Song Shinian reluctantly comforted himself.

Now the rules are clear, Yan Yu will lose blood as long as he uses his ability to look at stones; On the contrary, if he eats his own food, he will replenish his blood.

Three drops is nothing, cook a meal and come back.

"Big guy, are you hungry? Shall I cook you a meal? Song Shinian looked at Yan Yu with blank eyes and said.

Yan Yu refused without thinking about it: "I'm not hungry." ”

"How can you not be hungry?"

Song Shi looked at him accusatorily year after year.

That look is like looking at a negative man.

Yan Yu was silent and changed his words: "Then let's eat some." ”

Then he saw the little girl who was about to clear up in the rain and run to the kitchen with joy.

It's hairy to look at.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Nian actually liked himself to the point where he had to cook for himself?

It seems that his heterogeneous pupil is still very attractive.

In addition to being able to cook the more good lo mein, Song Shinian can only make instant noodles.

But as someone who swore to conquer the kitchen, she wouldn't throw in the towel.

So he took out his mobile phone, searched the Internet for the steps of stir-frying, and made three dishes and one soup for the big guy in strict accordance with the steps.

Yan Yu looked delicate when he saw the food on the table.

Song Shinian greeted him warmly: "Big man, sit down and eat." ”

Yan Yu picked up the chopsticks, looked around a few dishes, pointed to a plate of blackened soup dishes and asked, "This color?" ”

"It's harm, the loofah has a lot of water and is easy to turn black, but it doesn't affect the taste."

"This purple plate?"

"Amaranth, although the color is not good-looking, this dish is nutritious." Yan Yu looked like he was making a fuss.

Yan Yu struggled to point to the last dish: "This plate of lotus root is fried well, just like it wasn't fried." ”

"Huh!" Song Shinian looked at Yan Yu with admiration: "Big guy, you are so powerful, this lotus root has not been fried in the first few pieces." ”

Yan Yu's face froze: "How can you eat it if it's not fried?" ”

Song Shinian smiled deliciously: "Big guy, I'm ...... The lotus root eaten in my classmates' hometown is eaten raw, just like we eat raw cucumbers here. Healthy and natural, authentic. ”

Originally, I just wanted to pick a less strange dish to taste, but the only one that wasn't strange didn't go to the pot.

Strange has to be strange.

I didn't think it before, but now I realize that the noodles made at noon are simply unique in the world.

Yan Yu was not hungry in the first place, but now he has no appetite.

"I'm still not too hungry after thinking about it, so you can eat first."

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but he was suddenly frozen by the tearful eyes of Shi Nian.

Song Shinian was aggrieved and blamed himself: "Big guy, do you dislike the ugly dishes I make?" But you haven't tasted it? ”

Yan Yu sat back in embarrassment, stiffly took a piece of loofah with chopsticks, and put it into his mouth with a wooden face.

"How?" Song Shinian looked at him expectantly.

Yan Yu nodded expressionlessly: "It's okay, it's just a little salty." ”

"What about amaranth?"

Yan Yu stiffly sandwiched the smallest amaranth, "Very special taste." ”

Because until I chewed and swallowed it, I didn't taste anything.

Song Shinian listened, although he was not very satisfied, but he also knew that his level was very limited.

In fact, she tasted it all after cooking, and it was really hard to swallow, but after doing it, she had to feed it to the big guy, in case she could replenish the blood.

And then the fact is -

No in case.

The top of the big guy's head didn't move.

So yes...... Can only make delicious meals that satisfy the big guys to replenish blood?