But Ji Feiyue thought of the last time who told her about Wei Jinchen's cooking, so she couldn't help swallowing her saliva and pushed his chopsticks away with a dry smile.
"That... That, I eat, I eat." Ji Feiyue didn't say that she didn't want to eat, because it was too hard. After all, people worked hard to make a big table.
It doesn't matter whether it's delicious or not. What's important is that he has that intention.
Wei Jin Chen didn't say anything. He put the eggs in Ji Fei Yue's bowl and put the chopsticks down. He just watched Ji Fei Yue slowly pick up the tableware.
Su Li is also curious about the taste of his young master's cooking this time. It should be OK. After all, the selling looks are better than before.
With two strong lines of vision, Ji Fei Yue's hand holding chopsticks does not shake, how can she suddenly have the illusion that she is going to the battlefield?
Ji Feiyue is a little sad about his idea. He picks up the egg with chopsticks and slowly puts it into his mouth.
Sweet taste gradually full of the whole mouth, let her can't help blinking.
How is it sweet?
She thought he made salted eggs.
However, Wei Jinchen's dishes are far more delicious than she imagined. She can't help nodding, "they taste good."
Smell speech, in the Mou of Wei Jin Chen apparent peep out a few minutes joyful, push a dish of Shanghai green to Ji Fei Yue's front again, "taste this."
Ji Fei Yue picks the next eyebrow and picks up the Shanghai green in front of him. Without saying a word, he bites.
A strange smell suddenly filled the mouth.
Sweet again!?
What the hell?
He didn't put sugar as salt, did he!?
Ji Feiyue's head crossed several black lines in an instant.
"How does it taste?" Wei Jin Chen doesn't make a voice to ask a way.
Ji Fei Yue pinched his thigh and forced himself to swallow the strange Shanghai green in his mouth.
Susu from seems to see something, will already for Ji Fei Yue ready water pushed to her in front, a face of sympathy.
Ji Feiyue took a big drink of water, which just managed to stabilize his facial expression.
Wei Jin Chen takes a panoramic view of Ji Fei Yue's movements. He can't help but slightly coagulate his eyebrows and ask in a voice, "isn't it delicious?"
"No... no, it's delicious."
Ji Fei Yue doesn't know how he says this, and he can't laugh or cry in his heart.
Wei Jinchen knows how to understand people's heart best. He naturally sees some flaws. Regardless of Ji Feiyue's obstruction, he picks up his chopsticks and picks up Shanghaiqing, and slowly sends it to his mouth.
The strange smell filled his mouth and made his brow frown fiercely
The smell
Su Li quickly finds the garbage can and puts it on Wei Jin Chen's leg.
Wei Jin Chen vomited the dish in the mouth, took the water that Ji Fei Yue handed over, drank a few mouthfuls.
Although the smell in his mouth faded, his frown didn't spread at all.
Ji Fei Yue saw this, did not want to smile, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "in fact, it's OK, the taste of this egg is good, you try it."
Say, Ji Fei Yue pushed the egg to Wei Jin Chen's front.
Wei Jinchen picked up the chopsticks and tasted the egg again.
His face didn't go straight down.
How is it sweet?
Isn't he putting salt?