The life I long for is the God of Food

"This soup sells for 188, no problem!"

Huang Lei sighed while drinking, "Add a 0 to the back, I also think it's worth it!"

Fan Sichen heard his hand shake, and the soup in the bowl was almost spilled.

Add a 0 again? Feelings are not paid by you, Mr. Huang, right?

Looking at the spilled soup, Fan Sichen felt distressed again, and quickly licked the soup off his hand secretly.

It's really delicious, so good that it makes you doubt life.

Although Fan Sichen can't admit this at all, he can't deny it.

"This force has been conquered by Yu Nong's soup, haha, I saw him lick his fingers!"

"This operation 6, will you lick the empty bowl later?"

"Haha, I think it's possible. "

"My Chenchen is so handsome, how can he lick his fingers! I must be wrong."

...

Then no one spoke, everyone just snorted and drank the soup in front of them.

The sight of everyone drinking soup is also very interesting.

Huang Lei took a sip, shook his head and admired, and then drank again, each sip had an aftertaste process.

He Jiong drank the soup with both hands holding the bowl, cautiously, and every sip he drank with a happy face.

Dahua and Peng Peng are like cows chewing peonies, they drink it in three sips and two sips, they are not afraid of being hot, they are too enjoyable to drink, and then they look at the soup in other people's bowls with a greedy look 593.

Jiang Shuying drank it in small sips, and she couldn't see that the soup was getting less, as if she wanted to prolong this process of enjoying the delicacy indefinitely.

Fan Sichen drank the soup interestingly, frowned before drinking, seemed to be very reluctant, when he drank it, he enjoyed it, and then regretted his expression: Why is this soup so delicious? How can I think Yu Nong's soup is delicious? It must be that I feel wrong, take another sip!

As for the staff of the program team, they can only carry the camera on the side and drool, and they are the most uncomfortable.

Oh, and the audience.

"My day, how can I break it if I want to drink it too much? brothers!"

"Book me a ticket to Yunxi Village immediately, I must taste what is the reputation of this seaweed soup!"

"I want to go downstairs to the fried noodle stall and order five bowls of seaweed soup, do you think the boss will treat me like a fool?!"

"If the owner of the fried noodles is also watching the live broadcast, probably not. "

...

The audience was full of words, and there was really an empty bowl to lick after the end, but it was not Fan Sichen, but Dahua and Peng Peng.

The two wanted to drink a second bowl, but they were so hungry that they could only watch the soup in other people's bowls lick their own bowls, and they had a good time.

In fact, Fan Sichen also wanted to lick it, but he was embarrassed, so he could only resist the temptation and tell himself desperately in his heart: This is a live broadcast, this is a live broadcast, and you must pay attention to the image and pay attention to the image..

Fan Sichen chattered for a long time, and suddenly reacted: Is he eating in a restaurant, do you want to eat?

"Ahem.."

Fan Sichen coughed twice, his face was slight, and he said indistinctly: "That.. Yu Nong, and then give each person a bowl of seaweed soup. "

Fan Sichen is a little painful, although he is an artist, he earns a lot of money.

But it will cost him thousands of dollars to drink a bowl of soup for each guest, and this main dish is not served, isn't it?

But it can't be helped, Yu Nong's cooking is delicious.

"Yes, yes!"

Dahua and Peng Peng nodded desperately, "Come up with a bowl.. Three bowls, oh no, five bowls! Master (brother) Your seaweed soup is so delicious!"

Fan Sichen rolled his eyes in his heart, five bowls? !

Not only Dahua and Peng Peng, but also Huang Lei, He Jiong and Jiang Shuying also looked a little moved.

But unexpectedly, Yu Nong shook his head resolutely.

"Our new rule is that each person can only order one dish at a time. "

The crowd froze.

"666, I'm still so individual!"

"Is this what the legend says. . . Hunger Marketing?!"

"This Yu Nong is very much, don't you have a business to do, isn't it stupid? or (cbfd) we have the best Chenchen!"

"Patience, patience . . . When Lao Tzu becomes the house manager, I can't see if I will seal up all of you brain-dead fans and dogs!"

...

"What kind of rule are you?"

Jiang Shuying shouted dissatisfiedly.

She still has half a bowl of soup in her hand, and she is reluctant to drink it, if she can have a few more bowls, she can let go and drink it.

"Unhappy?"

Yu Nong raised his eyebrows, "Then go and eat somewhere!"

"You.."

Jiang Shuying held back for a long time, and shouted angrily: "Bad guy! I don't want to talk to you!"

"Okay.."

Huang Lei looked helpless, "Less, the store is yours, we all listen to you."

Yu Nong nodded, and said slowly: "Isn't the guest going to invite all of us to dinner, I'm naturally included..." You can't order any more, but I can give you my share. "

"Really!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Then, looking at each other, a faint smell of gunpowder began to fill the air.

Huang Lei coughed lightly: "I'm the oldest in my grade, so everyone should have no opinion if I am less than this bowl of soup." "

Peng Peng was the first to disagree: "Teacher Huang, I'm still the youngest." "

Dahua glared at him: "I'm young, so I should give my brother good things, how good my brother usually treats you, give me this bowl of soup." "

"Dahua!" He Jiong said with a bitter face: "You Teacher He, I have a little stomach discomfort today, I feel much better after drinking the thick seaweed soup, maybe another bowl of stomach problems will be cured, can you let me go."

Jiang Shuying said helplessly: "Teacher He, don't pretend, you were still red before you came.. I'm a guest, a guest, and I should be given it!"

"Shuying, you haven't finished your bowl yet, you're too greedy!"

"Who let yourself drink too fast!"

"Hehe, I said, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue, you guys are too much!"

"Yes, yes, I'm young.."

...

"Ahem.."

Suddenly, Fan Sichen coughed a few more times, and said lightly: "Everyone, don't forget who paid today." "

Well, it's the boss who has the money.

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

Yu Nong nodded with satisfaction, looked at Fan Sichen, and spoke: "Do you want it?"

Fan Sichen nodded expectantly.

"Good. Yu Nong said: "Chenghui, 388." "

Fan Sichen shouted: "Why is it so expensive?!"

Yu Nong glanced at him and said lightly: "Because... I'd love to!"_

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