Fantasy System

Smelling the scent of the tempting cuisine, Yukih Nagisa was not open to appetite, but still resisted the urge to look at Mufan: "Mu Fan yarn can not eat down?"

Mufan's face is red, to be honest, this is the first curry rice made with mixed spices.

After a moment of silence, he explained with a smile: "The yarn is busy upstairs, and I will personally give her a copy."

"Oh, then we are welcome."

Wen Yan, Yuki Nichi, did not think much, the hands of the ten and the pears said that I started, and then the three could not wait to take a spoonful of curry into the mouth.

Next, the three women were still holding the spoon.

"How, my material..."

Looking at the appearance of the three people, Mu Fan thought that his cooking should be successful, waiting for him to ask about the taste of the dishes. I saw that the face of Yingli Pear next to her suddenly became ugly, and then stood up with the three of Asuna and vomited in the bathroom.

Seeing the table that became empty in an instant, Mu Fan stayed in the same place.

This scene has fully proved the success of his cuisine.

Overall, this is still good, at least these three girls have kept the basic etiquette of Missy and resisted not spraying at the table.....

No wonder the system is not even qualified to give ~~~

I have some expectations for the fragrance of the outside world.

It turned out to be really dark dishes!

It didn't take long for the three women to come out from the bathroom in a pale face. This time, even the next day, there was a look of unrequited love.

I always feel that something big is going to happen.....

I noticed that the three were full of sorrowful eyes, and Mufan’s heart was screaming. When he was ready to flee the scene, Yingli pear rushed forward and grabbed his collar directly. Tightening the powder punch, screaming at him:

"Mu Fan, do you want to die? Give us something so boring!"

"Difficult to eat? But isn't it good to smell?"

Mu Fan looked helplessly and raised his hands to make a surrender. The pear was loosened by his pear.

"It's really delicious, but it's not that taste."

Yuki Asahi sat back in the chair and said with a bitter face: "Because it is too fragrant, there is only the smell of spices in it, and the spice inequality does not understand?"

"Yeah, only the spice, the real taste inside the curry is destroyed."

珈 璃 感 感 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同 同

"Too much fragrance has become disgusting?"

Mu Fan took out the notebook of Chicheng's leeks and looked at the way of making spices.

In fact, he experimented many times before, but this time, he clearly did not make a mistake according to the above method, why is it so difficult to eat?

And it hurts three women...

Sin, let's do the experiment yourself next time.

Mu Fan’s heart could not help but sigh.

"Mu Fan, and the oil that neutralizes the spices is too much, too much spice and grease, and then beef, greasy, and fragrant, this curry tastes not good."

Yuki, who had tasted a curry meal, sat on the table and looked at the curry in front of him and couldn’t help but retched and said what he had just thought.

Wen Yan, Mu Fan also took a spoon from the kitchen and licked it, could not help but retched: "It turned out to be like this, it seems that it should be used too much grease, you wait for me to do a curry rice again. ”

"Wait a minute!"

When I heard Mufan’s words, the three women’s faces were white at the same time. This time, even if the city of Nguyen was standing up, she stood up and grabbed Mufan’s arm.

"What's wrong, is it anxious? Don't worry, I am cooking very fast."

Mu Fan comforted.

"Stop, you are not cooking at all!"

Yuki Asahi’s eyes are eccentric and admired: “You said to invite everyone to eat today, wouldn’t it be to test your dark dishes? It’s not just fat, but you didn’t find the real neutral spice. The ingredients have changed the taste of the whole."

“Is it inappropriate to match?”

Mu Fan was silent for a moment. After a while, he opened the hands of Asuna, and in the eyes of the three women, they went to the kitchen again.

"Don't worry, your food will soon be fine."

I heard the voice of Mufan again in the kitchen. The three women sat at the table and showed a look of unrequited love.

......

While watching Mufan busy in the kitchen for about 20 minutes, Yingli Pear finally couldn't help but look at Minnai. "Tomorna, if we go back, he is not as good as the food in the small restaurant. ...."

"Feel the same."

珈 璃 璃 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝 绝

"But we are quietly leaving something so bad?"

When I said this, Yuki Asahi also had some guilty conscience.

To be honest, the cooking that Mu Fan did just now, she is not willing to eat again in this life.

That is simply not the scent that people can control.

It is disgusting to think about it.

No wonder Yingli pear said that today is his death hairstyle.

Is it hard to die in Mufan’s home?

"This fool! Think of us as a test."

Yingli pear glanced at Mufan in the kitchen, and she finally understood why Mufan did not call his sister.

This guy obviously used himself as a cooking test.

I can't escape his claws!

"Oh? Who said that I gave you as a test article?"

At this time, Mu Fan came over with a steamer and saw that the unhappy pear pear couldn't help but smile.

"It's you, don't you know that we all vomit?"

Yingli pear clenched his fist and was about to stand up and display a starburst ponytail. He learned about Mufan, but saw the steamer placed on the table by Mufan. He couldn’t help but stunned: "Hey, this time it’s not a curry meal?"

"Crap, can I give you two failed curry rice?"

Mu Fan rolled his eyes and placed his hands on the steamer. Then he said to the three women with apologies: "I'm sorry, I just made a dark meal and hurt you three. As compensation, please try it, I made it. "Thanglong" dumplings."

"Thanglong dumplings?"

Yuki Asahi couldn’t help but stay asleep. When I recalled that I had inadvertently picked up the dumplings wrapped in lobster in the kitchen, I wondered, “Is it a dumpling before?”

"Well, this is the food I am going to get at the food festival tomorrow. I am going to experiment with it today. Can you fight with Chennai?"

Mu Fan smiled.

In fact, he had already wrapped up the Thanglong dumplings, but he did not put them in the steamer. The first time he failed, the second time he couldn't do it for the three women.

As apologetic, Mufan can only put S-class dishes on the table.

Although this may also fail, even if it fails to eat it is no problem, there will be no dark dishes.