Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

Chapter 543: Zai Zai fried meat

  Chapter 543 Cubs are fried

  Looking at the big rabbit staring at him seriously, Kelly suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Um!"

   nodded, he said, "I will not take the initiative to cause trouble."

  Something came to provoke him to say otherwise.

  Daddy Rabbit didn't hear the hidden meaning of his words, and he was satisfied after hearing the sound, and then continued to eat noodles.

  The conversation between the two rabbits, in short, I don’t know for the time being, and the father of the rabbit does not want to make things too much and embarrass his cubs.

  But the facts...

  In short, if she knew it, she had a way to make the Wiesen Kelly brothers kneel in front of the gourmet food without fighting back!

  However, she is currently frying chicken legs in a frying pan.

  As for Jin Zhen and Chen Wu, because the senior called to say that the food on the stall was gone, they asked to send a batch to them.

  In short, let the two of them put the meatballs, French fries, chicken rice noodles, fried pork chops and other fried snacks that were fried in advance and put in the incubator to hurry and send them over.

  This is the third batch of goods that the two made up today, and the last batch of snacks.

  Thanks to the strong purchasing power of Di Zong students and outsiders, the food originally planned to last until the end of the evening activities can be sold for at most an hour.

   However, the earliest closing does not mean that they will be able to secure the first place in this event. Revenue and satisfaction rate are two very important selections.

  Satisfaction rate, she is not worried about the income···

Think of those former classmates of the Mecha Manufacturing Department who have produced small mechas that can not be worn on humans and drive, but are as fully functional as the civilian version of mechas. In short, I think the esophagus department wants to beat the mechas in terms of revenue. Manufacturing department is very difficult.

  The chopsticks casually picked up the chicken legs and placed them in the tumbling oil pan. In brief, he sighed in the rich fragrance.

  I tried my best!

  I really lose to the mecha manufacturing department in terms of revenue, and there is no way.

  In any era, products related to people's livelihood are not as amazing as the benefits created by high-tech products.

  Mecha, an item that cannot be resisted by men, women or children, is even more outstanding.

In front of the oil pot, I did two things with one heart and one mind. Outside the classroom, I sucked a bowl of noodles, and Xia Xiaohu took a deep breath, and said with an aria with an intoxicated expression on Mao’s face, "Zi Zai. Fried meat!"

  "Big drumstick, looking forward to ing···"

  "Is the meat delicious?" Kelly's noodles were also finished. It was the first time he had eaten this kind of food, and he felt that tomato-flavored noodles were the most delicious food in the world.

  Ignorant, he does not understand the power of meat at this time.

  Just like now, he didn't understand why this group of non-humans and Lu Ji, humans, would show expectation and yearning when they heard the words of this fat tiger.

   has lived steadily for thousands of years, and in the eyes of most races and civilizations of the vortex galaxy, it is a demon tree greeting the spring, all in this state.

  He admitted that what is said to be fried meat is really fragrant...

  Well, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, it seems to be more fragrant.

  The fragrance also exudes a very magical smell.

  This smells so strange, he hadn't smelled it before.

  Yes, it's the flood of saliva that can't be controlled.

   "Little boy, teach you a truth, of all the food, meat is truly stunning!"

  Felida, a loyal carnivorous lover, looked at Kelly with a thoughtful look, and talked with him about the delicacy of the meat with a smile.

  There are a lot of meat lovers here. Together with Felida’s talk, Dad Rabbit and the others have joined the ‘meat support club’, even the taciturn and less talkative Grandpa Rabbit is no exception.

  (End of this chapter)