The Food Revolution in the Mecha Era

Chapter 52: Operation CD (2)
Finding that the other two were still in the final liquidation process, Feng Yan took time to look at Qian Bai Zhi, and said, "Sister Bai Zhi, you eat too little, I ate more than you when I was eight years old." Buried in the rice bowl again.

Thousand Baizhi: "..."

However, although Qian Baizhi was a little speechless to this sentence, she was also thinking in her heart, is it true that she eats too little, or seeing Fengyan eat so much all the time, she grew so tall at the age of 14, she, um, It doesn't look so standard.

Does she need to increase her appetite in the future?
Another minute or two later, the last dim sum on the table was taken by Feng Yan, and all six plates were emptied.

Feng Yan and the little fat man also completely slumped on the chairs, one or two were rubbing their stomachs, hiccupping, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

"Hicc, hey, you haven't answered me at the same table, where did you buy it from? I'm going to eat it tomorrow."

"I did." Qian Baizhi replied lightly.

"Oh, what did you do?" The little fat man picked out his ear, "What did you say? You did it yourself?"

Feng Yan also showed a surprised expression on the side, obviously neither of them thought of this answer.

"Damn it, my tablemate! You didn't lie to me, did you? Your cooking skills are as good as the God of Cooking! You don't know that I almost swallowed my tongue when I ate." The little fat man widened his eyes and looked He looked at Qian Baizhi in surprise.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. These are just home-cooked dishes, very common." Qian Baizhi replied very calmly.

Hearing this, the little fat man had an embarrassing look on his face, "You are still ordinary? Then, didn't I eat all the pig feed?"

Feng Yan nodded at the side again, yes, yes, this is an ordinary home-cooked dish, so all she ate before was fodder.

The pig feed is not enough, but the taste is really not very good.But Qian Baizhi still didn't say this, she just said, "It's just that the recipe is a little different from the ones you have eaten. Alright, pack up and go back to the classroom when you're full."

Obviously, the little fat man didn't change the subject so quickly, he was still asking questions on the way back, and finally Qian Baizhi said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you." After that, the little fat man died down, and he Although he is a foodie, he is a master who only eats but does not cook. He also tried it when he was eight years old, but it ended with the kitchen blowing up. He also knew that he did not have this talent, so he stopped paying attention to this aspect.

The class in the afternoon is very normal. Here is the class that Qian Baizhi can understand. Finally, it is no longer mathematics and physics. Although she does not understand a lot in the history class, she can understand the words anyway, one word at a time. She can understand what the teacher is talking about when the words are linked together. It is not like a math class. I know every word and I can understand it. Why do I not know it when it is linked?
After school, the three of them also left together. On the way to the school gate, the little fat man rubbed his stomach and licked his face and looked at Qian Baizhi, "Same table, do you still bring lunch tomorrow?"

Both Fengyan and the little fat man looked at Qian Baizhi expectantly with staring eyes, and she couldn't say no to it, but it was the difference between doing more and doing less, Qian Baizhi would not refuse, nodded, "Of course brought."

Then they asked about their tastes, and found that the answers they got were, "Eat whatever you cook!" It seemed that they had already believed in Qian Baizhi's cooking skills.

At the school gate, the three said goodbye and went back to their respective homes.

(End of this chapter)