”

Looking at Su Qingyun, who reacted so sincerely, Luo Chan couldn't help but feel a little funny, and felt quite a sense of accomplishment.

said that it was a blockbuster, which is not obvious in appearance, but the taste does give you a huge reversal, right?

"Hey, that's the real blockbuster." Luo Chan said proudly in his heart.

"Okay, this soup is here, don't worry, let's eat the vegetables first, otherwise I will drink the soup and drink it later, and the dishes will not taste good when I eat again." Luo Chan said to Su Qingyun.

"Then I'll drink a little more." Su Qingyun swallowed his saliva and did not take back the bowl in his hand. looked at Luo Chan and continued.

Luo Chan couldn't help but laugh dumbly, took the bowl in Su Qingyun's hand, and filled her with a small bowl of soup.

"It's so delicious." Su Qingyun squinted his eyes while taking a small sip, feeling that when he was a child, he got a little bit of a snack, and then he was reluctant to eat it, and he couldn't wait for a little bit, a little bit of licking again.

It's just that this soup made by Sister Luo Chan this time is much more delicious than those small snacks before.

"Qingyun, don't just drink soup, come and try these dishes."

Luo Chan looked at Su Qingyun's squinting eyes, like a well-fed kitten, a trace of strangeness flashed in his heart, and he couldn't help pretending to cough lightly and said out loud.

"Okay." Su Qingyun nodded, drank the remaining soup in the bowl, and then quickly picked up the chopsticks and stretched out the bowl of carrots in front of him.

"I have been tempted by the fragrance and color of this carrot for so long, and after drinking a little fish soup, I forgot that it exists, it shouldn't be, it's really too undeserved."

Su Qingyun complained in his heart, and quickly picked up a chopstick carrot and put it to his mouth to eat.

"Oh my God, this Sister Luo Chan, is it the kitchen god? Why are the dishes so delicious? Su Qingyun felt that after a few mouthfuls of soup and a mouthful of food, his spirits were uplifted, his nerves that had been tense all day were relaxed, and his physical fatigue disappeared.

This food is so magical.

"Sister Luo Chan, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking." Su Qingyun finished eating a bite of the carrot, forcibly resisted the urge to stretch out his chopsticks again, and said towards Luo Chan's starry eyes.

"No, I just learned to cook." Luo Chan slowly picked up a piece of pork liver and ate it.

Although I also feel that the food I make is really delicious, but in front of Su Qingyun's beautiful eyebrows, I have to maintain my image, and I can't swallow or cry, it's too ruinous to ruin my image.

Although the idea is so, Luo Chan's eating speed is not slow, and he quickly sandwiches it again and again.

"Oh, when I first moved here, you said you would only cook instant noodles." Su Qingyun recalled what Luo Chan had said to him before, sandwiched a piece of tender pork liver, and ate it, without thinking much about it, but felt that Luo Chan's sister's talent for cooking was really amazing.

However, at this moment, what is even more amazing is that this fresh-colored and tender flake is really pork liver.

It's obviously not like the pork liver you usually eat, and it doesn't smell at all, but it's really pork liver, and you can't be wrong.

However, the usual pork liver is powdered, but this pork liver is tender and delicate, which is unbelievable.

"Sister Luo Chan, how did you make this pork liver? It's so delicious. ”

Su Qingyun felt that he had become a hundred thousand how to do it, and every time he tasted a dish, he felt incredible and couldn't help but ask.

"Do it with any tutorial you find on the Internet, and I'll write you a copy when I get back." Luo Chan pretended to be a relaxed way.

"Okay, it's so delicious, I'm going to take the tutorial home and learn it from my mother, so that our family doesn't have to endure the poison of my mother's cooking skills." Su Qingyun pretended to be mischievous and winked at Luo Chan.

"Ha, what a stupid boy, your mother's cooking skills are probably destined to poison you for a lifetime, because of my practice, your mother will never be able to learn it."

Luo Chan thought about it and nodded at Su Qingyun, but he didn't say anything.

Soon, under the feast of the two of them, only fish bones were left in the whole table.

"It's so delicious, but unfortunately I haven't eaten enough." Su Qingyun touched his stomach and said with some regret.

"Well, I'm not full either." Luo Chan nodded in agreement.

Then, the two were relatively speechless, "I patronized the food, and I forgot to eat the food." ”