There is more than one attractive feature: the dishes made by Deadwood are new, and the steaming hot dishes are always more attractive than the cold dishes on the table. In addition, Gao Qiu is more curious about what the food tastes like.
This is the kind of thing you only know what it tastes when you eat it yourself.
The text was also full of praise after tasting it for a while.
"My tongue is not very useful, but this dish is really delicious, and there are several dishes at the banquet that taste very similar to this."
After hearing the comments in the main article, Ku Mu knew that those dishes should be made by his chef Cang Lan.
The text even contains the idea of specially calling Dead Wood to cook.
"My cooking skills are still as strong as ever."
"It's true that I haven't trained for a while recently, and I'm still treading water."
"???"
Fang Hua was obviously praising Kumu, but when Kumu explained it, his meaning changed.
"Yeah indeed."
Ranxin underestimated it, and the effect of delicious food made her return to Jiujiu's personality in a short time.
"???"
Deadwood seemed to have heard something and turned his head.
Looking back, Ranxin felt flustered, but she quickly turned her back to taste it as she could not be caught.
"Did you just hear her say yes? Fang Hua."
"No, aren't the reviews now all praising you?"
When Gao Xia finally finished his mental struggle, all that was left of the squirrel mandarin fish in front of him was soup.
"ha?"
At this time, Gao Qiu quietly went to lick the soup in the bowl, but Gao Xia caught her and grabbed her collar, "You little bastard, why did you start? At least let me take a bite first."
"
"Sister, you are the one to find someone else to do. Although I don't like him either, the food is still very delicious."
As soon as Gao Qiu finished speaking, Gao Xia threw him aside. After the temptation of the delicious food just now, Gao Xia's stomach was already resisting. He asked Kumu to make another one. Gao Xia would not do that kind of thing to ruin his image.
.
("Yes, he said he was satisfied with me, but how could he say he was satisfied if I didn't eat it?")
"It doesn't count if I don't eat."
Gao Xia decided that this was a breakthrough and decided to ask Deadwood to make a new one on the grounds that he had never eaten it.
"Okay." Kumu agreed without hesitation.
"Why do you still have to do it for her?" Fang Hua pulled Kumu aside and said to Kumu.
Kumu didn't dare to speak loudly, "Because she has already lost. She can no longer hold on to such words."
The reason why Kumu whispered was because she was afraid that something might happen to Gao Xia again. According to her character, she would probably be shameless. Let's put it another way.
"And who said I only cooked one dish? I discovered the mandarin fish, but when I discovered the fish, I also discovered another thing."
"Ah! Go quickly, I want to eat some more."
As soon as he heard that Kumu had already prepared it, Fang Hua couldn't wait to let Kumu do it.
"It's already done, but I didn't bring it out. Originally, the next dishes were for you."
Fang Hua was shocked by Kumu's attentiveness. Kumu never cooked just one dish from the beginning.
"Is this a habit you've developed?"
"That's right. At least everyone should have something to eat. It's just that I'm in a bad mood and can't cook a table."
In the end, simply cooking two dishes was still the result of Kumu's bad mood. Speaking of which, Fang Hua remembered Kumu's previous invitation.
"Well, when will Jiujiu and I go to your restaurant again?"
"Soon." With that, Gu Mu returned to the kitchen again.
.....................
Soon Kumu came out carrying a more exquisite dish.
"No, that dish is..."
When Zheng Wen saw what the dead tree brought out, he could only exclaim. It was a bowl of Wensi tofu that required the ultimate in knife skills.
There was not a single complete ingredient in the soup that was specially prepared by Kumu. Everything turned into hair-sized filaments. Kumu's hand was very steady, and the contents of the soup would fluctuate if he made any big movements.
May have an impact on appearance.
"Let me start by saying that the ingredients are not very good and some things have been stored for a long time, so the taste will definitely not be the best."
Kumu first lowered everyone's expectations. Compared to the previous dish, Kumu found that the ingredients in this dish were not the most delicious.
Kumu brought his dishes to Gao Xia again. This time Gao Xia was not forceful. Although Kumu said it was not delicious, judging from the appearance alone, it was several times better than ordinary dishes. Compared with a hundred
90 points, 90 points is indeed a step back for dead wood.
Gao Xia lifted her hair, picked up the spoon and took a sip. Even though Gao Xia had eaten a lot of high-end dishes, she still tasted something different from this dish made by Ku Mu.
The whole dish tastes soft, tender and mellow, and the fine shredded tofu melts in your mouth, leaving Gao Xia with endless aftertaste. When Gao Xia came to his senses, he found that he had already eaten most of it.
Gao Qiu, who was impatient on the side, grabbed his sister and gestured to give him some, but Gao Xia refused because she had made a move without his permission before.
Gao Qiu immediately felt that Gao Xia was seeking revenge for his personal vengeance.
"Tch! I don't care about it." Gao Qiu said sourly and glanced at Wensi Tofu from time to time.
After finally finishing his meal, Gao Xia had only one feeling: it was not enough. This time, Gao Xia was so protective that no one else had a chance to reach out.
Gao Xia finally recovered from the aftertaste and took a look at Kumu. He had to say that although Kumu was an incompetent person that he hated, his abilities in other aspects were indeed terrifying.
"uh-huh."
Gao Xia coughed lightly and it was hard for her to say anything remorseful with so many people looking at her. Although she really didn't like Kumu at first and used her cooking skills to convince herself, she didn't say anything clearly at the time. Now it tastes really good.
Even now, Gao Xia wants Kumu to start cooking so that he can enjoy his meal.
The text now recognizes the dead tree more, and walks forward to chat with the dead tree.
"Kuremu, your cooking skills are definitely not something you were born with."
"Indeed, he said that I am very talented. Talent and practice have made me what I am now. The dishes here should also be made by him."
"Then your master is really amazing."
"There's no way he's like a superman when it comes to cooking, but he's not a normal person anyway."
At this time, Cang Lan, who was far away in the kitchen, sneezed and said, "That brat missed me."
"Hahaha." Zhengwen and Kumu talked more and more enthusiastically, and the eyes of everyone present were attracted. It was obvious that the two had not known each other for a long time, but they seemed like old friends.
"Sister, how can you find that person and give it to us as a chef?"
"Is your brain rusty? Where is this, and is it what I'm looking for? Even if I'm stupid, I won't go looking for him again. Besides, he's still incompetent. I'm still very worried about this.
Disgusting."
When Gao Xia said this, he still showed an honest expression of disgust.
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Kumu, who was chatting with Zhengwen, was thinking about Fang Hua.
("I'll just read the text here. It's up to you to choose what to find, Fang Hua.")
Zheng Wen chatted with Dead Tree, and naturally Fang Hua chatted with Ran Xin.
"Then what do you want from me?"
Fang Hua would not hide his attitude.
When talking to Ranxin, he carefully raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle and looked up at the sky.
"Who are you talking to?"
Ranxin asked Fang Hua with a smile and a soft voice.
At this time, Fang Hua finally suppressed his shyness and looked at Ran Xin. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. The more he looked at it, the more he looked like him. At the same time, he thought of Ku Mu's words in his heart. He had to make a choice. Whether he stayed where he was or did anything else was up to him.
But what Fang Hua didn't know was that not only did he want to get some information, but Ranxin also wanted it.
Fang Hua's heart is constantly restless, and the longer he stays with Ran Xin, the easier it becomes. At this time, Fang Hua's struggling heart is about to forget his previous decision. When facing Ran Xin again, Fang Hua's heart keeps forcing himself to make a new decision.
choose.
("What should I do?")
Seeing that Fang Hua had not spoken for a long time and was talking to himself, Ran Xin decided to speak first.
("It seems that he does have some secret that is hard to tell. Regardless of whether it has any effect on me or not, I must know it.")
"Do you know me? Why are you looking at me like that."
Ranxin's voice rang into Fang Hua's heart. From this moment on, Fang Hua suddenly no longer hesitated. The answer was instantly found in his uncertain heart, and this time the answer was in line with Fang Hua's inner thoughts.
Fang Hua changed instantly and became calmer. At this moment, Fang Hua was completely different from before. Now Fang Hua became devoted to searching for the answer of whether Xiao Ai was dead or alive.
"I want to know if you have any memories from your childhood?"
"I……"
Of course Ran Xin knew that Fang Hua had no problem telling her memories of her childhood.
However, Fang Hua seemed to have entered a certain state where he could not be disturbed and began to speak by himself.
"That was a long time ago. At that time, the three of us were very good friends. We were together almost every day when we went to and from school. At that time, the three of us were very friendly and had no secrets from each other. I never thought that I would
Forget about her, although I don’t know what the other person is thinking. She made a promise with me to be someone who will help others when she sees difficulties. I have always insisted on it. But one day I heard that her family was going to a better place far away.
Yes, but it seems that we went to the wrong place."