[Chapter 5, Volume 5]

Section 137 Chapter 130 Delicacies

Mengyu had never heard the thin old man say anything about this bodyguard, but he only knew that he had spent a lot of money and specially invited a master in a well-established organization in the martial arts. The means are not high, so far, except for breaking the hand of an ignorant old woman in an instant, Mengyu has never seen how good this master's martial arts are.

"Not counting that big dish, I spent more than five thousand taels of silver, a full twenty-five delicious dishes, are you really not going to taste it with me?" Seeing that Lan Yucheng didn't mean to take off the mask, Mengyu asked again.

Lan Yucheng's eyes flickered slightly, he could be sure that even if he took off this mask, Mengyu would not recognize him. The current Lan Yucheng, just like when Mengyu saw his disfigured self, what he was most afraid of was to face the person he loved with such a face. Even if she didn't know that the person under the mask was him.

"Okay, whatever you want." Mengyu shrugged her shoulders indifferently and stood up, looking like she wanted to take a good look around.

Suddenly, Mengyu's foot was hooked by the footstool next to him, and the whole person fell down in an instant. Seeing that Mengyu was about to come into close contact with the ground, Lan Yucheng dodged and caught Mengyu's fallen body. But who knows, after Mengyu fell into Lan Yucheng's arms, he reached out and took away the mask on Lan Yucheng's face while he was not vigilant.

If it were someone else, Lan Yucheng would only care about whether the protected person would die. It's just that with a slight fall like this, Lan Yucheng won't even have the intention of helping him. It's just that it was Mengyu who fell, a woman who touched all his nerves. In addition to wanting to catch her wholeheartedly, how could Lan Yucheng still have the heart to watch out for something?

After Mengyu snatched the mask, she took a step back with a funny expression. When she saw the face, she stood there as if petrified. The mischievous smile on his face just now froze on his face.

Lan Yucheng didn't have any expression, and he couldn't see any expression on that face at all. I saw him take the mask in Mengyu's hand, put it on his face, and then sat down on his seat.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm just curious, and I thought you were all so secretive in what you do. Not at all, I didn't expect you to ......" Dream language is intermittent, and I don't know how to explain that I don't have a little malice. In addition to the shock that had not dissipated just now, the face was annoyed by his own behavior.

Lan Yucheng was silent, he didn't want Mengyu to see him at this time, lest this face scare her. He didn't expect Mengyu to dare to do this.

"Hey," Mengyu stretched out his finger, tapped Lan Yucheng's shoulder, looked cautious, and said, "I'm sorry, I know it's wrong." ”

Seeing Lan Yucheng nodded, Mengyu suddenly laughed: "You forgive me, right?" ”

Lan Yucheng continued to nod.

"Well, then you can take off the mask and eat, I promise I won't peek!" Dream Yu raised her hand and swore an oath.

Once upon a time, she also swore to him with a smile on her face, but she swore to him with a serious face. It's just that now, things are not people.

"Miss, Childe, the dishes are coming~" Xiao Er opened the door from the outside, followed by a group of people, entered the Accord in an orderly manner, and then lined up to go out.

This kind of service quality is already quite good, Mengyu nodded at all this.

"Miss, all twenty-five dishes have been put in place. As for the cod fish, when the chef in our Kikusha Building is ready, he will cook it in front of you. Xiao Er bent down and said with a smile.

"Yes, got it." Mengyu said to Xiao Er seriously.

In fact, the dream language at this moment has been seduced by the aroma on the table, and the saliva is flowing out. For two months in the valley, I ate Yichu Yao every day. How can a man who is not a few years older than her satisfy Mengyu's appetite? Mengyu just waited for the little two to leave the Accord quickly, and she opened her belly and ate without any image.

Xiao Er was really interested, just saluted, and retreated.

Mengyu smirked and said to Lan Yucheng, who was still wearing a mask, "Since you don't want to eat, then I'm welcome." ”

After speaking, Mengyu went into battle with the nearest crispy duck. Look, the surface is golden and bright, as if it has crossed a layer of gold; smelled, the fragrance hit the tip of the nose, hooking the worms in the belly of the dream to go on a rampage; When eaten, the skin is crispy and crispy, and the meat is smooth and tender. The most important thing is that the smell of the duck that Dream Yu hates the most has also been diluted to the point that it is almost negligible.

"Well, yes, yes, fortunately, the master gave me a lot of money, otherwise I would have missed the delicious food here." Mengyu nodded and praised matter-of-factly. After speaking, he glanced at Lan Yucheng, but saw that he didn't mean to move.

"Miss, the chef is ready." Xiao Er, who led the way just now, was outside the door again, knocked on the door and said.

Mengyu didn't expect the efficiency of this shop to be so high, she had just tasted a dish.

"Let's get started." Yume nodded to the man who was clearly the chef.

Two young men came in from outside the house with a long table with three silver plates on it. One was a king-size one, which was already covered with ice cubes of the same size; In the other two silver plates of the same size, two ice bricks were placed in each. The transparency of ice bricks can be achieved in this era. In one ice brick is a few blooming chrysanthemums, and the other is a cod. Everything is clearly visible.

The chef made a move. I saw that the man who was quite thin and weak, lightly touched the two ice bricks, and the ice bricks turned into slag in an instant, and the chrysanthemum and cod appeared in front of everyone's eyes at the same time. What's even more rare is that after the cod broke free from the siege of the ice bricks, it even jumped a few times, looking full of life.

"The living, sealed in the ice bricks, are still alive." Dream Yu sighed incredulously.

The chef seemed to be accustomed to seeing Mengyu's fuss, so he ignored Mengyu and began to cut the petals of the chrysanthemum with an ice blade and arrange them in a circle on top of the ice cubes on the large silver plate. Then, he took out another skate knife and began to cut the meat surface of the cod. It wasn't until the chef slice the meat of the cod into a thin slice of the same thickness as the transparent one on top of the chrysanthemum, that the cod with only bones left was still staggering.

Not to mention the ability to get drunk just now. It's hard enough to just make the skates, and it's even harder to finish everything before the blades start to show signs of melting. This is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Xiao Er, who was waiting next to him, looked cautious, and offered a silver kettle with both hands. The chef took it and poured the juice over the cod fillet. I saw that the pieces of meat began to roll up slightly, with the chrysanthemums below, and from a distance, the entire big silver plate became a chrysanthemum in full bloom in summer.

Ju Xia Lou, Ju, Xia, originally named like this. Mengyu finally came to his senses at this time.

"Just appreciating the chef's skills is not worth it." Dream Yu couldn't help but praise the chef again.

The chef was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no pride or joy on his face after being praised, and said, "Miss has won the award." With that, the chef walked towards the door. After the two young men left behind brought the big silver plate to Mengyu's main table, they also quickly tidied it up and withdrew.

Mengyu didn't like things like sashimi very much, but after seeing the performance just now, Mengyu couldn't help but stretch her chopsticks to the silver plate.

Mengyu went down with chopsticks, but he didn't know how many pieces of fish he had sandwiched, mixed with the chrysanthemum that was still fragrant, and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, the purity and deliciousness of the fish, the pleasant fragrance of chrysanthemums, and a special indescribable taste from the sauce filled the entire mouth of the dream.

Perfect, except for perfection, Mengyu no longer knows what to say.

"Come on, try it. I've never tasted anything like this! Mengyu specially brought the big silver plate to Lan Yucheng and looked at him with blank eyes.

Lan Yucheng really couldn't stand Mengyu's eyes, and after lifting the mask slightly, he put the fish meat in his mouth.

"Isn't it delicious?" Mengyu looked at Lan Yucheng and asked, waiting for the result without blinking.

Lan Yucheng obeyed the meaning of the dream language and nodded lightly. Mengyu suddenly laughed happily, as if she had cooked this delicious dish.

The appetite is already dispensable for those of them who live on the tip of the knife.

It's just that he doesn't want Mengyu to lose such a smile.