Chapter 196: Can eat a lot of meat
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"This is?" Gloria looked at the colorful Yangzhou fried rice in front of her, her eyes re-lighted, and the tempting scent of eggs mixed with various ingredients rushed to the face, so that she couldn’t wait to go back to look in the mirror. Some can't stand up.
"This is Yangzhou fried rice, or you can call it rainbow fried rice, the little boss is so called." Luo Yanya said with a smile, took a spoon and put a spoon into the mouth, chewing slowly, feeling delicious in the mouth The feeling of diffusion.
In the past few days, she has become accustomed to this feeling of savoring slowly. Anyway, the second tofu brain does not exist. Three meals a day do not fall. According to the current speed, the scars on the hands can be completely restore.
And the skin has become very delicate and white, and even after the scar is good, Lokya is also prepared to insist on eating a tofu brain every day, better than any maintenance effect.
"Rainbow fried rice?" Gloria hesitated, picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of fried rice that was perfectly mixed with various ingredients. The fried rice that was cut into rice grains but had a distinct grain looked extraordinarily refined. What should he do? With such dexterous hands and delicate heart, you can make such beautiful and tempting food.
With full of curiosity and surprise, Gloria picked up the corner of the veil and fed the fried rice into her mouth. Her eyes suddenly smashed and turned into a small crescent moon.
It is completely different from the delicious taste of tofu brain, the tender and tender eggs and all kinds of delicious ingredients, all in this mouth, just like a lot of delicious tastes at once, the taste buds that are toned by the tofu brain seem to be cheering. In general, the caper accepts a delicious baptism.
"This is also delicious!" Gloria opened her eyes and looked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of her. The delicious experience completely subverted her understanding of food. She was originally in her heart. It’s just something that is used to fill the stomach every day. Now it’s only found that the delicious food can bring unparalleled pleasure and enjoyment.
Still have to eat? of course!
Gloria picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of taste in her mouth. She felt the delicious spread in her mouth. After swallowing, she turned into a comfortable warmth to nourish the whole body, slightly squinting her head, one after another, and stopped. Come down.
When I ordered the meal, I said that I had a small amount of food and I couldn’t eat much. This would have been completely forgotten by him.
Such a delicious food, she feels that she can have another one after eating this!
"This Nizi." Luo Yuya looked at a spoonful and then a spoonful, focused on eating Yangzhou fried rice, Rolanda, eyes full of pity.
She was a teenager older than her. She grew up watching her grow up. When she was a child, she was a cute and lively little man like Amy. If there is no spot on her face, it will be in the beauty list of the chaotic city. It should be in the top position.
Because of the scar on her hand, Lokya had a feeling of empathy for Gloria, so she has been paying attention to her for many years, often giving her encouragement, and wanting to let her go in the past, but the effect has been average.
Today, watching her like this cheerful eating food, can feel her pleasure through the veil, I can not help but feel a little gratified, I also eat Yangzhou fried rice.
"Although I don't know how it works, but the food should bring her a good mood." McGonagall looked at the corner of the window and ate Jiao Liya, who was eating Yangzhou fried rice. His face was also smiling. It is the pursuit of every chef.
“Hey! Congratulations to the host: Thousands of people entering the store to complete the task!”
“Reward: A copy of the yellow chicken rice recipe!”
The sound of the system suddenly sounded.
McGonagall stunned and immediately showed a happy color. The progress bar of thousands of people entering the store has become: 1000/1000, a golden huangxi chicken experience package sparkles in my mind.
"Yellow pheasant, there is always a dish with more meat." McGonagall, looking at the experience package in his mind, restrained the impulse to open it now, or wait until the evening to enter the kitchen test Refinery.
"Father, what are you laughing at?" Amy asked the McGregor with some incomprehensible hands.
"I was thinking, what to do for our baby to be delicious tomorrow." McGonagall put the Yangzhou fried rice in the pot on two plates and watched Amy smile.
After the body recovered at noon, McGonagall also tried to fry two Yangzhou fried rice in one pot at the same time. Because the strength of the hand was enough, the stir-fry spoon was made more, so although the amount of ingredients was added, the fried rice was fried. The taste of Yangzhou fried rice that came out not only did not deteriorate, but it went further and the taste improved a little. It was also an unexpected joy.
"Really? Is it true that the father is doing something else?" Amy heard the words blinking, thought about it, took a small hand and looked forward to seeing McGonagall: "Is it a full feast?" Is it a super delicious man!"
At the entrance of the restaurant, Mia, who is looking forward to the restaurant, is also looking forward to watching Meg. His unconventional cooking and unparalleled cooking have deeply impressed her.
She grew up in the kitchen of the restaurant, but everything McGonagall did, like how to redefine her cooking, completely overturned her perception of the past decade.
Genius is not enough to describe Mai Bo. She even thinks that the emergence of Mai Bo may change the world. When this delicious dish appears on the table of ordinary people in the world, the whole Nolan continent will remember Meg and The two names of the Mimi restaurant.
"It’s not a full house. It’s a rich banquet with a lot of dishes. My father can’t do it now.” McGonagall shook his head. The little guy still remembered his promise to her and smiled: “Yes. A meal that can eat a lot of meat, Amy should like it, maybe I can do it for Ami tomorrow."
"A lot of meat?" Amy's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and she just had a good meal. She couldn't help but swallow her mouth. The blue eyes were full of expectations.
"A lot of meat, it should be very expensive..." Miao Yaya thought in his heart, stepped forward, put two sets of Yangzhou fried rice and two tofu brains on the tray, turned and went out again.
At noon today, the speed of Mai’s cooking has suddenly increased by nearly double, so the speed of serving is also accelerated. Although she has tried to speed up, she has to take care of ordering, reporting, serving, and cleaning up the table. Almost like a gyro, it still feels a little powerless.
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"This is?" Gloria looked at the colorful Yangzhou fried rice in front of her, her eyes re-lighted, and the tempting scent of eggs mixed with various ingredients rushed to the face, so that she couldn’t wait to go back to look in the mirror. Some can't stand up.
"This is Yangzhou fried rice, or you can call it rainbow fried rice, the little boss is so called." Luo Yanya said with a smile, took a spoon and put a spoon into the mouth, chewing slowly, feeling delicious in the mouth The feeling of diffusion.
In the past few days, she has become accustomed to this feeling of savoring slowly. Anyway, the second tofu brain does not exist. Three meals a day do not fall. According to the current speed, the scars on the hands can be completely restore.
And the skin has become very delicate and white, and even after the scar is good, Lokya is also prepared to insist on eating a tofu brain every day, better than any maintenance effect.
"Rainbow fried rice?" Gloria hesitated, picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of fried rice that was perfectly mixed with various ingredients. The fried rice that was cut into rice grains but had a distinct grain looked extraordinarily refined. What should he do? With such dexterous hands and delicate heart, you can make such beautiful and tempting food.
With full of curiosity and surprise, Gloria picked up the corner of the veil and fed the fried rice into her mouth. Her eyes suddenly smashed and turned into a small crescent moon.
It is completely different from the delicious taste of tofu brain, the tender and tender eggs and all kinds of delicious ingredients, all in this mouth, just like a lot of delicious tastes at once, the taste buds that are toned by the tofu brain seem to be cheering. In general, the caper accepts a delicious baptism.
"This is also delicious!" Gloria opened her eyes and looked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of her. The delicious experience completely subverted her understanding of food. She was originally in her heart. It’s just something that is used to fill the stomach every day. Now it’s only found that the delicious food can bring unparalleled pleasure and enjoyment.
Still have to eat? of course!
Gloria picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of taste in her mouth. She felt the delicious spread in her mouth. After swallowing, she turned into a comfortable warmth to nourish the whole body, slightly squinting her head, one after another, and stopped. Come down.
When I ordered the meal, I said that I had a small amount of food and I couldn’t eat much. This would have been completely forgotten by him.
Such a delicious food, she feels that she can have another one after eating this!
"This Nizi." Luo Yuya looked at a spoonful and then a spoonful, focused on eating Yangzhou fried rice, Rolanda, eyes full of pity.
She was a teenager older than her. She grew up watching her grow up. When she was a child, she was a cute and lively little man like Amy. If there is no spot on her face, it will be in the beauty list of the chaotic city. It should be in the top position.
Because of the scar on her hand, Lokya had a feeling of empathy for Gloria, so she has been paying attention to her for many years, often giving her encouragement, and wanting to let her go in the past, but the effect has been average.
Today, watching her like this cheerful eating food, can feel her pleasure through the veil, I can not help but feel a little gratified, I also eat Yangzhou fried rice.
"Although I don't know how it works, but the food should bring her a good mood." McGonagall looked at the corner of the window and ate Jiao Liya, who was eating Yangzhou fried rice. His face was also smiling. It is the pursuit of every chef.
“Hey! Congratulations to the host: Thousands of people entering the store to complete the task!”
“Reward: A copy of the yellow chicken rice recipe!”
The sound of the system suddenly sounded.
McGonagall stunned and immediately showed a happy color. The progress bar of thousands of people entering the store has become: 1000/1000, a golden huangxi chicken experience package sparkles in my mind.
"Yellow pheasant, there is always a dish with more meat." McGonagall, looking at the experience package in his mind, restrained the impulse to open it now, or wait until the evening to enter the kitchen test Refinery.
"Father, what are you laughing at?" Amy asked the McGregor with some incomprehensible hands.
"I was thinking, what to do for our baby to be delicious tomorrow." McGonagall put the Yangzhou fried rice in the pot on two plates and watched Amy smile.
After the body recovered at noon, McGonagall also tried to fry two Yangzhou fried rice in one pot at the same time. Because the strength of the hand was enough, the stir-fry spoon was made more, so although the amount of ingredients was added, the fried rice was fried. The taste of Yangzhou fried rice that came out not only did not deteriorate, but it went further and the taste improved a little. It was also an unexpected joy.
"Really? Is it true that the father is doing something else?" Amy heard the words blinking, thought about it, took a small hand and looked forward to seeing McGonagall: "Is it a full feast?" Is it a super delicious man!"
At the entrance of the restaurant, Mia, who is looking forward to the restaurant, is also looking forward to watching Meg. His unconventional cooking and unparalleled cooking have deeply impressed her.
She grew up in the kitchen of the restaurant, but everything McGonagall did, like how to redefine her cooking, completely overturned her perception of the past decade.
Genius is not enough to describe Mai Bo. She even thinks that the emergence of Mai Bo may change the world. When this delicious dish appears on the table of ordinary people in the world, the whole Nolan continent will remember Meg and The two names of the Mimi restaurant.
"It’s not a full house. It’s a rich banquet with a lot of dishes. My father can’t do it now.” McGonagall shook his head. The little guy still remembered his promise to her and smiled: “Yes. A meal that can eat a lot of meat, Amy should like it, maybe I can do it for Ami tomorrow."
"A lot of meat?" Amy's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and she just had a good meal. She couldn't help but swallow her mouth. The blue eyes were full of expectations.
"A lot of meat, it should be very expensive..." Miao Yaya thought in his heart, stepped forward, put two sets of Yangzhou fried rice and two tofu brains on the tray, turned and went out again.
At noon today, the speed of Mai’s cooking has suddenly increased by nearly double, so the speed of serving is also accelerated. Although she has tried to speed up, she has to take care of ordering, reporting, serving, and cleaning up the table. Almost like a gyro, it still feels a little powerless.
"This is?" Gloria looked at the colorful Yangzhou fried rice in front of her, her eyes re-lighted, and the tempting scent of eggs mixed with various ingredients rushed to the face, so that she couldn't wait to go back to look in the mirror. Some can't stand up."This is Yangzhou fried rice, or you can call it rainbow fried rice, the little boss is so called." Luo Yanya said with a smile, took a spoon and put a spoon into the mouth, chewing slowly, feeling delicious in the mouth The feeling of diffusion.In the past few days, she has become accustomed to this feeling of savoring slowly. Anyway, the second tofu brain does not exist. Three meals a day do not fall. According to the current speed, the scars on the hands can be completely restore.And the skin has become very delicate and white, and even after the scar is good, Lokya is also prepared to insist on eating a tofu brain every day, better than any maintenance effect."Rainbow fried rice?" Gloria hesitated, picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of fried rice that was perfectly mixed with various ingredients. The fried rice that was cut into rice grains but had a distinct grain looked extraordinarily refined. What should he do? With such dexterous hands and delicate heart, you can make such beautiful and tempting food.With full of curiosity and surprise, Gloria picked up the corner of the veil and fed the fried rice into her mouth. Her eyes suddenly smashed and turned into a small crescent moon.It is completely different from the delicious taste of tofu brain, the tender and tender eggs and all kinds of delicious ingredients, all in this mouth, just like a lot of delicious tastes at once, the taste buds that are toned by the tofu brain seem to be cheering. In general, the caper accepts a delicious baptism."This is also delicious!" Gloria opened her eyes and looked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of her. The delicious experience completely subverted her understanding of food. She was originally in her heart. It's just something that is used to fill the stomach every day. Now it's only found that the delicious food can bring unparalleled pleasure and enjoyment.Still have to eat? of course!Gloria picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of taste in her mouth. She felt the delicious spread in her mouth. After swallowing, she turned into a comfortable warmth to nourish the whole body, slightly squinting her head, one after another, and stopped. Come down.When I ordered the meal, I said that I had a small amount of food and I couldn't eat much. This would have been completely forgotten by him.Such a delicious food, she feels that she can have another one after eating this!"This Nizi." Luo Yuya looked at a spoonful and then a spoonful, focused on eating Yangzhou fried rice, Rolanda, eyes full of pity.She was a teenager older than her. She grew up watching her grow up. When she was a child, she was a cute and lively little man like Amy. If there is no spot on her face, it will be in the beauty list of the chaotic city. It should be in the top position.Because of the scar on her hand, Lokya had a feeling of empathy for Gloria, so she has been paying attention to her for many years, often giving her encouragement, and wanting to let her go in the past, but the effect has been average.Today, watching her like this cheerful eating food, can feel her pleasure through the veil, I can not help but feel a little gratified, I also eat Yangzhou fried rice."Although I don't know how it works, but the food should bring her a good mood." McGonagall looked at the corner of the window and ate Jiao Liya, who was eating Yangzhou fried rice. His face was also smiling. It is the pursuit of every chef.Hey! Congratulations to the host: Thousands of people entering the store to complete the task!Reward: A copy of the yellow chicken rice recipe!The sound of the system suddenly sounded.McGonagall stunned and immediately showed a happy color. The progress bar of thousands of people entering the store has become: 1000/1000, a golden huangxi chicken experience package sparkles in my mind."Yellow pheasant, there is always a dish with more meat." McGonagall, looking at the experience package in his mind, restrained the impulse to open it now, or wait until the evening to enter the kitchen test Refinery."Father, what are you laughing at?" Amy asked the McGregor with some incomprehensible hands."I was thinking, what to do for our baby to be delicious tomorrow." McGonagall put the Yangzhou fried rice in the pot on two plates and watched Amy smile.After the body recovered at noon, McGonagall also tried to fry two Yangzhou fried rice in one pot at the same time. Because the strength of the hand was enough, the stir-fry spoon was made more, so although the amount of ingredients was added, the fried rice was fried. The taste of Yangzhou fried rice that came out not only did not deteriorate, but it went further and the taste improved a little. It was also an unexpected joy."Really? Is it true that the father is doing something else?" Amy heard the words blinking, thought about it, took a small hand and looked forward to seeing McGonagall: "Is it a full feast?" Is it a super delicious man!"At the entrance of the restaurant, Mia, who is looking forward to the restaurant, is also looking forward to watching Meg. His unconventional cooking and unparalleled cooking have deeply impressed her.She grew up in the kitchen of the restaurant, but everything McGonagall did, like how to redefine her cooking, completely overturned her perception of the past decade.Genius is not enough to describe Mai Bo. She even thinks that the emergence of Mai Bo may change the world. When this delicious dish appears on the table of ordinary people in the world, the whole Nolan continent will remember Meg and The two names of the Mimi restaurant."It's not a full house. It's a rich banquet with a lot of dishes. My father can't do it now. McGonagall shook his head. The little guy still remembered his promise to her and smiled: Yes. A meal that can eat a lot of meat, Amy should like it, maybe I can do it for Ami tomorrow.""A lot of meat?" Amy's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and she just had a good meal. She couldn't help but swallow her mouth. The blue eyes were full of expectations."A lot of meat, it should be very expensive..." Miao Yaya thought in his heart, stepped forward, put two sets of Yangzhou fried rice and two tofu brains on the tray, turned and went out again.At noon today, the speed of Mai's cooking has suddenly increased by nearly double, so the speed of serving is also accelerated. Although she has tried to speed up, she has to take care of ordering, reporting, serving, and cleaning up the table. Almost like a gyro, it still feels a little powerless.
