After he commented on the finished products of the three people one after another, Jian Yan tasted them. Then, she looked at the boss with a strange expression and tightened her ruddy lips.

This man···

It was a little unexpected.

Taste is very sensitive. If you join the culinary industry, you are a chef who can easily climb to the top with talent.

It's a pity.

She sighed in her heart. Jian Yan listened attentively to the comments of the remaining people. When all the comments were finished, all the people present and furry looked at her.

Chen Wu couldn't wait to ask, "master, it's your turn to comment."

In short, without hesitation, "my point of view is the same as Mr. mu."

Mr. Mu's evaluation is very pertinent. He has tasted the advantages and disadvantages. He really wants to dig the foot of the wall.

Chen Wu asked again, "do we still have room for progress?"

In short, he thought about it and said, "there must be room for progress, but how much progress you can make depends on your sensitivity to taste and your usual hard work."

Jin Zhen heard and remembered a sentence that Jian Yan once said and began to say, "master, you said that taste bud sensitivity can be practiced. Is this true?"

If it's true, why didn't he and Lao Chen practice.

"Can sensitivity be practiced?" Chen Jinrong was surprised.

Jane nodded, "you can practice."

"How to practice?" speak with.

"I don't know." With her natural golden tongue, she can accurately distinguish which condiments are put in each dish and how much.

You don't need to practice, and naturally you won't pay attention to this.

She really can't help with this.

After hearing her words, Chen Wu and them nodded and got together to communicate and ponder.

In short, I politely sent the boss away before I began to pack up and get ready to go back.

After all, it's really late at this time.

If they don't go back, they will come to find someone when they come home from work.

When everything was ready, everyone went home.

In short, as soon as they got home with their front feet, they came back with their back feet in the spring.

He yelled for dinner as soon as he entered the door.

Then, the three plants got two fried portions, two fried pork chops, several roasted strings and a pot of cold pot strings.

Seeing the string of cold pots, Yingchun subconsciously asked, "that's all?"

The amount is too small to fill their teeth.

I didn't know that before Jian Yan had time to speak, he had turned on the live broadcast device. The rabbit father who was ready to broadcast the live broadcast looked at him and said faintly, "it's already a lot, more than we eat."

Yingchun doesn't believe it, but it's useless not to believe it, because grandpa rabbit is fat and they are nodding.

So, he can only look at Jian Yan and use his eyes to indicate that he doesn't have enough to eat and have more.

"Then I'll cook another noodles?" She asked.

Cooking and cooking is too troublesome. It takes time to wash and cut, but it is not necessary to cook noodles. Noodles are ready-made, and soup is also available. Just cook one flavor, which is fast and convenient.

"Yes, large noodles."

"Yes."

In response, Jian Yan turned and went to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, she came out of the kitchen with a basin of flour.

They, who had been looking forward to the Spring Festival on the opposite side, and the rabbit father who wanted to taste a bowl of noodles, were stunned when they saw that there was no ingredients in the basin, not even a grain of green onion, not to mention beef, pig feet, prawns, crabs and so on.

“···”

How did you make such a basin of noodles today?

It looks awful.

Rabbit mother, "cub, is there no food at home?"