"......" Zhizhen's eyes turned slightly, and he looked towards Zhimei with a slight hint of doubt in his eyes, and secretly used his internal force to transmit the voice and asked: Isn't this meal specially made for us by Senior Sister? ?

Hehe...... Hehe...... yes, but we can't say. Zhimei grinned at Zhizhen, and replied to him in a secret channel.

Oh.

Zhizhen turned his head and silently looked at the food on the table without speaking.

Zhimei also lowered her head, silently looking at the bowl in front of her without speaking.

"Little junior brother, hurry up and sit down." Hua Weiluo hurriedly took the opportunity to tug at Zhishan's sleeve, dragged him to the table and sat down, took a pair of chopsticks and put them in front of Zhishan, and smiled at him: "Come and try my craft." ”

"...... your craft??" Zhishan looked at Hua Weiluo with some confusion and asked, "Didn't you just say that it was made of emerald flowers and chrysanthemums?" ”

"Oh, they're just going to give me a boost, and I'm the chef." Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan with a proud expression, and quickly grabbed a huge snail to the bowl in front of Zhishan and said, "Come, taste this." ”

Zhishan lowered his head slightly, looking at the snail in his bowl, the garlic was fragrant, and it seemed to smell very good, so a big hand with white sleeves picked up the chopsticks, picked up the snail, and asked Hua Weiluo: "Is this ...... Garlic snails?? ”

"No, it's a snail." Hua Weiluo hurriedly corrected the little junior brother and said: "In the afternoon, I happened to see a lot of big snails at the back of the yard, and it was not easy to grow to such a big size, all I saw before were snails the size of fingernails." So I was inspired and thought of making you a Western meal to try. ”

"Snail ......??" Zhimei, who was eating the garlic snail, changed suddenly, and he hurriedly threw the snail in his mouth onto the plate, and shouted at Hua Weiluo: "Senior sister, you are not mistaken, can the snail be eaten??" ”

"Of course you can eat it." Hua Weiluo looked at Zhimei with a fuss expression and said: "This is a very famous dish in Western food, oops, you don't have a psychological burden, in fact, this snail tastes similar to a snail, you can think of it as eating a snail." ”

"But it's a snail...... Zhimei only thinks that she is afraid that she will have a psychological shadow on the snail in the future.

"Little junior brother......" The flower did not fall and could not persuade Zhimei, so he had to turn his head pitifully and look at Zhishan.

Zhishan frowned slightly, hesitated, but still picked up the chopsticks and barely tasted it.

Not...... taste, actually, not bad...... It is......

It's a snail......

"How?? Is it delicious? Hua Weiluo looked at him nervously.

"Well, that's good." Zhishan smiled softly at Hua Weiluo, but in his hand, he took advantage of Hua Weiluo's inattention and secretly hid the snail under the table.

"Great, come, little brother, eat a little more." Before the flowers fell, they hurriedly sandwiched several large snails into the plate of the best.

Xiaobai didn't care so much, long before Zhishan came back just now, he had already smelled the fragrance of vegetables on the table, and couldn't help but move his index finger, he could finally eat at this moment, he didn't care if it was a snail or a snail, as long as it was meat!!

"Hmm...... Delicious!! Woman, you cook so well!! ”

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Good night