The sourness and spiciness are all just right. The fish fillets are processed very neatly. Each slice is of the same thickness. The ingredients are very fresh. The fish meat is tender and melts in your mouth. It is so delicious that your tongue will almost swallow it.
Aunt Fang looked at her lovingly, like looking at her beloved child. "Eat more if you like it."
"Yeah." Qingting nodded desperately and continued to fight, satisfied and happy.
She is easily satisfied. A good movie, a good book, and a delicious dish can make her very happy.
Luo Er couldn't help but look sideways, "Is it so delicious?"
He is very picky about food and does not use non-top quality ingredients, so he rarely eats out.
But watching her eat, it felt so delicious that he couldn't help but want to taste it.
Qingting subconsciously protected the soup bowl in front of him and glared, "Don't steal my things."
This guy is a habitual criminal who likes to steal other people's things, huh.
Luo Er twitched the corner of his mouth, but he hadn't asked for it yet.
Everyone fainted. It was just a simple pickled fish fillet, a must-have dish in Sichuan restaurants. Did it look like it was trying to steal her treasure?
Leng's mother was both angry and funny, "Don't mind, that's just the way she is."
She is greedy and protective of food. As long as she likes something, she will firmly protect it, whether it is people or food.
Liang Xuan rolled her eyes and smiled slightly, "Master Luo Er, if you like it, come to my house to eat. I'll make sure you eat as much as you want."
I have to say that Mrs. Leng is a very interesting person.
Luo Er originally didn't like this kind of food, but after Qing Ting said this, he insisted on trying it. What's so delicious? "But I want to eat it now."
Oh, he's even better!
However, Qingting refused to give in even an inch. Not only was he unwilling to give in, he also deliberately ate big mouthfuls, deliberately irritating people.
"This..." Liang Xuan was confused. This young master Megan behaved very strangely. On the outside, he looked like a noble man.
But he doesn't stick to trivial matters, he acts quite willfully, and he does whatever he wants. He only cares about his own preferences and doesn't care about the opinions of others.
In a sense, he and Miss Ye are the same kind of person.
She had a grimace on her face, not knowing how to respond, "Mrs. Leng..."
Please advise this young lady, why are you so stingy? It's just a plate of food, not a priceless treasure.
A smile flashed in Leng's mother's eyes, but she did not help her. She calmly ordered, "Let the kitchen prepare another one."
She suddenly remembered that late that night, the family was sitting together, and she was cooking the noodles herself. The girl was obviously very hungry, but she didn't fight or fight. She let her elders eat first and her husband eat first. She shook her head eagerly and said no.
Hungry.
It was completely different from the scene she refused to share at this time. Her heart moved. Why? Is it because the target was different?
Suddenly, I had a lot of feelings.
"Yes." Aunt Fang was a little confused. Madam's expression was so strange. She didn't look angry. What did it mean?
The chef was very efficient, and soon he brought out a bowl of fish fillets with pickled cabbage, a bowl with blue flowers on a white background, red peppers, green pickled cabbage, and fish fillets with white flowers looming, which was very tempting.
The aroma rushed towards them, and everyone couldn't help but swallow their breath.
The servant gave everyone a small bowl. Luo Er couldn't wait to take a sip of the soup. His handsome face suddenly wrinkled, his tongue stuck out, and he slapped it with both hands, "Spicy, so spicy."
He was obviously not used to spicy food, his mouth felt like it was on fire, his stomach was terribly uncomfortable, his eyes were red from the spicy food, and he no longer had the elegant demeanor of a noble man.