Chapter 150 Coming often from now on

  People don’t know that Chi Wei’s real cooking skills.

   and have certain expectations.

  But after the bowl of noodles was really out, I was still dumbfounded.

  Why... it looks dark?

  And it's still a bit fuzzy.

  All of a sudden, everyone's complexion changed, but they soon adapted to it: God has treated Professor Chi with special preference. Ordinary people, who can have such a mind and such an achievement? It’s just cooking, no need to do it.

only……

  Everyone's mentality has also changed.

  Fu Ye sounds like, have you ever eaten dishes made by the professor?

  A bowl of noodles is battered like this, the dish...it was a bit unimaginable for a while.

  Only Fu Shiyan, who was still calm, slowly put down the bowl of noodles in front of everyone, sat down very naturally, and started eating.

  On the eggs, there are broken eggshells.

The man's chopsticks paused slightly, as if nothing had happened, he picked up the eggshell, slowly picked up a piece of noodles, and tasted a bite, his expression stiffened, but soon returned to normal, and then he immediately met Chi Wei's concerned and expectant gaze: "How does it taste?"

  Fu Shiyan: "..."

  This bowl of noodles was saltier than he thought.

  It’s still a bit fuzzy.

  But he can’t say.

  The man's thin lips pressed lightly, his standard smile raised again, and he praised without hesitation: "Although it looks ordinary, it tastes great. It is the most special noodle I have ever eaten."

   After a pause, it seemed that the boast was not sincere enough, and continued: "The soup is rich and the noodles are moderately soft and hard. It is a once-eating experience, which will never be remembered forever."

  Summarize one word: wonderful.

What    says is the same as it really is.

  Not to mention Chi Wei, even the onlookers who have not tasted the noodles on the sidelines were baffled by this praise.

  Although this is just a bowl of seemingly ordinary noodles, it is still a bit battered, but Professor Chi’s shot must be a fine product. Maybe this bowl of noodles is just not good, but in fact, is it not as delicious as Michelin?

  They cannot be deceived by this simple appearance.

The more you thought about it, the more people condemned their superficial self, and even the prosperous face with this bowl of noodles became more delicate. The noodles are noodles, the eggs are eggs, and the sincerity of Professor Chi is mixed in it... …

  Ike is also a little overwhelmingly praised.

  The trace of unconfidence that had originally arisen in his heart also disappeared completely at this moment, and there was a little more joy in his eyes: "Really?"

  Fu Shiyan nodded: "Delicious."

  Speaking, he took another bite.

  I was almost choked by the salty, but I managed to manage the emoji very quickly, and I didn’t see any problems.

  Chi Wei's eyes also became bright, looking at the first bowl of noodles in his life, he suddenly became a little greedy: "Then me too, have a taste?"

  Fu Shiyan:…………

   "Teacher, why do you want to fight with me?"

  The man's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was lazy and wanton, the corners of his mouth were lifted, his tone of voice was loose, and he moved the bowls and chopsticks in his hand calmly, his movements were still extremely natural, and he could barely see any flaws.

  The pond was not taken aback.

  I didn't expect her to have such a good culinary talent.

  The porridge made for the first time was very authentic, and the longevity noodles this time made Fu Shiyan even more delicious.

  The corners of the little girl’s lips went up frantically. After being praised, she raised her head even more. She could not help but persuade her gently: "Since you like it, I will come often in the future and make more bowls for you."

  "……"

   "It's not necessary." Fu Shiyan pulled the corners of his lips again: "Can't delay your time."

  (End of this chapter)