"It smells so good, sister. Brother Xi, I want to eat first." Chenchen, who was already extremely hungry, greeted the dishes when they saw them on the table, and immediately picked up the chopsticks and quickly picked up a plate of stew at the front and put it on the table.
Chewing hard in the mouth.
After just two chews, his little face immediately became bitter, and he neither swallowed nor vomited the food in his mouth.
"What's wrong with Chenchen?" Upon seeing this, Ye Mo's hands that were about to pick up the food couldn't help but pause in mid-air. After looking at his strange question, he suddenly realized what he was saying. Sure enough, he immediately heard Xiao Chenchen's complaint.
Voice.
"This food tastes terrible. I thought it was only like this in Red Moon City, but I didn't expect it to be the same here." Chenchen couldn't help spitting out the food in his mouth, and complained in grievance with a wrinkled face.
Xiao Chenchen has grown up eating meals carefully prepared by Liu Feimeng. How could he get used to such low-level cooking standards in the Miracle Continent? When he was in Red Moon City, he had trouble with food.
He had to swallow it and refused to eat it several times. Not to mention him, even Liu Feimeng found it difficult to adapt.
Among the three of them, except for Ye Moxi, who grew up in a medical sect, he usually ate food cooked by his brothers who were obsessed with medicine. You can imagine that those grown men who were not good at cooking cooked the food one by one.
It's good if it doesn't poison people to death. There's nothing delicious about it. He eats it every day. After nine years of eating it, he has long been used to it. He doesn't think it's anything. Instead, he has a kind feeling in his heart.
Of course Liu Feimeng is very aware of how picky Xiao Chenchen is. Not to mention the food made with poor techniques in the Miracle Continent, even the exquisite dishes that are full of color, flavor and taste made by famous chefs on the earth.
A big eater, he could only eat the food she cooked.
There is no doubt that Liu Feimeng's combination of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign cooking techniques is countless times better than the chefs in five-star hotels. She is even familiar with many Chinese delicacies and snacks that have been lost.
Xiao Chenchen, who has been nourished by Liu Feimeng's carefully cooked food since childhood, it is difficult not to have a naughty mouth.
"No, although these dishes are not as delicious as those made by my sister, they are still edible." They were much more delicious than those made by their senior brother. Thinking of his senior brother, they couldn't help but feel sad.
"Xi'er, do you miss your master and brothers?" Xi'er once mentioned to him the situation when he was in the Medical Sect. When Liu Feimeng saw his appearance, after thinking about it for a moment, she felt like
Knowing this, I couldn't help but look at him with pity.
"Well, when I see these dishes, I can't help but think of Master and all the senior brothers." Ye Moxi said in a sad tone.
Hearing this, Liu Feimeng was silent for a while, and even Xiao Chenchen seemed to feel the gloomy atmosphere. He looked at Liu Feimeng and then Ye Moxi with his big round eyes, and he was sensible and stopped making any noise.
At this moment, the inn boss brought an old woman, about seventy or eighty years old, into the inn. She must be the Emma she mentioned.
"Distinguished guest, I have invited Mrs. Emma here for you. If you have anything, please ask her. Mrs. Emma, this distinguished guest wants to ask you something. You can talk slowly. Then
The villain will go down first." He said and backed away.
"Hello, my surname is Liu, your name is Emma, please sit down!" Liu Feimeng stood up politely to greet me and said politely.