The manager nodded and smiled, "We can still make it here ourselves, if there are customers who need it."
"ah?"
Feng Xiaoxiao became interested, "Then I can make one myself, okay?"
The manager smiled and went to see Nie Zheng.
Nie Zheng nodded, "Of course."
"Then I'll go."
Feng Xiaoxiao was eager to try, rolled up her sleeves and followed the manager to the kitchen.
Nie Zheng didn't like the smell of cooking fumes in the kitchen, so he didn't follow him. Taking advantage of this break, Nie Zheng turned on his phone and processed a few emails.
"ah."
The box door opened, and Feng Xiaoxiao came back with a smile.
Nie Zheng's expression immediately softened, "Is it fun?"
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "The kitchen here is so high-end, it will make your mood better just by looking at it."
"What did you do?" Nie Zheng asked her with a smile.
Feng Xiaoxiao paused for a moment and pouted, "I won't tell you. I'll try it later and take a guess."
"Okay." Nie Zheng curled his lips and nodded.
He poured a glass of juice for Feng Xiaoxiao, and Feng Xiaoxiao took a big sip.
She doesn't drink carbonated drinks because they are not good for her skin.
The box door opened and the manager began to serve the food.
"oops."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and winked at Nie Zheng.
"I'm coming."
The manager smiled and brought the dishes one by one, "Mr. Nie, Mrs. Nie, please take your time."
Nie Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes on the table. Seriously, what kind of food has he never eaten? What he is curious about now is, which one was made by Feng Xiaoxiao?
"Which one is your craft?"
Nie Zheng asked.
"whee."
Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the chopsticks and said, "I won't tell you, but you have tasted them all. Tell me which one is the best. If you guess wrong, I won't tell you."
Nie Zheng laughed and followed her wishes.
"good."
However, after finishing the meal, Nie Zheng still couldn't taste Feng Xiaoxiao's craftsmanship.
He is a frequent visitor to this restaurant, and he is familiar with the skills of the chefs here. These are clearly the skills of our own chefs.
Feng Xiaoxiao's craftsmanship can never be compared with theirs.
So, did Feng Xiaoxiao really do it?
"How's it going? Did you guess it?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at him expectantly.
Nie Zheng frowned, "I'll think about it again."
"Hehe, think about it carefully."
Feng Xiaoxiao didn’t rush him.
The box door opened again, and the manager came to serve dessert. Feng Xiaoxiao helped and brought the dessert to the table.
Nie Zheng took a look and saw that it was pea yellow.
Feng Xiaoxiao took a fork and took out a small piece and handed it to Nie Zheng's mouth. "Hey, try to see if it tastes good."
Looking at the pea yellow in front of him, Feng Xiaoxiao looked expectantly.
Nie Zheng understood instantly that none of these dishes were made by Feng Xiaoxiao, only the pea yellow ones were.
Today, I actually made dessert.
Uh, pea yellow! Why is it pea yellow?
Nie Zheng frowned and resisted.
"Um?"
Feng Xiaoxiao blinked, "What's wrong? Don't you want to try it?"
Clearly seeing the disappointment in her eyes, Nie Zheng couldn't bear to disappoint her.
He held her wrist, used her fork, and stuffed the pea yellow into his mouth.
"How about it?"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked expectantly, waiting for his evaluation.
Nie Zheng looked as normal and raised his eyebrows, "It's delicious."
He gave a thumbs up and said, "So far, this pea yellow is the most delicious."
"Ha ha."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled happily, "I made the pea yellow."
"Yeah?"
Nie Zheng pretended to be surprised, "I say, this is the most delicious."
"whee."
Feng Xiaoxiao happily lowered her head to eat the pea yellow.
Huh? She frowned. Why did she feel like there was too much sugar and it was a bit greasy? Nie Zheng said this was the most delicious...
Remembering that every time he always finished the food she cooked, it seemed that Nie Zheng was really not picky about food.
Nie Zheng suddenly stood up, "I'm going to make a call!"
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao saw that he was very anxious and didn't ask any more questions.