Ignoring the sly words in her eyes, Gu Xiaoran said it very sincerely.
This kind of thing, of course, has to be challenged together.
As a result, the remaining six skeptical people stuffed a mouthful into their mouths.
biwenjun:It's so bitter...
liquanzhe:I wonder... why does it even smell like durian??
The crowd complained the most deadly, one person said a taste, and then looked at Huang Xinchun with killing eyes.
huangxinchun:What's that...
huangxinchun:I was wrong!
huangxinchun:I'm leaving!
Without waiting for him to run two steps, he was pulled back by the six of them with one hand and a strap, followed by a cry of ghosts and wolves...
Gu Xiaoran smiled, and her eyes shifted to the dish that she had not touched, with a hesitant expression.
This dish... seemed more terrifying than the one just now?
After all, the dish just now didn't look that bad, and this dish was the kind that didn't taste good at first glance...
After hesitating for a while, Gu Xiaoran still stretched out his chopsticks.
guxiaoran:Who made this dish?
Hearing Gu Xiaoran's words, the few of them stopped.
Fan Chengcheng, who was the most powerful in booing just now, touched his nose awkwardly, his eyes flickering.
fanchengcheng:I... I made...
guxiaoran:What are its raw materials?
Gu Xiaoran swallowed a mouthful with difficulty. He was stunned that he didn't know what kind of dish it was, and he couldn't see the dark piece.
fanchengcheng:Cow... beef...
Hearing Fan Chengcheng's words, Gu Xiaoran had to lower his head again to look at the plate of four different dishes.
guxiaoran:Why... why did it become sticky? Still so dark?
Gu Xiaoran didn't dare to compliment his cooking skills at all. She felt that she would never do this again, right?
huangxinchun:Fan Chengcheng, you had the nerve to talk about me just now!
Huang Xinchun covered his head with grievances and finally got up from the ground.
Then he succeeded in getting Fan Chengcheng's eyes, and the others ate while watching the play, and they were hungry until ten o'clock.
fanchengcheng:I have done it very seriously, really!
fanchengcheng:Actually, I just learned how to fry it on TV...
fanchengcheng:I started to put oil in, and later I felt that the oil was less, but they were using it again, and it looked a little mushy, I have to save it...
Gu Xiaoran looked at Fan Chengcheng, wondering how he could save a good steak like this in the future.
zhuzhengting:Then he saw that I put water on scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so he followed suit. As a result, he didn't hold back the water and poured too much.
huangminghao:Then he wanted to simply cook a boiled steak, so he turned up the heat a little and covered the pot.
biwenjun:Then he went to play with his mobile phone, because he only poured a little more water with his hands shaking, so the water in the pot was evaporated by the fire when he opened the lid again after five minutes.
The few of them said a word each, with a strong sense of disgust, as if they wished they didn't know this person at all.
Fan Chengcheng lowered his head and ate silently as if he was at a loss. From time to time, he glanced at Gu Xiaoran's face.
Gu Xiaoran looked at the few people. This steak had gone through a lot...
Can it be called going up the mountain of knives and going down the sea of fire?
dingzeren:It's not over yet.