Who is not good at learning? He actually went to learn from Fatty White. You have to know that guy's cooking talent, but even she feels inferior to her. Only in barbecue can she gain the upper hand. Luo Enen dares to learn from Fatty White.
It is a blessing that I didn't poison myself to death when I cook.
"You sit for a while, and I will make a pot of the best food and eight treasure rice, so that you can see my cooking skills well." Luo Enen said dissatisfied.
"Wait, are you sure you are good at it?" Gu Fenghua asked suspiciously.
"Of course, I have invited someone to eat several times, and each time it moved them to tears, and even burst into tears." Luo Enen said proudly.
"Are you sure they are moved?" Gu Fenghua became even more suspicious when he heard this.
"Of course, you'll know when I'm done and you'll try it." Luo Enen regained a little strength, and Xiong Jiu entered the kitchen with a high spirit.
It is probably because practice makes perfect. This time it took only half an hour to serve a pot of steaming hot bacon rice on the table.
"Come on, try my skills." Luo Enen said to Gu Fenghua with a confident look on his face.
"You first." Gu Fenghua said politely. Although she didn't let the mouth of green jade porridge be spit out on the spot, it also made her feel very disgusting. This time she doesn't want to be a guinea pig anymore.
"Okay, I'll have a bowl first." Luo Enen was obviously very confident in this specialty delicious dish.
However, after taking only one bite, her confidence disappeared, and two lines of tears rolled out.
"Bang!" Luo Enen threw down his bowl and rushed out like a whirlwind. Soon, the sound of vomiting that was overturning came again.
Gu Fenghua picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a few rice grains and put them in her mouth. Immediately, she frowned. Although she didn't vomit like Miss Luo, her expression became extremely strange.
It is worthy of being a rice with all kinds of flavors and eight treasures. After just a few grains of rice, it tastes sour, bitter, spicy, numb and other flavors gathered in my mouth, but it didn't have a trace of sweetness, bitter, sad, sad, and sorrow that it was all right into my mind, but it didn't have any joy.
If the fat white man's cooking skills are the limit of delicious food, then Miss Luo's cooking skills are obviously the other extreme. Gu Fenghua really can't imagine that there are people in this world who can make such a bad thing, and others need money to cook.
, Miss Luo is so fatal to cook!
After vomiting for an hour, Luo Enen dragged his weak legs and returned to the yard tremblingly. Her face was so pale, and her expression was so sad, as if she had just been wandering around the gate of hell.
Like a circle.
"Come on, have some?" Gu Fenghua handed over a roast chicken.
Miss Luo obviously couldn't count on cooking skills, so she had to do it herself. Just when Luo Enen was vomiting wildly, she had already roasted several pheasants and hares.
Luo Enen's eyes lit up, and he reached out with lightning speed. After snatching the roast chicken, it was a gust of wind that swept the clouds.
Gu Fenghua looked at Luo Enen in surprise and admiration. He looked weak and as if the wind could blow down. As soon as he saw the delicious food, he recovered so quickly. He is worthy of being a foodie among foodies.
"Huh, I haven't eaten such a delicious food for a long time. It's so satisfying." In the blink of an eye, the roast chicken was left with only a bare skeleton. Miss Luo exhaled a long breath and sighed with unfulfilled feelings, and her eyes were once again in her eyes.
Tears flashed.
Looking at the tears flashing in her eyes, Gu Fenghua secretly sympathized with her and handed over another roast chicken.