Chapter 1977

However, when the moment of the dish entrance, the beautiful woman in front of the table, even if stunned.

A pair of beautiful eyes, all slightly trembling.

At that moment, she only felt that a delicious and fragrant smell that she had never felt before exploded in her mouth like an aroma bomb.

Then, the woman took another chopstick and took a second and third bite. Later, her cherry mouth was filled with delicious food.

It's delicious ~

it's delicious.

From childhood to adulthood, she almost ate all the delicacies in the world, but she had never tasted such a delicious meal.

Before that, eating was just a change of life for her, which was dispensable.

After all, for the master, he can replenish his energy by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

Therefore, they have bid farewell to the stage of food first.

However, she never thought that the original food, can also bring people so moving.

Yes, the simple food that was hard to swallow in front of her eyes had become enjoyment for her now.

Soon, she ate up a bowl of rice.

"Grandma, do you have any more?"

The girl looked at the old prince and asked in some embarrassment.

One side of the old prince and Ye Fan two people have been muddled.

Who ever thought that the elegant woman who paid off the cold and majestic life just now is a foodie?

You know, at this time, laotaijun's rice was just a mouthful, and Ye Fan's rice was only a third, but they had already finished the whole bowl.

That night, the girl ate three bowls of rice alone, and most of the food on the table was also eaten by her.

If it was not for the rice that had been eaten up, Ye Fan could guarantee that she could continue to eat.

A strong warrior, if he really eats, is undoubtedly far beyond normal people.

"Grandma, I'm finished."

"What a delicious meal you've made."

"I haven't had such a delicious meal for a long time."

"I remember the last time I felt like this was when my father was alive."

"Really, the food you cook tastes like my father."

"Grandma, keep eating."

"I'll go back to my room first, so I won't disturb you."

After praising the old prince, the beautiful woman put down her dishes and left soon.

Here, only Ye Fan and Lao Taijun are left. They look at the clean dishes swept by the wind and the remnant clouds in front of them, and their eyes are pumping.

"Tai... Tai grandma, are you sure that this woman is not a bucket?"

Leaf fan canthus twitch, sweat Yan says.

Damn it, it's the first time he's ever seen someone like this.

The rice here has not moved the chopsticks, but the food has been eaten over there.

Is this just a bucket?

Old prince also bitter smile: "that, may have eaten more seafood, now suddenly changed a taste, feel novel."

"Normal, normal."

It is said that there was an old emperor in the Qing Dynasty who ate three kinds of delicacies every day, and almost vomited at the whole table of the Manchu and Han Dynasties. Later, he lost his appetite and ate very little food every day, which made him thinner.

It's hard to get rid of it.

One day, a cook named Xiao Fugui made him a bowl of the most common fried rice with eggs from his family. As a result, he was swept away by the emperor and cured the incurable disease directly.

Therefore, Lao Tai Jun thinks that this situation is probably due to this reason.

Of course, it is undeniable that Ye Fan's craftsmanship is indeed superb.

Otherwise, when I was in Yunzhou before, qiumuchuan would rather go home to eat the food made by Ye Fan, rather than go to the so-called five-star hotel to eat the dishes made by the chefs.

In the eyes of qiumu orange, Ye Fan's cooking is more delicious than any famous chef.