However, Bo Bo ate one bite at a time, and the show hasn't started yet, and the sweets and fruits in front of him have been changed several times.

In order to better watch the performance, Bo Bo and the guests were welcomed to the huge and spacious back garden of Shangguan's house, saying that it was the back garden, Chu Xiangjun felt that it was more like a big square, the center of the square, with a stage set up, surrounded by guests, and the periphery of the guests was all kinds of flowers and plants that bloomed gorgeously.

Because of Bobo's noble status, she and Chu Xiangjun were arranged in the center and the position with the best view.

This is the first time Chu Xiangjun has watched a show in his life, although he is also an ancient person, he can spend all his time on cultivation before, and there is no entertainment time at all, but now he is watching a show for the first time, and it is a live version, compared to the lonely and listless foodie Bobo, Chu Xiangjun is still a little excited.

The kitchen is a busy scene.

"However, there are really no ingredients, and it's night, where can I buy them? ”

The person in charge was full of embarrassment, but the person who came to serve the food was also embarrassed.

"The guests invited tonight are all distinguished guests from our Shangguan Mansion, how do you do things, don't you know how to prepare?"

"It's been prepared more than expected, it's just desserts and pastries, and it's not eaten as a meal, who knows if everyone will eat so much." ”

Didn't they all eat dinner, wouldn't it be because they gave gift money that they were going to earn it back by eating?

The person in charge was blamed, and he was very unhappy, but the person who came to serve the food was also very unhappy.

"You're trying to find a way to get something to eat, whatever you want, so I can serve it out on an errand. ”

Looking at the already empty kitchen, the person in charge gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise, I'll make some steamed buns." ”

Since everyone is so hungry, let's just let everyone eat to their heart's content.

Chu Xiangjun watched the performance with relish, and ate listlessly.

It's just some desserts, although they are all exquisitely made, but compared to hot pot, they are far behind, and they don't come if they know it, but unfortunately, they don't know it in the world.

"Huh?"

Chu Xiangjun sniffed vigorously, and the pungent fragrance of wheat was particularly clear in the quiet night.

"What's wrong?" Bobo noticed Chu Xiangjun's abnormality, so he asked.

"Do you still make steamed buns in the kitchen so late?" said okay to help everyone lose weight?

When Bo Bo heard Chu Xiangjun say this, he glared at her with disdain, and just wanted to refute whether she had a snort, but Bo Bo himself sniffed vigorously - it really smelled like a bun.

When the steaming bun was served, all the guests had a puzzled look on their faces, and then they all subconsciously picked up one and tasted it.

For the craftsmanship of the master who was born as a pastry chef, the taste of the steamed buns made is not bad, which made everyone on the scene praise, but Wu Mei, with a black face, asked the steward of the dish: "Why do you serve steamed buns?"

Today is their own wife-raising meeting, how sacred and solemn, every link has been carefully designed, that is, the pastries prepared tonight are prepared six days in advance, and the plates on it are the freshest exotic flowers and plants that have been airlifted from the southwest region, but now you are especially giving me a bun, a penny of buns on the street, the ordinary food of the common people's homes, and directly put a white porcelain plate on me?