"I want you to be my sculptural model after dinner!"

Salter let out a long sigh of relief, and he thought to himself: Fortunately, it was not too much to ask. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's fine!" Salter said, patting his chest.

But Chen Shiyu sneered, "That's good." ”

The market was only about five minutes away from Salter's apartment, and the bookstore wasn't too far away, so it only took Salter half an hour to get there, and 10 minutes of it was even spent haggling.

As soon as he returned home, Salter was immediately forced, not to mention that Salter had never even heard of these ingredients, and the complex and harsh requirements on the recipe alone were enough for him to study for a while. What soak the ice dragon bamboo shoots in water until "spitting and sucking" appears, then use a boning knife to remove the ice particles, insert a thin thread at the tip of the bamboo shoots, and completely force the cold out...... Looking at the whole 56 steps on the recipe, Salter sighed and had a headache, people in this city are really good at playing, and they can come up with such a complex cooking method with just a plate of fried meat with ice dragon bamboo shoots?

Seeing Salter look loveless, Chen Shiyu volunteered: "If it doesn't work, let me try?"

"That's what you're waiting for!" Salter thought to himself.

"Sure enough, Sister Shiyu is reliable, so I'll leave today's breakfast to you. Salter said and immediately handed the recipe in his hand to Chen Shiyu.

Chen Shiyu pretended to be calm and took the recipe, "I really can't help you." ”

Immediately after, she walked into the kitchen with the ingredients.

Salter watched Chen Shiyu's back gradually fade away, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, Sister Shiyu really boasted that she could say anything.

Because he didn't want to waste time, Salter practiced swordsmanship while Chen Shiyu was cooking, and like yesterday, he still practiced the sword breaking today, because the strength of his wrist was always not well exerted, he had stayed at this step for three days.

"Drink!" was another clever battle cry.

Salter looked at the scarecrow with his head shrugged in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh, his kung fu still hadn't reached home.

"Salter, the meal is ready!" Chen Shiyu's voice came from behind, and Salter answered and walked towards the door of the house. Salter and Chen Shiyu live on the first floor, which is convenient to travel, and they can enjoy a courtyard of about ten square meters, which is why Salter chose to live here, otherwise he should find a cheaper place to live in his opinion.

"It looks so fragrant!" As soon as he got home, Salte's attention was immediately attracted by the delicacies on the dinner table, although Chen Shiyu was cooking for the first time, but he knew that the taste would definitely not be bad when he looked at this appearance, but he was dizzy even when he saw a recipe, sure enough, this cooking still has to pay attention to talent.

"Taste it and see how it tastes. With that, Chen Shiyu handed Salter a pair of chopsticks.

How could Salter, who had just finished exercising, resist the temptation of delicious food at this time? Without saying a word, he swooped his chopsticks into the plate, and then quickly put them into his mouth.

Time, as if standing still at this moment, Salter only felt that there were countless flavors in his mouth jumping, bursting, wantonly destroying his taste buds, which was like a moldy rag smeared with wind oil essence, or a banana stuffed into perfume, giving people a suffocating, desperate taste experience, and even making Salte's nerves tense to the extreme at this moment.

After eating a bite of food, "vomit", sandwiched raw.

Sweat flowed down his forehead uncontrollably, but Salter couldn't just spit things out, especially when he saw Chen Shiyu's expectant expression.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Chen Shiyu's eyes widened, and she seemed to care very much about Salter's evaluation of her.

"Howl (good)...... Howl (eat) ......" Salter said as he struggled to endure the sourness in his heart.

"Goo......" Salter closed his eyes, and simply swallowed the thing directly, no matter how unpalatable it was, it was food made according to the recipe, and it was reasonable that there would be no problem.

"Since it's delicious, you can eat more, save me a little bit of stomach when I model it, don't worry about me, I don't have much appetite anyway. ”

Hearing this, Salter almost scared the chopsticks to the ground, can you eat more of this thing? Although there should be no harm to the body, but the pain of each bite is incomparable to even abdominal pain, indeed, this looks like a delicious dish on the outside, but its inside is quite poisonous, if someone can finish this dish, it is estimated that it is not far from the peak of another degree of bliss.

"No, no, no, Sister Shiyu, as the saying goes, people are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you'll be hungry and panic, this breakfast is the most important meal of the day, if you don't eat, you will have no energy this day. Salter now only hopes that Chen Shiyu can taste a bite of her own food, so that she can realize how "excellent" her "masterpiece" is, so as to prevent him from continuing to eat, after all, Chen Shiyu is also a good heart, and Salter can't bear to hit her.

"I told you, I'm not feeling well today and don't want to eat! Today is that day!" Chen Shiyu said angrily.

"What day was that?"

Chen Shiyu frowned, "I'm annoyed, you still pretend not to know, right? Anyway, my stomach hurts, you can eat!"

Salter blushed, "You, isn't your body a holy sword......?"

Chen Shiyu snorted, "How do I know? Do you think I don't want to ask someone?"

According to this, Chen Shiyu endured the pain and made breakfast for Salte, so that he couldn't bear to tell the truth, no way, Salter closed his eyes, devoured it, and even skipped the chewing link, and in the end, he forcibly ate the whole dish.

Chen Shiyu smiled rarely, "Hehe, it's delicious, I'll continue to make it for you next time." ”

"Woo...... Well. At this time, Salter really felt like he was going to cry.

"Then, the meal has also been eaten, and according to the agreement, you will be my sculpture model today. ”

With that, Chen Shiyu opened the door of his room.

"Come in!"

As soon as she entered Chen Shiyu's room, Salter knew what the "artist's bedroom" was, in addition to the various unprocessed stones placed horizontally and vertically, there was only one bed left, and Salter couldn't help but admire her a little, in just half a day, where did she buy these things, and how did she move them home? But of course, these are not the things that Salter is most concerned about.

"Sister Shiyu, how much did you spend on these?"