My Idol is So Cute

"Huh!" Xue Nai took a comfortable breath.

The slight greasy feeling of eating skewers before was diluted by this refreshing beer.

It seems that beer is the soul of kebabs. If you don’t drink, eating kebabs is like having no soul.

She didn't drink a bottle like Liang Mo, and drinking a glass in one sip was her limit.

"The second wave is ready!"

Seeing everyone waiting eagerly, Xing Ping Chuangzhen took out the second set with a smile.

Whoosh!

Jinghua stood up without hesitation, and a young man from Abe Daihu's team also stood up.

The rest stood still, so they had no choice but to continue to wait there.

It didn't take long for everyone to eat Xingping Chuangzhen's grilled skewers, but even after they finished eating, most of them were still immersed in the taste of the dishes.

Beer with barbecue is a standard drink for many people. It is really not easy for Xingping Chuangzhen to do this.

Some with poor resistance are now blushing, as if they were high X...

"The next one is here." Nakiri Erina said to everyone after everyone finished eating: "Izakaya cuisine, fried chicken!"

A strange fragrance entered everyone's nostrils again.

Hui Yeyue didn't say anything, let's have some more meat skewers, although the taste is different from the barbecue, but the smell seems to be very good?

"Yo, Erina, you also cook this kind of civilian cuisine." Xing Ping Chuangzhen said with a smile.

"That's to convince you to lose." Nakiri Erina rolled his eyes at him.

Although she is good at some high-end cuisine, that is, the cuisine of high-end restaurants, she can also cook this kind of civilian cuisine.

Back then, she conquered her father with a parent-child rice bowl and won the position of head coach of Yuanyue Academy.

Soon, she put a large plate of fried chicken on the counter with sauce. This time it was different from the last time. The last time it was made by two tables, and what she made seemed to be enough for everyone. Divide the tables.

She put out a few more bottles of sake to match this kind of izakaya cuisine.

Everyone stood up consciously and began to fetch food and wine.

Now they know how much HOMOLIVE made them full after finding this kind of place.

Why didn't I find out before that there is such a powerful little shop?

The main reason is that everyone except nerds and nerds is a workaholic, and there is no chance to come here to eat.

Also, it's open from time to time, not all the time.

After Liang Mo took back the fried meat, he tasted it impatiently.

The tender meat of the chicken is tightly entwined with fat and viscous egg liquid, which feels like it can melt your tongue.

Because it is fried, the outside is very crispy, and the inside is very tender. This perfect fire fully stimulates the superior meat quality of the high-end chicken.

This reminded Liang Mo that it was wrapped in bread crumbs and egg liquid, fried until golden on both sides, and the children next door were crying!

Although it doesn't make people cry, it tastes really good.

After pouring the sauce, people have a desire to drink sake and chat with friends!

Liang Mo poured sake decisively and drank a glass.

He felt that the taste of Xingping Chuangzhen's barbecue was no longer left in his mouth, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

The warmth of the family, the hustle and bustle of the izakaya, served with fried chicken and sake, all the troubles seemed to be swept away, and countless words seemed to be uttered.

He has seen many people who can do high-end cuisine well, but there are very few people who can do izakaya cuisine and skewers to this level.

He is worthy of being the helm of the Yuanyue Group, and he is worthy of being the famous chef Xingping in the culinary world.

Yukino feels the same way now, it seems that this kind of food cannot be paired with other wines, only sake.

The white wine is too strong, the beer is too cold, the taste of sake and the taste of this fried chicken make people want to go to heaven...

After she finished eating, she instinctively turned her face to Liang Mo, as if she wanted to chat with him.

It's not just the two of them. Now the whole restaurant has resumed being noisy again. The discussions before were all messy. Now everyone is discussing what they want to say and what the next dish is.

This fried chicken is not the kind that people can't stop after one bite, but one that makes people want to taste it slowly and be reluctant to eat it all at once.

Therefore, everyone can only choose to chat slowly, drink slowly, and taste slowly.

"How about it, guest, which one tastes better?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen saw Liang Mo slowly recovering, and couldn't help asking him.

"See how you compare." Liang Mo said: "In terms of taste, yours is better, maybe it's because of my feelings. However, according to the theme I said at the beginning, you lost. Your food tastes amazing. People don’t want to stop, it’s cool to have beer, but it just makes everyone feel that it’s not enough to eat. As for Ms. Nakiri’s dishes, everyone can chat happily after eating. This is more in line with what I said at the beginning. A dish suitable for drinking and chatting with friends, I believe you have seen it, and everyone started chatting again."

"Well, I lost." Xing Ping Chuangzhen looked indifferent, anyway, he lost to Nakiri Erina not once or twice.

In his own impression, even when he mastered his culinary skills, he did not let Erina submit to his cooking, but lost to Erina.

"However, there will be more later, please enjoy, fried peanuts, tiger dishes, pig's trotters..."

I saw that this time Xingping Chuangzhen did not do one thing, but a bunch of things.

Seeing the peanuts, tiger vegetables, pig's trotters and chicken feet, all the gluttons in Liang Mo's body were aroused.