After wearing a book, I became a small oil bottle

Chapter 1120 The chef who was delayed by the entertainment industry

[Hahahaha, Ono is still the same Ono, he dares to say anything, I love him. 】

[Isn’t my brother right?This game is so childish! 】

[I find that today’s variety shows always don’t let people eat well. 】

【Han Siye is so handsome!When he and Xiaojiu stand together, it's like an idol drama. I beg them to make an idol drama! 】

There was everything in the barrage, but although the audience felt that the game was indeed a bit childish, they still read on with interest.

Yang Fangping had already figured out Han Siye's temperament and knew that he was not really unhappy. He was just complaining casually, so he joked: "Why, are you afraid that you won't have breakfast?"

Han Sinye glanced sideways at his old father and snorted, "I have no confidence in him."

Not to be outdone, Han Xiao immediately yelled back, "You kid... I still don't have confidence in you! Who doesn't know that we have a plastic father-son relationship?"

Everyone present laughed, and soon the game officially started.

First, Su Jiu guessed that she was really in a dilemma.Because my father is not picky about food on weekdays, he likes both Chinese and Western breakfasts. It is really difficult to choose two breakfasts from more than a dozen kinds, and they have to be the same as what my father chooses.

There was no other way. After thinking about it, she wrote down on the drawing board her father's favorite food, Xiao Long Bao, and her favorite braised beef noodles.

Over there, Su Shengjing had also finished writing. He didn't seem to hesitate much. Yang Fangping was as excited as the audience, "Okay, now let's take a look, what is Xiaojiu writing about?"

Su Jiu turned the drawing board over and said in a sweet voice, "I wrote these two. If I remember correctly, my father likes to eat Xiaolongbao. Especially the Xiaolongbao made by my mother, it is his favorite. I Well, I like braised beef noodles, especially those made by my mother, they are really, really delicious."

In fact, my mother seldom cooks because there are helpers at home.But her cooking skills are really good, more than enough to open a private restaurant.It’s just that my mother said that she doesn’t cook for others, only for her and her father.

Audience, [Where can I buy the Xiao Long Bao and Braised Beef Noodles made by the beautiful lady Anyuan? 】

[Help, just listening to Xiaojiu’s talk makes me hungry! 】

[Being smart, I already picked up my phone and ordered takeout. 】

...

"It seems that Xiaojiu's mother is a chef who has been delayed by the entertainment industry!" Yang Fangping smiled and turned to Su Shengjing, "Now let's see, what did Xiaojiu's father write? Can he and Xiaojiu enjoy the sumptuous meal? Where’s the breakfast? Come on, 3, 2, 1——”

Su Shengjing also turned the drawing board over, and it clearly read: Xiao Long Bao, Braised Beef Noodles.

Su Jiu, "...!!"

No way, dad actually wrote the same thing as her!
Everyone present was surprised, and Han Xiao couldn't help but said: "Good guy, are you two father and daughter so in tune with each other? I'm so sad!"

Su Shengjing glanced at him and said proudly: "That's right. But it's a pity that you don't have such a little cotton-padded jacket. I can only express my sympathy to you."

Han Xiao, "...!"

Hiss, this guy really deserves a beating!
Even Xiao Yang and Li Kaiwen, two people without daughters, felt that Su Shengjing's proud face deserved a beating, but Chen Ke was indifferent to Yourong and became a little proud inexplicably.

However, what shocked Han Xiao and the others the most was that the sons did not guess what their father wanted for breakfast. Apparently, they did not pay attention to observe and understand each other, and in short, they did not pay too much attention to it.

There was a burst of barrage, [Facts have proved: Su Shengjing is undoubtedly the winner in life. 】

(End of this chapter)