Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

The public did not dare to speak any more. First, they saw Mei Jing's glib tongue and knew that they could not get any benefits. Second, the smell was so bad that they were afraid to inhale the smell by opening their mouths.

Take the meat, mash it, boil the oil Mei Jing's movements are flowing freely. Watching her cook is a kind of visual enjoyment.

There are a lot of chefs who can use them with one mind, but it is rare that they can be as calm as Meijing.

Meijing's amazing place is not only the movements in her hands, but also the Xianglan and the sparrow with her head outstretched.

These two people are eager to see, just like the children standing in front of the sugar man stand on the street. If people didn't really smell the smell, they would think that Meijing was making some rare food.

Master son is mad, with two girls also crazy?

Everyone looked at the progress of Meijing and the two greedy girls for a while, but no one could notice that Wei Zhedong actually swallowed several spits in secret.

Durian ice cream is yellow in color and looks delicate; durian is crispy and crispy, and looks good; the only stinky tofu that came to the stage last time is dark, and at first glance, it looks like it's not hot and fried.

It is a basic skill for a cook to master the heat accurately, not to mention the person who wants to eat.

Bai Jian got up first and went to the table with his hands behind his back. He began to comment with disdain on his face: "food should be full of color, aroma and taste." smelly "is the test question that food will give you, so let's not talk about the fragrance. The two dishes you made seem to pass, but the last one is out of order

"Yes! Even if you can't fry a thing, you dare to come to the food party! Do you think it's a place for you to learn The middle-aged man quickly help.

Meijing was not in a hurry and reached out to ask: "then, would you like to have a try? If you can fry the tofu into yellow, I'll give you a building as big as this food club. "

Just listening to the previous sentence, the man almost wanted to roll up his sleeves to try, but when he heard Meijing say such a rich and generous word, he was afraid again. Thousands of Novels www.77xs8.com

In front of so many people, if it doesn't blow up, his face will be completely lost.

"Please, gentlemen." Meijing is no longer difficult, please let everyone taste, "in order to let everyone taste, I specially made a big pot, you are welcome."

People looked at each other, no one moved chopsticks.

Wei Zhedong was reserved for a while. Seeing that no one started, he scolded them for being stupid. Then he went to eat and nodded his approval while eating.

He would have to eat more if there were not so many people who hadn't tasted it.

"The president is really positive. It's a pity that the little lady has already married." The middle-aged man has a sour tone and a sneer on his face.

Talking again?

Mei Jingxin is irritable. How does this man love to gossip?

She said in a cold voice, "you don't dare to eat. What's the matter? Don't you dare to go on the night road? Do you still think that people who walk on the night road will encounter ghosts? "

"I dare not! It's not that I haven't eaten a bad meal With indignation, the middle-aged man bit a Durian crisp.

His expression changed from disgust to shock as he chewed. Then he tasted the whole durian crispy.

As a result, he extended his chopsticks to stinky tofu.

Looking at Zhang Jinming's expression, they guessed that the food made by Meijing didn't smell so bad, but it was not clear what the taste was.