Yan Chenxi washed his hands and wiped them with paper calmly. "I said that the plaque was not named bear. Of course, it didn't belong to you."

Xiaowei couldn't understand the deep meaning of Yan Chenxi's words. She could only understand it literally. "So, you also want to play the idea of that plaque, don't you!" as she said, Xiaowei's eyes turned red, "I thought we were friends..."

In the past three days, Yan Chenxi lived in her home and tried dishes for her, which made her dishes improve by leaps and bounds. Aren't these friends?

If she is a friend, how can she say such words and do such things?

Yan Chenxi glanced at Xiao Wei, "put away your tears. That thing never solves any problems."

With that, he stopped looking at Xiao Wei and looked at the ingredients on the workbench.

People on and off the stage felt very funny when they saw that the little girl really rolled up her sleeves to cook.

We always don't think that Yan Chenxi, an external diner, can really make Yan family dishes and understand Yan family dishes.

"Isn't this nonsense?" the town leader whispered. It's hard to speak too loudly because Wu was around. After all, old Wu just agreed to Yan Chenxi's coming to power.

However, at this time, after carefully looking at Yan Chenxi, old Wu suddenly felt a little familiar.

Familiar is not appearance, but temperament and feeling. The feeling of becoming acquainted made his expression strange.

Xiong Wei nearby didn't feel uncomfortable because Yan Chenxi suddenly joined him. On the contrary, he is more like reading a joke.

Anyway, no matter what today, he will win in the end. The last ownership of that old plaque can only be him.

On the stage, Dashan and Kong Ji looked at Yan Chenxi, the little girl on the way, in the gap of cooking.

"You don't even have ingredients. What do you use to make Yanjia food?" Dashan mocked.

Kongji also sneered, even disdaining to talk to Chenxi.

Yan Chenxi calmly pointed to the vegetables on the workbench, "I'll use these."

Hearing this, the audience burst into laughter again.

With these useless rotten dishes? Is this girl seriously ill?

Why did Xiong Xiaowei give up? Isn't it because these broken vegetables can't do anything?

Sure enough, she is a big lady who lives in dignity. She is so naive that she thinks that frying casually is a family dish?

On the stage, Dashan and Kong Ji felt that Yan Chenxi was whimsical.

"Chenxi..." Xiaowei looked at Yan Chenxi puzzled.

Just now she thought Yan Chenxi had betrayed her to rob the old plaque with her.

But now she was a little uncertain.

To seize the old plaque, we must first win the duel. However, Yan Chenxi now wants to use these vegetables. How can he make authentic Yan family dishes?

Most importantly, not all these vegetables are fresh. It is also mixed with yellowing leaves or ripening and aging.

In the face of doubt, Yan Chenxi didn't show any waves. She stretched out her small hand, picked up the kitchen knife Xiaowei put on the chopping board and weighed it twice in her hand.

After that, she turned her head slightly and said softly to Xiao Wei who stood there and hadn't left, "look at it."

Without waiting for Xiaowei's reaction, Yan Chenxi's voice just fell, and the kitchen knife in her hand also fell.

The vegetables on the chopping board, under her knife, quickly changed in shape.