Chapter 1323

On the seventh day of the summer, he picked up the glass of fruit juice in front of him and said with a smile to his friends: "then I'll replace wine with fruit juice. I wish our friendship will last forever and all of us will be more advanced in technology in the future! Cheers

"Cheers -" everyone raised their glasses in front of them and said in unison.

"Well, Morrel, you'll try some of our craft first!" When everyone put down the glass, Charlie hurriedly pointed to the good dishes they cooked in front of him and proposed to the seventh day of the summer.

On the seventh day of the summer, he looked down and said with a smile, "let me have a look. This is... Honey salmon?"

"Yes, I made it. Try it!" Charlie nodded and said with a smile.

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven o'clock, took a fork and tasted it. Under Charlie's expectant eyes, he slowly opened his mouth and said with a smile, "it tastes good... Better than I expected!"

Charlie was relieved and said with a smile, "I'm ashamed to say that I only know this dish except for frying steak."

"Your steak is burnt occasionally, too!" Small K hit some proud Charlie, Charlie picked eyebrows, cold hum a way: "that's better than you can make a mistake sauce!"

"It was just a mistake, Morrel. This is my spaghetti. Try it!" Small K not convinced to recommend their own dish.

"Well, I'll try it too!" On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun pressed her shoulder and said in a soft voice, "I'll do it!"

At the beginning of summer, Feng Xun nodded at seven o'clock and saw that he was worried about the bad taste of their pasta, which affected his appetite.

"Give boss a try!" Seeing this, Xiao K enthusiastically recommends his "good dish". Feng Xun thinks about it and chooses a little for himself.

Seeing Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer eat their own pasta, Xiao K can't help but ask expectantly, "what's the taste?"

"It's just so so..."

"The taste is OK..."

Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer opened their mouths at the same time, but Feng Xun's cold tone sounded more critical, while the seventh day of the summer was more encouraging.

Little K's expression was stagnant for a moment. He didn't seem to know whether his pasta was good or bad. Charlie sneered and whispered, "that's very polite!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he gave Feng Xun a secret twist and gave him a wink. He asked him to be polite. They spoke again and made a new evaluation.

Just this time, Feng Xun changed his evaluation to: "be in line with the rules..."

And on the seventh day of the summer, he said with a smile, "I don't have much research on spaghetti, but I think it's like ketchup is a little bit too sour, and the others are not bad!"

Little K laughs and quickly takes his glass to cover up his embarrassment. Charlie knows that Morrel must be embarrassed to criticize. He quickly selects a part of it on his plate and says, "I'll try it!"

As soon as she tasted it, she almost spurted it out. She quickly picked up her glass and drank a mouthful of red wine. She waved her hand and said, "Morrel, you and boss Feng are too polite to him. It's a little sour. It's too sour. I said little K doesn't know seasoning at all!"

Little K can only reluctantly bring his own pasta, taste it by himself, eyebrows also trembled, embarrassed to explain: "sorry, I don't know the amount of ketchup, accidentally put a little more!"

"You can solve this dish of pasta by yourself." Charlie glared at him and said with a smile to the seventh day of the summer and Feng Xun, "don't be poisoned by this dish!"

On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun could not help laughing. He also took his glass and drank half of it, as if he could dissipate the strong taste of ketchup in his mouth.

"I don't have any cooking skills. I made it. You guys can make do with it!" Raymond sheepishly pointed to the "good dish" he prepared, and introduced to Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer: "this is my vegetable salad!"

"It looks like a hodgepodge!" The seventh day of the summer laughed and joked.

This time, Feng Xun didn't dare to let Xiachu seven taste it rashly. First, he tasted it himself and found that there was no peculiar smell. Then he gave Xiachu seven a little bit. He didn't forget to whisper: "little girl, salad is cold dish. You should eat less!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven, lowered his head, tasted two mouthfuls, and said with a smile to Raymond, "it's not bad, Raymond. It's hard for you, too!"

"I wish it wasn't bad!" Ramon breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "in fact, I want to make my favorite French fries and chicken rolls, but I can't cut them well. I can only make this one!"

"Now there's only Luther's food left. I think only Luther can handle the cooking skills of the four of us!"

When Charlie said this, he pointed to several other dishes and said to the seventh day of the summer, "you see, the rich dishes are all made by the boss. We don't even have to fight!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he and Feng Xun look down and find that the dishes mentioned by Charlie really look good, but they are no less than those of the restaurant.

"This dish should look like a bacon cheese roll..." in the seventh day of the summer, I picked up one of them, tasted it, and then showed an amazing expression: "it's delicious and delicious. It's delicious!"

"Is this fried cod?" Feng Xun pointed to another dish and asked Luther.

"Yes, I found COD in your kitchen, so I thought of such a dish!" Luther nodded and said with a smile, "it's just that the cooking is not very good!"

Feng Xun took the lead in tasting it. He was always picky. When he tasted Luther's fried cod, he nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression: "it's pretty good. This dish looks simple, but it's not simple. It's not easy to keep the tenderness of COD, but it's also hard to fry it crispy outside. You've kept both of them!"

"Well, let me have a taste!" Early summer seven said with a smile, several other people, have also picked up a fork clip, have thumbs up.

"Boss, you are a great cook!" Charlie is the first to praise, small K also a face of shame, and as a foodie Raymond is a breath to eat three.

"I'm far from the chef. In terms of color, fragrance, it's far less than Feng Xun!" Luther shook his head with a smile, looked at the dishes on the table that had not been touched, and sighed sincerely: "if I guess correctly, the remaining dishes are all made by Feng Xun!"

"No, I only made two courses, and gave the rest to professional chefs. After all, today we come to the manor for dinner, I hope you can at least have enough!" Feng Xun seldom laughed and joked, but he began to laugh on the seventh day of the summer.