Chapter 242: Dark Cuisine
Wendy came over, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve also considered whether to go to the other people's side.
But there are always a few times, the hands are faster than the mouth, the legs are faster than the brain, and when she thinks like this, the little brother behind her follows her out.
Next to her was Sanma, and when she leaned over, she thought there was no one at first glance on Chinese New Year's Eve, and as a result, Sanma squatted on the ground.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve walked over puzzled, "What are you doing?" β
Mima looked up at the pot expressionlessly, and began to shout when he saw her, "Eve~~"
Song Chinese New Year's Eve shuddered when she listened, "What's the drop?" β
"It's terrible~" It's really terrible to cook!!
Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "??? β
She glanced sideways at her recipe, which was pitiful, sounding like an entrΓ©e.
She's going to be a fish... It looks like it's a bit complicated... Well, at least a lot more complicated than it looks on your own.
"So did you succeed?" Song asked her on Chinese New Year's Eve.
Sanma: "Look at my expression..."
Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "......"
"Why don't you open the pot and take a look?"
Song Chinese New Year's Eve continued to be silent.
Worried about lunch.
After hesitating for a while, Song Chinese New Year's Eve still did not uncover the pot to see the tragic situation.
So two people who can't cook join hands and visit Wendy.
When I found out that the situation on Wendy's side seemed much more normal.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve kindled a glimmer of hope for his lunch.
As for the result, it's like the little brother who used to be standing behind her.
When the nine people brought out the dishes, the director was eating something on the side.
Particularly fragrant.
Mima couldn't help but look at it, and then walked over hatefully.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve asked, "What does the director eat?" β
Sanma pretended to wipe her tears, "Woo woo, my favorite snail powder!! β
Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "......"
So the director doesn't expect their craftsmanship at all?
"There are nine people in the entire Md, and only three can cook." Andy glanced at the nine dishes and shook his head.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve also glanced at the nine dishes, suspecting that Andy had read it wrong, "Which three?" β
Andy said, "You, me, and Wendy! β
It seems that only these three can see it.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve was a little flattered for a while.
"Actually..."
Andy raised his hand in refusal and said bitterly: "Don't say it!" Good thing we're singing! β
Song Chinese New Year's Eve: Song Chinese New Year's Eve, who lost the opportunity to clarify "......", was so moved that he almost cried, I really want to thank the captain for his trust!
I guess when it gets broadcast, I'm afraid this paragraph will become a classic...
Originally, the first thing to taste should have been the director's, but Brother Shan said bluntly, "I have a bad stomach recently, and I can't eat stimulating, so it's better to maintain my health." β
Everyone looked at him with disdain, can you put down the snail noodles before talking?!!
But the first to eat was not themselves, but the local "judges" who were invited.
It makes people feel very unkind to eat this dark cuisine, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve looks guilty.
And the one who happened to come over was the grandson of the grandmother who taught her the dialect here just now.
I don't know if he said it, the first thing he watched was Song Chinese New Year's Eve.
Well... The expression is somewhat subtle.
"I think you'd better not eat itβ"
The more Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him, the more weak he became, for fear of eating people out of a good way, completely forgetting that he was once the person who had cooked dumplings for himself.
After all... It's cooked.
However, he had already put down his chopsticks.