Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 41 The Chef Who Doesn't Distinguish Between Salt and Sugar!
After hearing the little girl's answer, the photographer was stunned for a while, and then looked at Lu Chen with some doubts.Some dare not believe it:

"Brother, so the answer to the second question is the eyes???"

Lu Chen nodded as a matter of course and said:
"Sure! Otherwise, what do you think it is?"

"Oh! Dirty!"

Lu Chen glanced at the photographer with disdain, and said with contempt.

Photographer: "..."

Lu Chen picked up the little girl in front of him, put the little girl on his lap, and teased the little girl with as gentle a tone as possible:

"Nan Nan is awesome! What else do you know?"

"I also know that my mother scrambled tomatoes and eggs."

An unnatural bitterness appeared on the little girl's face, and then she took out two candies from her pocket and handed them to Lu Chen and the photographer.

Lu Chen took the candy, peeled off the sugar coating and threw the candy into his mouth.

The photographer shook his head and refused, and said to the little girl:

"It's time to eat, good kids can't eat so much sugar!"

"Cocoa..."

The little girl hesitated to speak, and glanced at the noble lady who was busy in the kitchen.

Just about to speak but was interrupted by Lu Chen.

"By the way, Nannan, can you smell the smell in the kitchen here?"

Lu Chen sniffed the air fiercely with his nose, except for the special woody scent on the living room furniture, he couldn't smell any other smells.

after all.

The living room is separated from the kitchen by an aisle, which is more than 30 meters.

If this is the case, then the little girl's sense of smell is too sensitive, right?

Thinking of this, Lu Chen suddenly thought of something.

He hurriedly said to the little girl in his arms:

"Nan Nan, smell me quickly! See if you can remember the smell of me!"

As soon as this remark came out, the photographer was taken aback.

He hurriedly snatched the little girl from Lu Chen's arms, for fear that the little girl would be tarnished by Lu Chen.

"Brother! This is a live broadcast, what are you talking about?"

The audience in the live broadcast room were also startled by Lu Chen's words.

【I go!What is Brother Lu talking about?I won't miss him tomorrow, will I? 】

【She's just a child!You can do it all? ? ? 】

[Smell or something, it's too perverted, right?Normal people who play this kind of play! 】

【…】

Lu Chen looked at the overreacting photographer, rolled his eyes and explained:
"What! Isn't Nan Nan unable to recognize people? She has such a good sense of smell, I'll let her try to distinguish people by smell!"

Hearing Lu Chen's words, the photographer felt relieved and hugged the little girl on the sofa.

"Then you should have told me earlier! I thought you were going to do something!"

The little girl looked at Lu Chen with big eyes flickering, and then moved her head closer.

Xiao Qiong sniffed her nose vigorously, then said to Lu Chen:
"I smell the fish soup and the wine!"

After asking about the smell of alcohol on Lu Chen's body, the little girl pinched her nose with her hands, feeling very uncomfortable.

Now it was the photographer's turn to be shocked.

The photographer stared at the little girl in front of him dumbfounded, and then looked up at Lu Chen.

"Brother, this is amazing! You can even smell it!"

They didn't know how many hours ago they ate fish and drank, and the smell had long since dissipated.

Unexpectedly, the little girl could smell it.

The photographer looked at the little girl with excitement.

"Nannan! You smell what I smell like!"

The little girl just moved towards the photographer, but was hugged by Lu Chen.Lu Chen looked at the photographer with disdain and said:
"You've been carrying the camera all day, how can you taste it!"

After speaking, he carried the little girl and walked towards the kitchen.

The photographer wants to cry but has no tears.

"Don't bring such fun! Brother!"

The kitchen was filled with thick smoke.

The lady is still busy, and there are many expensive ingredients on the cooking table.

Sea cucumbers and abalones, and lobsters as long as Lu Chen's forearm.

Seeing Lu Chen coming in with the little girl in his arms, the lady waved the spatula and smiled at Lu Chen:

"The dishes are not so good! Let me tell you that my cooking is delicious. Nan Nan and my niece eat it up every time!"

"If I hadn't been in business, I would still be a chef by now."

The earrings on the lady's ears kept dangling, and with the delicate smile on her face, she looked dazzling.

A beauty of this level doesn't look like someone who frequents the kitchen.

However, Lu Chen did not refute the lady's interest, but nodded and followed her words:
"That's good, after driving for so long, I'm a little hungry too!"

It's just that the expression of the little girl in his arms became a little subtle.

While frying the vegetables, the lady called out to Lu Chen:
"Lu Luchen, help me get that jar of salt over there."

When we were in the car, the lady and Lu Chen had already introduced each other, and they were no longer so unfamiliar.

Holding the little girl in his arms, Lu Chen picked up the jar on the table, and when he saw the tiny cube crystals inside, his face became weird.

"Sister Jing. Are you sure it contains salt? Why does it look like white sugar?"

Although Lu Chen doesn't usually cook, he still has the most basic common sense in life.

Salt is basically in the form of fine particles, and rarely has the shape of such a square crystal.

"Hey! How is it possible, I poured the salt myself!"

With that said, the lady walked up to Lu Chen, dipped some crystals from the jar with her slender fingers, and put them in her mouth.

The confident expression on his face instantly turned bitter.

"Bah! So sweet!"

As expected by Lu Chen, this jar is not salt at all, but white sugar.

Thinking of the lady in front of him who couldn't tell the difference between sugar and salt, Lu Chen's face became weird.

"Sister Jing, do you often cook?"

The lady in front of her shook her head: "No! It's just that one day Nannan wanted to eat something in the middle of the night, so I got up and cooked some noodles, but she said it was delicious!"

"I didn't even know I had such a talent for cooking!"

The lady covered her red lips, her big eyes bent into crescent moons and said to Lu Chen with a smile.

And Lu Chen looked helplessly at the little girl in his arms, and said with only two voices:
"Nannan. This shouldn't kill anyone, right?"

The little girl blinked innocently, and then said in a somewhat uncertain tone:
"If it's uncle, you shouldn't be able to die, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen panicked even more.

Hey guys, is backstabbing a traditional skill in your family? ? ?

The drunk girl complained to herself.

Now you saved your daughter yourself, but you want to poison me? ? ?

"That, Miss Jing, is it possible..."

Just as Lu Chen wanted to confess, the little girl in his arms pulled her sleeves.

Then the little girl lay beside Lu Chen's ear and begged:

"Please, my sister and I had a hard time not letting mother know about it."

Perhaps because of her own illness, the little girl is very well-behaved and sensible, and she doesn't want to make the lady sad because of this.

Lu Chen looked at the high-spirited lady in front of him, his heart softened after all, and he sighed helplessly.

"I mean, is it possible for Nannan to identify us by smell, she has a very keen sense of smell!"

(End of this chapter)