Bai Jingting looked in the direction of the kitchen, and wanted to talk about Chu Zhuang's development of a new recipe, but he swallowed the words again.
"Sit down first, I have something to inform you later." Bai Jingting said vaguely.
Whether Chu Zhuang will succeed at the moment is still unknown. If it fails, he is afraid that Chu Zhuang will lose face at that time, so he decided not to talk about it for the time being, and just let them wait.
Although Liang Mu was puzzled, he didn't want to ask too many questions. He suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded, and responded: "Yes, master."
The pungent smell coming from the kitchen not far away gradually changed, and two strange smells, spicy and fresh, exchanged in the air, uncontrollably piercing into people's nostrils.
"Cuckoo~"
Someone's stomach made a loud noise, which was very obvious in the silent room.
"Hehe..." Bai Dali scratched the back of his head and hands, showing a simple and honest smile, and said subtly, "I haven't had lunch yet..."
Bai Jingting shook his head, but he didn't blame Bai Dali, but the fragrance is so attractive!
"Could it be that what Zhuang'er said is actually true?" Bai Jingting lowered his eyes and murmured, his eyes full of disbelief?
Was there really an old god who taught Chu Zhuang?
Otherwise, he has never smelled such a delicious smell in the years he has been running a restaurant, and the gluttons in the stomachs of the people in Goudi will burst out.
How could Chu Zhuang do it?
"Why hasn't healed up after so long, Dali..."
Bai Jingting was anxious and wanted to ask Bai Dali to remind him, but after thinking about it, he decided to go and see it himself: "Forget it, I will go by myself!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen.
Yunmengxi blinked, looked at Bai Jingting's back, swallowed her saliva, and couldn't help showing a smile on her lips, he knew that Chu Zhuang would definitely be able to do it!
His instincts are always right!
Chu Zhuang looked at the thick soup that had been boiled, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His body was too weak, and he couldn't stand just doing these things.
"It seems that you still have to exercise!"
After Chu Zhuang finished speaking, he shook his head, scooped up a spoonful of white soup, and took a sip.
"Mmm, it's so fresh!"
Chu Zhuang showed a look of surprise, wondering if the original body hadn't eaten anything good, so the first taste of this soup made Chu Zhuang feel that it was many times more delicious than he remembered!
Try the red soup again, Chu Zhuang changed a spoon and took a spoonful of red soup.
"Hiss~ It's so spicy! But it's so refreshing!"
Chu Zhuang took a sip of the red soup, and immediately felt his body warm up, and the cold in winter was swept away.
"Knock Knock Knock!"
The closer Bai Jingting got to the kitchen, the stronger the scent became. The saliva in his mouth overflowed uncontrollably. He swallowed, and then knocked on the door.
"Zhuanger, are you ready?" Bai Jingting didn't go in directly, but shouted outside the kitchen.
Chu Zhuang packed up all the prepared spices, and then opened the kitchen door.
"Uncle, the soup base has just been made, and it will take a while!" Chu Zhuang said helplessly.
"What are you cooking, why is it so fragrant?" Bai Jingting looked into the kitchen and asked his doubts.
"hot pot!"
There was a smile on the corner of Chu Zhuang's lips, and he said the name, but thinking that there is no pot now, he said a little decadently: "But I found that there is no pot, so today I can only make skewers for you."
If they want to open a shop, Chuzhuang has to order a batch of hot pot exclusive pots in advance.
"Hot pot?" Bai Jingting shook his head, he had never heard of this dish, he asked in a low voice: "The old god really gave it to you?"
"Of course, otherwise, how would uncle think I would know?"
Chu Zhuang didn't want to talk too much about this topic, so he said instead: "Come in and have a taste, uncle, and see if it suits your taste?"
Bai Jingting followed Chu Zhuang into the kitchen, and couldn't help but look forward to it.
Just smelling the fragrance, Bai Jingting felt that he could eat a big bowl of rice, if he tasted it, how delicious it would be!
"Sit down first, I have something to inform you later." Bai Jingting said vaguely.
Whether Chu Zhuang will succeed at the moment is still unknown. If it fails, he is afraid that Chu Zhuang will lose face at that time, so he decided not to talk about it for the time being, and just let them wait.
Although Liang Mu was puzzled, he didn't want to ask too many questions. He suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded, and responded: "Yes, master."
The pungent smell coming from the kitchen not far away gradually changed, and two strange smells, spicy and fresh, exchanged in the air, uncontrollably piercing into people's nostrils.
"Cuckoo~"
Someone's stomach made a loud noise, which was very obvious in the silent room.
"Hehe..." Bai Dali scratched the back of his head and hands, showing a simple and honest smile, and said subtly, "I haven't had lunch yet..."
Bai Jingting shook his head, but he didn't blame Bai Dali, but the fragrance is so attractive!
"Could it be that what Zhuang'er said is actually true?" Bai Jingting lowered his eyes and murmured, his eyes full of disbelief?
Was there really an old god who taught Chu Zhuang?
Otherwise, he has never smelled such a delicious smell in the years he has been running a restaurant, and the gluttons in the stomachs of the people in Goudi will burst out.
How could Chu Zhuang do it?
"Why hasn't healed up after so long, Dali..."
Bai Jingting was anxious and wanted to ask Bai Dali to remind him, but after thinking about it, he decided to go and see it himself: "Forget it, I will go by myself!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen.
Yunmengxi blinked, looked at Bai Jingting's back, swallowed her saliva, and couldn't help showing a smile on her lips, he knew that Chu Zhuang would definitely be able to do it!
His instincts are always right!
Chu Zhuang looked at the thick soup that had been boiled, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His body was too weak, and he couldn't stand just doing these things.
"It seems that you still have to exercise!"
After Chu Zhuang finished speaking, he shook his head, scooped up a spoonful of white soup, and took a sip.
"Mmm, it's so fresh!"
Chu Zhuang showed a look of surprise, wondering if the original body hadn't eaten anything good, so the first taste of this soup made Chu Zhuang feel that it was many times more delicious than he remembered!
Try the red soup again, Chu Zhuang changed a spoon and took a spoonful of red soup.
"Hiss~ It's so spicy! But it's so refreshing!"
Chu Zhuang took a sip of the red soup, and immediately felt his body warm up, and the cold in winter was swept away.
"Knock Knock Knock!"
The closer Bai Jingting got to the kitchen, the stronger the scent became. The saliva in his mouth overflowed uncontrollably. He swallowed, and then knocked on the door.
"Zhuanger, are you ready?" Bai Jingting didn't go in directly, but shouted outside the kitchen.
Chu Zhuang packed up all the prepared spices, and then opened the kitchen door.
"Uncle, the soup base has just been made, and it will take a while!" Chu Zhuang said helplessly.
"What are you cooking, why is it so fragrant?" Bai Jingting looked into the kitchen and asked his doubts.
"hot pot!"
There was a smile on the corner of Chu Zhuang's lips, and he said the name, but thinking that there is no pot now, he said a little decadently: "But I found that there is no pot, so today I can only make skewers for you."
If they want to open a shop, Chuzhuang has to order a batch of hot pot exclusive pots in advance.
"Hot pot?" Bai Jingting shook his head, he had never heard of this dish, he asked in a low voice: "The old god really gave it to you?"
"Of course, otherwise, how would uncle think I would know?"
Chu Zhuang didn't want to talk too much about this topic, so he said instead: "Come in and have a taste, uncle, and see if it suits your taste?"
Bai Jingting followed Chu Zhuang into the kitchen, and couldn't help but look forward to it.
Just smelling the fragrance, Bai Jingting felt that he could eat a big bowl of rice, if he tasted it, how delicious it would be!
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