Chapter 814

Thinking that Yan Chenxi was still waiting for his answer, old Wu quickly opened his mouth, "old man, there are eighty and six this year. I don't know what the girl is doing?"

Although this is a little girl in front of him, when he looks at those eyes, old Wu can feel the changes of years and the love from above.

This feeling is wonderful, as if these eyes were watching themselves grow up. He knew that even if he said it, no one would believe it. They would only regard him as an old fool.

But only he knows that he is not confused.

Yan Chenxi nodded slightly, "it turned out that it was you at that time."

Old Wu was stunned, "at that time..."

What else did he want to ask, but Yan Chenxi had bowed his head and picked up a small pot next to the dish.

This small pot was served with the dishes. Everyone saw it, but no one knew what was in it and what was its use.

Because in their cognition, there is no need to use anything extra in Yanjia cuisine.

Seeing that Yan Chenxi picked up the small pot, old Wu quickly closed his mouth and looked at and waited with burning eyes.

Aside, the town leaders thought Yan Chenxi was wasting time and wanted to speak.

But he was frightened by old Wu's fierce eyes and quickly closed his mouth.

The old guy doesn't give me face. Well, let's see what else this little girl can do!

I'll bear with you now. When I get the money in your pocket, I'll settle with you slowly!

The town leader suppressed his anger and looked impatiently at Yan Chenxi.

Kong Ji was already worried. He felt that wasting his time for an ignorant girl like Yan Chenxi was a blasphemy to him.

Xiong Wei didn't have much reaction. Anyway, everything is a certainty now.

If the inheritance loses, the old plaque is his, and the inheritance of this name is also his.

In this way, Yan Chenxi took a small pot, the mouth of which tilted slightly, and a pot of white soup flowed out of it and directly fell into the plate containing vegetables.

"What are you doing?" the town leader looked at Yan Chenxi's behavior of pouring the white soup in the pot.

"Oh, isn't this soup kimchi?" Dashan said sarcastically. He lost completely in the duel. Even Xiaowei's girl has a higher evaluation than him. At present, he can only find a sense of existence here.

However, just as his voice fell, an unspeakable fragrance came from the tip of his nose.

"Fragrance? What fragrance is this?" Dashan murmured to himself, and then looked at Kong Ji nearby.

At this time, Kongji had also smelled the fragrance and looked at the dish of Yan Chenxi.

The smell came from there.

Gradually, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and almost everyone around smelled it.

"Sister, how fragrant!" Xiaofang took Xiaowei's hand and looked greedy. She was obviously attracted by the fragrance.

"Xiao Wei, this is..." the landlady looked at Xiao Wei in shock. At the moment she smelled the smell, she remembered something.

She had smelled it before. It was when her husband was still alive. Later, her husband died. She never smelled the smell again.

However, even so, there is still a gap between the taste made by her husband and that now.

Obviously, the taste is more mellow now.

Because her husband said that this dish is easy to fail, he studied it for a long time and never appreciated the essence and profound meaning.