"Old lady." Ye Fei was surprised to see the old lady.
Just now, when the guests in the front row were modest, ye Fei saw them.
"Xiao Fei!" The small Mo arranges in the back, the dint of toward leaf Fei say hello.
Zhao Gushen said with a smile: "we also get tickets. Come and have a taste."
When Zhao Gu saw it, ye Fei's face was very hot.
Although it's by the oven now, it's already hot, but ye Fei knows it's different.
"Which would you like to try, old lady?" Ye Fei asked.
"Do you have any recommendations?" The old lady was reluctant to move her eyes. "I want to eat everything."
"How about chicken legs?" Ye Fei suggested with a smile, "I'm afraid it's hard for you. Chicken skin fat is too high, not very healthy, this Hangzhou pepper with cheese, I don't know if it suits your taste. If you are curious to have a taste, I'll bake it for you after the game. There are other kinds. I'll get more. "
"The main reason is that the competition time is limited, I dare not make too many kinds." Ye Fei explained.
"Chicken leg, then." Said the old lady.
Ye Fei gave the old lady a bunch.
Zhao Gushen and others did not jump the queue, still ranking behind the original guests.
See the next guest, ye Fei a Leng: "you robbed the ticket?"
"Yes, yes!" Originally, this is the guest who came to Ye Fei at the beginning, "I managed to get it. Unfortunately, when I went to change tickets just now, I asked the staff if I could buy a bottle of beer. I'm sure everything is ready for this cooking competition, and I can't miss beer. But they just won't sell it to me. Otherwise, beer with string roast is a perfect match
On hearing this, the people behind nodded: "that's right!"
“……” Ye Fei a Zhi, just can't cry smile ground say, "you can be really witty."
"What would you like to try this time?" Ye Fei asked.
"I'd like to try the roast chicken skin." The man gazed at the roast chicken skin and kept swallowing.
Ye Fei gave him a string.
And so on other people also bought, somehow, Zhao Gushen fell in the last.
Xiao ruofeng and Li Xiaoyun both chose a string, and Xiaomo padded his feet: "Xiaofei, I want to roast chicken legs."
"Good." Ye Fei gave him a bunch, and the little guy ran to the side to eat.
"Godmother, what's the smell of that?" The little guy stares at Li Xiaoyun's Roasted Hangzhou pepper, "delicious?"
"It's delicious. Xiaofei baked it. Isn't it delicious?" Li Xiaoyun said with a smile, "do you want to eat?"
The little guy's eyes were staring at the roasted Hangzhou pepper and nodded quickly.
"If you want to eat, just say it! I'll beat around the bush with you. " Li Xiaoyun flicked his head. He must have learned from Zhao Gushen.
At this time, Zhao Gushen has already stood in front of Ye Fei.
I haven't seen it since I was in a hurry backstage.
So it's too late to be shy.
But now Zhao Gushen stops in front of her, and ye Fei thinks of the backstage.
"Why are you all up here?" Ye Fei asked in a low voice.
"The old lady wants to come up and taste your kebab. I said you bake it for her in private. She said it was different. We have to support you on the spot. " Zhao Gushen explained with a smile.
"I didn't expect the old lady to come." Ye Fei's face is feverish.
I want to know if the old lady said anything when she saw Xiaomo.
But it's not easy to ask now.