Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

"Old Du, why don't you let me taste it?" Seeing how delicious Lao Du's food was, Lao Hu couldn't help asking.

Lao Du looked at the meatballs in his lunch box, "Let's exchange!"

I really don't want to agree, his meatballs are delicious.

But if you don't agree, you won't be able to eat cold skin, it looks delicious.

Just, I really want to eat it!

I only regret that I bought so little. If I knew what I was afraid of, I should have a portion of all the food. At worst, I just bought an incubator.

But it's too late to regret now.

If they go back to line up again, it is estimated that they will not be able to turn in for several hours. There are too many people and the line is too long.

The desire to eat Liangpi overcomes everything, Lao Hu nodded with difficulty and said yes, and said, "How to exchange?"

"Give me a meatball, and I'll give you two chopsticks of cold skin!" Lao Du raised two fingers, with an expression that you made a lot of money.

Old Hu laughed angrily, and wanted to exchange the cold skin with two chopsticks for a big meatball like him, why wouldn't Lao Du go to heaven!

"No change..."

"do not."

As soon as he heard that Lao Hu had the attitude of not changing, Lao Du quickly interrupted him, and said with a smile, "Why not change, what a bargain for us to eat instead!

Old Hu snorted, "It's you who got the deal, not me!"

Okay, it looks like I can't afford to eat a meatball without spending a lot of money.

"Add two chopsticks?"

"No change!"

"Three chopsticks?!"

"No···"

"Tell me, how many chopsticks do you need before you are willing to change?"

"Let me tell?"

"right!"

"We each have half of the cold skin, and I'll give you one of the meatballs!"

"I···"

"If you don't accept rejection, change if you agree. If you don't agree, we will eat ourselves."

"...OK, change it!"

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, Lao Du gave him half of the Liangpi, and Lao Hu poked him a meatball.

Looking at each other, the two snorted at the same time, and then started eating.

Kacha Kacha, shredded cucumber, shredded radish and shredded chicken combined with cold skin will bloom the ultimate deliciousness in the mouth. The pure, refreshing, sour, hot and spicy taste from nature is extremely addictive.

The addition of sesame oil is like the finishing touch, making this cold noodle seem to come alive.

My whole body seemed to be soaked in the aroma of sesame oil, and when I exhaled, the faint aroma of sesame seeds dissipated with the wind.

"My God..."

He sighed sincerely, thanking God for giving Chef Jane to them, allowing them to enjoy such delicious food.

Society is a multi-layered structure, composed of circles, and there are thick walls between the circles. If you want to cross or break, it is as difficult as climbing the sky, and it is not much better.

Before today, he never thought that anyone could break the wall of the circle in one fell swoop.

However, Chef Jane made him see the possibility.

The food she cooks should not be something that exists in this world.

It makes people obsessed, addicted, and deeply trapped in it.

With such a unique charm, as long as the yearning and desire for delicious food in human genes are not completely exterminated, she can easily break through this wall.

No one can resist the charm of food from the high-level dignitaries to the low-level people.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as magic.

It is worthy of the person who came up with the idea of ​​eating insects to solve the problem of Zerg flooding.

Fantastic little girl!

"Old Du, let me tell you, if I were a hundred years younger, I would definitely go after Chef Jane." Old Hu looked regretful.

Old Du Haoxuan, who was indulging in the delicious Sixi meatballs, was almost choked with fright. He swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Lao Hu, "Your brain was hit by a meteorite?"