Chapter 150

People don't know that Chi Wei's real cooking.

And have certain expectations.

But after this bowl of noodles really came out of the oven, I still looked silly.

Why... Does it look dark?

And it's a little sticky.

For a moment, everyone's face changed, but they soon adapted: God has given Professor Chi special treatment. Ordinary people, who can have such a mind and such achievements? Just cooking, no need.

Just

Everyone's mentality has changed.

Master Fu sounds like he has eaten the dishes cooked by the professor?

A bowl of noodles has been pasted like this. I can't imagine it for a moment.

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

On the eggs, there are broken eggshells.

The man took a little meal with chopsticks, as if nothing had happened. He picked up the eggshell, slowly picked up a piece of noodles, tasted it, and his expression stiffened, but soon returned to normal. Instead, he immediately looked at the pool with no concern and Expectation: "how's the taste?"

Fu Shiyan: "

This bowl of noodles is saltier than he thought.

It's a little sticky.

But he can't say.

The man's thin lips gently pursed, his standard smile raised again, and praised him without stinginess: "although it looks ordinary, it tastes great. It's the most special noodles I've ever eaten."

After a pause, it seemed that the boast was not sincere enough. He continued: "the soup is rich, and the noodles are moderate in hardness and softness. It's unforgettable to eat once."

To sum up, one word: wonderful.

It's the same as true.

Not to mention Chi Wei, even the onlookers who had not tasted noodles were bluffed by this praise.

Although this is just a bowl of noodles that looks very ordinary and a little burnt, Professor Chi's hand must be high-quality. Maybe this bowl of noodles just doesn't sell well, but in fact, it's not as delicious as Michelin?

They can't be deceived by this simple appearance.

The more you think about it, the more you condemn yourself for being superficial. Moreover, even the appearance of this bowl of noodles looks beautiful. Noodles are noodles, eggs are eggs, and Professor Chi's sincerity is mixed in it

Chi Wei was also praised a little.

Originally, a trace of self-confidence rose in my heart, but also completely disappeared at this moment. There was a bit of joy in my eyes: "really?"

Fu Shiyan nodded: "delicious."

Then he took another bite.

Almost choked by the salt, but I managed the expression very quickly, and I couldn't see any problems.

Chi Wei's eyes also became bright. Looking at the first bowl of noodles in his life, he suddenly felt a little greedy: "then I'll have a taste, too?"

Fu Shiyan:

"Teacher, why rob me?"

The man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his look was lazy and wanton, the corners of his mouth lifted gently, his tone was loose, and quietly moved the dishes and chopsticks at hand. His action was still very natural, and he could hardly see any flaws.

Chi was not stunned.

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

The porridge cooked for the first time was very authentic, and this time the longevity noodles made Fu Shiyan call it delicious.

The little girl's lips rose wildly. After being praised, she became more and more popular. She couldn't help gently persuading: "since you like it, I'll come often in the future and make you more bowls."

“……”

"It's not necessary." Fu Shiyan pulled his lips again: "we can't delay your time."