Go to another world with the system

Chapter 19 The Art of Eating
It's just that for some reason, people in front of him always give Mr. Lian Xu a sense of disobedience, as if something is wrong.

The screams behind him came one after another, and they were so penetrating that they could probably be heard clearly outside the door.

Mr. Lianxu frowned and glanced behind him, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, didn't he say that the eldest son of the Kong family is gentle but indifferent, but a snow-capped flower that can be seen from a distance and not be played with?Isn't this coquettish like?

Putting aside his doubts, Mr. Lian Xu's eyes fell on the examiner's desk who was scribbling, and he didn't look at the Wushuang son who had his own special effects.

"Kong Yinfei" brows moved imperceptibly.

Did this girl find out?
He coughed lightly, the examiner's shoulders trembled, and he raised his head and gave him a dissatisfied look.

Reminder is reminder, what kind of dark energy is used?
He raised his shoulders and looked at the word that was badly written just now with great regret.

Mr. Lian Xu didn't know about the dispute between the two of them, so she raised her hand and pointed.

"Like that!"

When the examiner was about to take the teacup, Kong Yinfei's eyes also sank.

Sure enough, it was discovered?

They added a deceptive fragrance to the censer, and then used the eldest son as a lure to tempt these people's determination?
This woman is not easy!
The two looked at each other: Could it be a spy sent by another family?
Seeing that the two were only looking at each other affectionately and had no intention of responding to him at all, Mr. Lian Xu could only sigh, and took two steps forward, pointing to the cup on the table under the serious and heavy eyes of the two.

The two who were waiting in battle were a little dumbfounded.

Mr. Lian Xu was still talking.

"Grape wine luminous cup, such a cup is suitable for drinking small wine, drinking tea? It's a bit strange."

"Oh?" The examiner's name is Kong Yang, and everyone in the mansion knows that he loves those romances, never leaves his mouth for tea, and never leaves his pen.

"What does the girl mean?"

Lian Xujun twitched the tip of his nose and smiled.

"Drinking oolong tea, you should still use a purple sand pot."

She looked at the snacks on the table again and frowned.

"Good dim sum, what a pity!"

Kong Yang raised his eyebrows.

"What a pity?" This is plum blossom cake made by the best cook in the mansion!The recipe was passed down from Donglin!If it wasn't for the eldest son getting bored again, these ordinary people wouldn't even be able to see it!
This plainly dressed girl of unknown origin said it was a pity?
Sensing the instant dissatisfaction of the examiner, Mr. Lian Xu blinked his eyes in confusion.

"Yes, of course it's a pity. Can't a good pastry not be so boxy?"

Kong Yang pushed the dim sum plate forward.

"Square or round, does it make a difference?"

Lian Xujun looked around.

"Of course there is a difference." She reached out and pointed to the plate of pastries again, "Is there a knife? The smaller one."

Kong Yang waved his hand and ordered people to take it, waiting to see what tricks the girl could play.

When someone sent a white jade-like knife, Mr. Lian Xu was even more sure of his guess about the Confucian man.

After thanking Kong Yang, in front of everyone, she sliced ​​and pressed the cakes, and finally raised her hand to pick off a few flower petals on top of her head, and then handed the plate back again.

If all this hadn't happened before his eyes, Kong Yang would have wondered if this was the same plum cake!
The original boxy dim sum was cut into flower shapes, and the cut part was arranged into flower branches by Mr. Lian Xu, with white skin, purple red bean paste filling, and light yellow petals that constantly exude a faint fragrance of plum blossoms. Three colors spell out a simple picture of that pastry.

Lian Xujun scratched his head in embarrassment.

"My technique is not professional. If I let the cook in the mansion do it, it must be more refined."

"Is this what you call the art of eating?"

　Bai Gu: Hey, after talking for a long time, you just pulled out this little thing?Too childish, right?Can readers be convinced?
　　Lian Xujun: Let me ask you, do you eat glutinous rice cakes made of shit?

　　you win!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)