It's not good to learn from anyone, but to learn from Fatty Bai. You must know that guy's cooking talent, but even she is ashamed, and only in the area of ??barbecue, she can have the upper hand. Luo Enen dared to learn how to cook from Fatty Bai, so he was lucky that he didn't poison himself to death.
"Sit down for a while, and I'll make a pot of my best rice with eight treasures, so that you can experience my cooking skills." Luo Enen said unconvinced.
"Wait, are you sure you're good at it?" Gu Fenghua asked suspiciously.
"Of course, I've invited people to eat several times, and each time they've been moved to tears, even to the point of tears." Loenen said proudly.
"Are you sure they were moved?" Hearing this, Gu Fenghua became even more suspicious.
"Of course, you'll know after a taste when I'm done." Luo Enen recovered a little strength, and walked into the kitchen vigorously.
Probably because practice makes perfect, this time it took only half an hour, and a steaming pot of rice with all kinds of eight treasures was served on the table.
"Come on, have a taste of my craft." Luo Enen said to Gu Fenghua confidently.
"You first." Gu Fenghua said politely. Although the sapphire and emerald porridge didn't make her spit it out on the spot, it still made her extremely sick. This time, she didn't want to be a guinea pig anymore.
"Okay, I'll have a bowl first." Lornen was obviously very confident in the delicacy of this specialty.
However, after only one bite, her self-confidence disappeared, and two lines of tears rolled out.
"Bang!" Lorn threw down his job bowl and rushed out like a whirlwind. Soon, the overwhelming sound of vomiting came again.
Gu Fenghua picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a few grains of rice and put them in her mouth. Immediately, she frowned. Although she didn't spit like Miss Luo, her expression became strange.
As expected of a hundred flavors and eight treasures rice, after just tasting a few grains of rice, the sour, bitter, spicy, numb and astringent tastes gathered in the mouth, but there was no trace of sweetness, bitterness, sorrow, sadness and other emotions came straight to the mind, but there was no joy at all.
If Fatty Bai's cooking skills are the limit of deliciousness, then Miss Luo's cooking skills are obviously another extreme. Gu Fenghua really can't imagine that there is someone in this world who can make such unpalatable food. Others need money to cook, but Miss Luo's cooking is terrible!
After vomiting for a full hour, Luo Enen returned to the yard tremblingly with his weak legs. Her face was so pale, and her expression was so sad, as if she had just wandered around the gate of hell.
"Come on, how about some food?" Gu Fenghua handed over a roast chicken.
Miss Luo's cooking skills can't be counted on, so she had to do it herself. Just as Lonen was vomiting, she had already roasted some pheasants and hares.
Lonen's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand in a lightning-fast manner, snatching the roast chicken was a gust of gnawing madness.
Gu Fenghua looked at Luo Enen in surprise and admiration. Just now, he looked weak as if the wind could blow him down. He recovered so quickly after seeing the delicious food. He is indeed a foodie among foodies.
"Phew, I haven't eaten such a delicacy for a long time. It's so enjoyable." In the blink of an eye, only a bare skeleton remained of the roast chicken. Tears flashed.
Seeing the tears in her eyes, Gu Fenghua secretly sympathized, and passed another roast chicken over. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com