"It's so fragrant. Did Brother Can major in cooking in college before?" As soon as he met Tang Minghuang, he licked him hard.

No matter how it tastes, the smell and taste are better than what he has seen in a five-star hotel.

I think the taste will not be too bad.

Tang Ming silently rearranged the words in his mind.

In desperation, Jiang Can added two more dishes.

A cold beef and a Mapo tofu.

He actually loves tofu.

Even though it is just a very common home-cooked dish, they can shine faintly after passing Jiang Can's hands.

A truly skilled chef can not only make the shit into chocolate flavor, but also make it look at the mango halberd and smell it like adding honey.

Four people sat at the dining table and looked at the five dishes on the table.

"Let's start." Tang Xiaoguo picked up the chopsticks and poked the gourd chicken.

She gently plucked it, and the chicken separated from the bones.

"It smells very fragrant, and I don't know how to eat it." With this idea, she didn't dip the ingredients and directly sent the chicken into her mouth.

Hiss, it's a bit hot.

But it smells so good.

Tang Xiaoguo finished eating quickly.

She usually likes to eat gourd chicken, but the gourd chicken in most restaurants is a bit dry, and it gets tired of eating a few more bites. However, the chicken in front of her is crispy, soft and tender, and it is so delicious.

She turned her head slightly and saw that Tang Minghuang was already eating voraciously.

On the other side, You Shihua was holding a napkin in her hand to pretend to be a lady, but her bulging cheeks looked strange no matter how she looked.

Tang Xiaoguo wanted to laugh a little, and was about to make a few jokes, but saw You Shihua quietly stretching out her chopsticks to pick up a chicken leg.

She suddenly bulged her eyes and hurriedly grabbed a large piece of chicken to the plate.

No one spoke, only the "ping-pong" sound of chopsticks hitting the plate and the tiny "biaji" sound of eating came one after another.
Chapter completed!