There is more than one attractive feature because the dishes made of dead wood are new, and the appeal of steaming dishes is always more attractive than those that are cold on the table, and Gao Qiu's performance is more curious about what it tastes like, and food is something that you can only know what it tastes like when you eat it.

The text is also full of praise after a little tasting.

"My tongue isn't very useful, but this dish is really delicious, and there are a few dishes at the banquet that taste very similar to this."

Hearing the comments in the text, Deadwood knew that those dishes should be made by his master Canglan.

The text even has the idea of calling dead wood to cook.

"The cooking skills are still the same."

"It's true that I haven't trained for a while recently, and I'm still standing still."

“？？？”

Fang Hua was obviously praising the dead wood, how could the dead wood explain it, and he felt that the meaning had changed.

"Yes, indeed."

Dye Xin underestimated it, and the role of food made her return to Jiujiu's character in a short period of time.

“？？？”

Deadwood seemed to hear something and looked back.

This look back at the heart of the heart panicked, but he couldn't be found and quickly turned his back to taste.

"Did you hear her say yes just now, Fang Hua."

"No, aren't all evaluations praising you now?"

When Gao Xia finally finished the psychological struggle, the squirrel Guiyu in front of him was left with only soup.

"Huh?"

At this time, Gao Qiu quietly licked the soup in the bowl, which was caught by Gao Xia and grabbed her collar, "You little bastard, why did you make a start, at least let me eat first." ”

"Sister, it's your business to find someone, although I don't like him either, but there is a dish that is still delicious."

As soon as Gao Qiu said that, he was thrown aside by Gao Xia as soon as he finished speaking, after the temptation of the food just now, Gao Xia's stomach is already resisting, let the dead wood do it again, Gao Xia doesn't do that kind of image-ruining thing.

("Yes, he said I was satisfied, but I didn't eat it, how can I say I'm satisfied.") ”）

"It doesn't count if I didn't eat it."

Gao Xia decided that this was a breakthrough, so he decided to let the deadwood redo it on the grounds that he hadn't eaten it.

"Okay." Deadwood agreed without hesitation.

"Why do you have to do it for her?" Fang Hua pulled the dead wood aside and said to the dead wood.

Deadwood didn't dare to speak up, "Because she's already lost, and she can't hold on anymore to say such things." ”

The reason why Deadwood whispered was that he was afraid that Gao Xia would have an accident again, and according to her character, it was estimated that she would change her face with a dead face.

"And who said I only made one dish, the mandarin fish was discovered by me, but at the same time I found the fish, I also found another thing."

"Ahh Go ahead, I'd like to eat it again. ”

As soon as he heard that Deadwood had already prepared, Fang Hua couldn't wait to let Deadwood do it.

"It's ready, but I didn't bring it out, and the dishes were originally for you."

Fang Hua was shocked by Deadwood's carefulness, from the very beginning, Deadwood didn't just cook one dish.

"Is this a habit you've formed?"

"Sort of, at least everyone has something to eat, it's just that I'm in a bad mood right now and can't make a table."

As a result, simply cooking two dishes was still the result of Deadwood's bad mood, so Fang Hua remembered Deadwood's previous invitation.

"Well, then when will I go to your restaurant again with Jiujiu."

"Soon, soon." With that, Deadwood went back to the kitchen again.

....................

Soon Deadwood walked out with a more elaborate dish.

"No, that dish is ......"

When the text saw the things brought out of the dead wood, there was only an exclamation, it was a bowl of Wensi tofu that required the ultimate knife work.

The one that was specially mixed by Deadwood could not see any of the complete ingredients, and everything turned into filaments the size of a hair, and Deadwood's hand was very steady, and the slightest big movement would cause fluctuations in the soup, which was likely to have an impact on the appearance.

"First of all, the ingredients are not too good, some things have been left for a long time, and the taste will definitely not be the best."

Deadwood lowered everyone's expectations first, compared to the previous dish, the ingredients found by Deadwood were not the most delicious.

Deadwood brought his dishes to Gao Xia again, this time Gao Xia was not tough, although Deadwood said that it was not delicious, it was several times better than ordinary dishes in terms of appearance, compared to one hundred points, ninety points is indeed a regression for Deadwood.

Gao Xia lifted her hair, picked up the spoon, and took a sip gently, even though Gao Xia had eaten a lot of high-end dishes, she still ate the difference in this dish made of dead wood.

The taste of the whole dish is soft and mellow, and the fine shredded tofu melts in the mouth, which makes Gao Xia have an endless aftertaste, and when Gao Xia comes back to his senses, he finds that he has eaten most of it.

Gao Qiu, who was impatient on the side, grabbed her sister and motioned to give herself a little too, but Gao Xia refused on the grounds that she had done it first without her permission.

Gao Qiu immediately felt that Gao Xia was a personal vendetta.

"Cut! I'm not unusual. Gao Qiu said sourly, his eyes glanced at Wen Si Tofu from time to time.

Gao Xia, who finally finished eating, only had one feeling, that is, he was completely not enough to eat, and this time Gao Xia was very tight, and others had no chance to reach out at all.

Finally coming back to his senses from the aftertaste, Gao Xia glanced at Deadwood, and had to say that although Deadwood was an incapable person he hated, his abilities in other aspects were indeed terrifying.

"Uh-huh."

Gao Xia coughed lightly so many people looked at her and it was not good to say anything to regret it, although at first I really didn't like the situation of Deadwood to convince herself of the situation of cooking ears, but at that time I didn't say anything clearly, now it's really fragrant.

Even now Gao Xia wants to cook a good meal with Deadwood and enjoy himself.

The text is now more identified with Deadwood, and walks forward to talk to Deadwood.

"Deadwood, your cooking skills are definitely not innate."

"That's true, he said that I am very talented, and talent plus practice has become the current level, and the dishes here should also be from his handwriting."

"Then your master is really good."

"There's no way he's like a superman when it comes to cooking, he's not a normal person anyway."

At this time, Canglan, who was far away in the kitchen, sneezed and said, "This is that stinky boy missing me." ”

"Hahaha." The more the text and the dead wood talked, the more enthusiastic they became, and all the eyes of the people at the scene were attracted to the past, obviously the two had not known each other for long, but they seemed to be old friends.

"Sister, why don't you find that person to give to our cook."

"Is your brain rusty, where is this, and what I'm looking for, I'm just stupid and won't go to him again, and besides, he's still incapable, which I'm still very annoying."

When he said this, Gao Xia was still very honest, showing a disgusted expression.

....................

The dead wood who was chatting with the text was thinking about Fang Hua in his heart at this time.

("I'll just look at the text here, as for what you can find and how to choose, it's up to you, Fang Hua.") ”）

The text chatted with the dead wood, and naturally Fang Hua chatted with the dyeing heart.

"What are you looking for from me?"

Fang Hua didn't hide his attitude with an expression.

When talking to Dye Xin, he carefully raised his head at a forty-five degree angle and looked up at the sky.

"Who are you talking to?"

Dye Xin smiled and asked Fang Hua in a soft voice.

Fang Hua finally endured his shyness at this time and looked at Dye Xin, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, the more he looks at it, the more he looks like it, and at the same time, he thinks of the dead wood in his heart, he has to make a choice, whether to stay still or something else, it's up to him to decide.

But what Fang Hua didn't know was that he didn't just want to get some news, and he also wanted to get it.

Fang Hua's heart was constantly restless, the longer he stayed with Dyeing Heart, the easier it was to become obvious, at this time, Fang Hua's struggling heart was about to forget his previous decision, and when he faced Dye Xin again, Fang Hua's heart had been forcing himself to choose again.

("What to do, what to do?") ”）

Seeing Fang Hua's performance of not speaking and talking to himself for a long time, Dye Xin decided to speak first.

("He does seem to have some secret to say, and I must know whether it works for me or not.") ”）

"Do you know me? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

The voice of dying his heart reverberated into Fang Hua's heart, from this moment on, Fang Hua suddenly did not hesitate, the unpredictable heart instantly had an answer, and this time this answer was in line with Fang Hua's inner thoughts.

Fang Hua changed instantly, he calmed down, Fang Hua at this moment was like two people before, and now Fang Hua became wholeheartedly exploring the answer of whether Xiao Ai was dead or alive.

"I wonder if you have any memories of being a child?"

"I ......"

Of course, Dye Xin knew that Fang Hua had no problem with saying his childhood memories.

However, Fang Hua seemed to have entered a state of being unable to be disturbed, and he spoke to himself.

"That was a long time ago, when the three of us were very good friends, and we were together almost every day when we went to and from school, and the three of us were very friendly at that time, and there were no secrets between each other, and I never thought that I would forget her, although I don't know what the other one thought, and she agreed with me to be the one who would help others when she saw difficulties, and I always insisted on it, but one day I heard that their family was going to a better place far away, and it seemed that they were going to the wrong place."

Speaking of this, Fang Hua sighed lonely.