Liu Zhengyan swallowed the slightly sour soup and was silent for a moment, waiting for the familiar feeling of nausea to come.

But until more than ten seconds passed, there was only a faint sour fragrance in the mouth, and the stomach was warm, and there was a kind of satisfaction that was well soothed, and there was no discomfort unexpectedly.

His eyes widened slightly, and he picked up the spoon and took another sip.

Unlike the last bite he swallowed in a hurry, this time his whole mouth was full of the wonderful taste of the entanglement of heat and sourness, the slight acidity of the tomato stimulated both the sense of smell and taste, and the slight sweetness of the other vegetables boiled well neutralized the sourness, making the sour aroma soft and long.

Shen Jinchu looked at him expectantly: "How is it?" Do you like it? ”

Liu Zhengyan nodded slightly, looked at the tamagoyaki on the small plate on the side, picked up the chopsticks, and carefully picked up a piece.

The eggs are a faint yellow color, but they are cute and lovely, and when the chopsticks poke it, they will tremble slightly, and the surface is smooth and porous, so soft that it makes people feel as if they can slide down the throat.

Liu Zhengyan quickly ate two large pieces, and after slowing down, he took another sip of soup, feeling warm and indescribably comfortable.

"This young lady, can you teach us how to make this soup?" The head chef watched the little young master eat a whole bowl of soup in a short time, and looked at Shen Jinchu with an excited expression, "The Liu family will definitely thank you again!" ”

Shen Jinchu blinked blankly: "It's just ordinary tomato soup, I also picked a few vegetables to make it, it's super simple." ”

Why are these people so excited, haven't they all drunk tomato soup?

That's pathetic, isn't it?

Liu Zhengyan put down the bowl, coughed lightly and said, "No need......"

"Hikohiko?"

A voice with a slight tremor came from behind him, and when Liu Zhengyan looked back, he saw his father and a strange man standing in front of the door, looking in the direction where he was with excitement.

"Yanyan, you eat all this?" Liu Du walked over quickly, her eyes red, and said, "How is it?" Are you feeling sick? ”

The boy shook his head and a smile appeared on his face: "No, father, I'm fine." ”

Liu Duan grabbed his son's hand, his lips trembled several times, and he couldn't succeed in speaking, and finally turned around and looked at Shen Jinchu earnestly: "Chuchu, did you do this?" ”

Shen Jinchu looked at Liu Dui, who was excited, then at Liu Zhengyan, and nodded slightly.

Liu Du was so excited that she couldn't understand the words: "Great, great...... Are you a chef? Where did you learn from? Oh yes, you're doing food live streaming, so do you want to be a chef? I mean to help Masahiko......"

Shen Jinchu looked at the man's lips that kept opening and closing, but he was a little out of the world.

When Jiang Yu saw her expression, he knew that she hadn't listened to a word—when she was in math class before, she was such a well-behaved look, and the math teacher thought she was listening carefully, but in fact she was already thinking about what to eat at night.

"Uncle Liu, you wait," Jiang Yu stepped forward and stood beside Shen Jinchu, "Chu Chu is not a professional chef, and today may have just been a mistake, plus the little young master has a good appetite, so he ate something, or let the doctor take a look at the situation first, maybe the little young master's condition has really improved?" ”

He faintly protected Shen Jinchu behind him, and the meaning of his words was very clear - he wanted to leave Chu Chu as a cook? Don't even think about it.