Although Yun Jue didn't eat last night, probably because of his physical injury, he didn't have any appetite at all.

It can be seen that when you go to the exquisite dishes of the handicrafts in the food box, you smell the attractive aroma, and suddenly your index finger moves.

Yun Jue is a delicate boy, even if he is injured and has difficulty moving, he is still handicapped and clean, and sits at the table to eat in a proper manner.

After eating a few bites, he nodded again and again, and beckoned Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei: "Little uncle, little aunt, you taste it, it's as delicious as mint, but it's not a taste." ”

Ye Xingbei said: "You eat by yourself, you are a wounded, eat more, and your body will recover quickly." ”

Although there are four small dishes in the food box, the amount of dishes is not large, and Yun Jue can barely eat it alone.

"I think there's a kitchen here, right? Shall I make it for you? Freshly made is even better! Mu Qingwan said: "There is no kitchen in the hotel room where I live, this is what I borrowed from the hotel kitchen to make, their food box is so small, it can only be filled with such a little, and it is made from there, and then brought to this side, the taste is poor, and the freshly made is even more delicious." ”

"Freshly made better?" Yun Jue looked up at Mu Qingwan, his eyes shining.

He's a complete foodie.

His uncle found mint to cook, and he was the happiest person, ordering food every day.

His little uncle felt sorry for his grandfather, so he left Mint in the Gu family's courtyard and asked Mint to cook for his grandfather.

If it weren't for that, he would have had to ask his uncle to bring the mint out.

He used to think that the mint food was better than all the restaurant food he had eaten.

But after eating Mu Qing's dishes tonight, he felt that Mu Qing's dinner was even better than that made with mint.

It's not that Mint's cooking skills are not as good as Mu Qingwan's, it's just that his taste is as good as his scumbag.

His scumbag father is a southerner, and southerners eat sweetly.

Gu Mint is good at northern cuisine, which is salty.

He once asked Gu Mint to try to make sweet dishes, but the sweet dishes made by Gu Mint were never as delicious as the salty dishes she made.

Gu Mint said that this is because her family tradition is northern cuisine, and she has studied northern cuisine since she was a child, and southern cuisine can also be cooked, but it will always be a little worse in terms of heat.

She said that the same ingredients, different chefs can make different tastes, in fact, the difference is in the "heat".

The amount of materials used, the length of time, the difference of a few cents, the taste will be a thousand miles wrong.

He didn't understand the truth, but after eating a few bites of Mu Qingwan's cooking, he knew that Mu Qingwan must be good at southern cuisine.

In addition to sweetness, he also likes spicy food.

He suddenly had an idea...... He hoped that one day in the future, his little uncle would be able to collect all the three major cuisines.

Salty, sweet, spicy.

For every flavor of cuisine, there is a super chef at home, so he must ...... Fat to death!

But even if he dies fat, he will die without regrets!

Seeing Yun Jue looking at her, his eyes were shining, and he was obviously very interested, Mu Qingwan's anxious heart calmed down a lot.

She still didn't know where this group of people came from, but they lived in the most expensive single-family building in the manor, and everyone was richly dressed and had an extraordinary temperament, and they came from wealthy families at first glance.

She was really afraid that Yun Jue would not look down on what she had done.

She has it, these people have it.

In addition to helping Yun Jue cook something delicious and help him make up for his body, Mu Qingwan really didn't know how she could repay them.