I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

When a large pot of chicken soup was placed in front of everyone, no one's eyes were full of surprise and longing, and even Yan He could clearly swallow his saliva.

Thick broth, translucent golden, white chicken, fat and plump, firm chicken skin, smooth and oily, rich aroma, misty and hot, with the dipping sauce carefully prepared by Yan He next to it, it is simply a complete color and fragrance ...

Su Changqing swallowed, and shouted impatiently, "I'll take the first bite first! Let me come first! The third senior sister promised me!"

The crowd fell silent.

Su Changqing didn't care so much, despite everyone's envious and jealous eyes, he picked up a small bowl and scooped it up and put it in his mouth without hesitation.

His lips and teeth blended together, and the big character "fresh" was deeply engraved in his heart.

The rich soup, hanging with thin fat, is as smooth as silk and beautiful as poetry, like rhythmic rhythms, intertwined with each other. The golden chicken soup does not contain any grains, thick and rich. The freshness of Ping Xin's wound is like a heavy straight fist hitting his thin chest, the fragrance of medicinal food is faintly visible, and the bitterness and saltiness of Huadiao is deep and restrained, but it is rich and fragrant in the throat.

The warm soup was integrated into one body, and he seemed to see a pair of gorgeous butterflies dancing.

"too……"

Yan He looked at him suspiciously, "What is too much?"

"It's so fresh!"

Su Changqing looked at Yan He with doggy eyes, "Third Senior Sister, can I have a taste of this meat?"

Yan He nodded, "You eat."

After all, meat is the protagonist.

Su Changqing swallowed again, and faced everyone's envious and jealous eyes, he gently picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks.

Lips and teeth touched, and the big word "tender" was deeply engraved in his heart.

With this bite, the silver hair is so soft and tender that it can be easily bitten, like a girl's kiss, falling on the dry lips, without any trace of flesh, it turned into a
A burst of plump aroma.

The salty and spicy dipping sauce is silky and seamless, lightly sticking to the crispness of the chicken skin, and you can enjoy it.The chicken skin is juicy and plump, the chicken is soft but not rotten, the oil is shiny, and the taste is light.

One bite, excited.

Two bites, ecstasy.

Three bites, sinking.

Four mouthfuls, five mouthfuls, six mouthfuls... Su Changqing couldn't stop at all, he felt that no matter how many mouthfuls he would eat, he wouldn't be bored, and no matter how much he ate, he wouldn't be full...

"Ehhh!"

Some people couldn't see it anymore, and wailed wanting to cry without tears, "Fourth senior brother, enough is enough, save some for us, if you eat any more, you will bottom out..."

Only then did Su Changqing stop the car, scratching his head embarrassingly, "Sorry, this is so delicious, I couldn't help it if I didn't pay attention..."

Everyone was too lazy to reason with him, they picked up their chopsticks one after another, swallowed their stomachs in one gulp, and sighed uncontrollably...

With the lessons learned from before, Gu Chen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, only took a small sip tentatively, his whole eyes lit up slightly, and for the sake of his noble image as a big brother, he had to restrain himself from slowly eating the whole chicken nugget. After eating, chewing in his mouth, he said two words unhurriedly, "It's still good."

Nan He's usually paralyzed face showed a bit of surprise, he didn't speak, but the chopsticks in his hand didn't stop.

Mo Fei didn't seem to eat at all, he gulped the dates and stuffed them into his mouth, his cheeks bulged like a hamster, he didn't think there was enough to eat, he wanted to finish the soup...

Shangguan Lian'er is a girl's family, so she is naturally a little more delicate when eating, and eats slowly, but the speed is not too slow, for fear that they will steal her share.

Yan He laughed like an old mother in a game.

Eat more, eat more, it's better to go up a few levels...

After a quarter of an hour, the entire Drunken Chicken Pot was empty, so clean that there was not even a drop of soup left.

Everyone looked like they couldn't get enough of it, and some of their poor drinkers blushed slightly, and Shangguan Lian'er had a big tongue, and couldn't even speak clearly, "Third Senior Sister, what did you put in it? It smells weird." , a bit like the smell of a jar of wine that I buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree many years ago..."

Yan He blinked, and she became interested when she mentioned this, "Sixth Junior Sister, I originally wanted to use the altar of daughter red that you buried under the tree, but I think daughter red seems to be very important to girls, right? It seems that it can’t be opened until the moment before getting married, so I asked the fourth junior brother to go down the mountain to buy a jar of daughter’s red, but the daughter’s red was still unavailable, and I only bought Zhuangyuanhong. They are two similar things, just with different names..."

The crowd was no longer in the mood to listen to what Yan He said, and they were all in a high mood. After listening to her words, it was like hypnosis, and some people couldn't restrain themselves and fell to the ground.

That's right, the person who fell on the ground was Shangguan Lian'er.

It was Su Changqing who fell to the ground next?
Yan He raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Changqing, didn't he see it, is the Fourth Junior Brother so bad at drinking?
To be young is to be good, but to fall asleep is to sleep.

Mo Fei lay on the ground without saying a word, his face was flushed, and he looked cute.

Chen Fang fell to the ground at some point, completely silent.

Suddenly, there was a "plop", and someone fell down again.

Yan He looked over quickly, only to see Nan He holding the sword in his hand tightly and fell straight down.

Yan He:? ? ?
No, is this wine so powerful?Even the second senior brother fell down?
In this group, only Gu Chen who was sitting in a wheelchair was left. The two of them, you looked at me, I looked at you, staring at each other, the scene was once awkward...

Yan He: Is senior brother so good at drinking?
Gu Chen: Obviously, Third Junior Sister misunderstood something...

In fact, because he was in a wheelchair and had limited mobility, he didn't grab many pieces of meat, and he didn't even take a few sips of soup, so he wasn't drunk...

But this misunderstanding is fine.

Let Third Junior Sister continue to misunderstand like this.

"Uh... big brother, shall I help you to rest in the room first?"

Gu Chen shook his head, "No need, I can push it back by myself, you can settle them down first..."

After Gu Chen finished speaking, he silently pushed the wheelchair and walked towards his room, leaving behind a bleak figure.

No matter how you look at it, how pitiful...

Yan He secretly made up his mind to restore the elder brother's golden core.

Then Yan He picked up his brothers and sisters as much as possible, sent them into the room one by one, and covered them with quilts.

After sending each of them into the room, Yan He was sweating profusely, thinking about life silently.

Why did she make this dish?
Who knew they could drink so badly...

Because I feel that my body is not hers anymore, if not, she also needs to rest.

Master Yan will also feel tired.

Yan He, who was tired all day, lay on the bed and fell asleep in a second.

So I missed the several white lights of Qingcang Peak that night, as well as the majestic scene of the whole mountain.