A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1977

However, at the moment when the dishes were entered, the beautiful woman at the table was stunned.
A pair of beautiful eyes trembled slightly.
At that moment, she only felt that a delicacy and fragrance that she had never felt before exploded in her mouth like an aroma bomb.
Immediately afterwards, the woman took another chopstick and took the second and third bite~
Later, her little cherry mouth was filled with this delicacy.
It’s so delicious~
It’s so delicious.
Since she was little, she has almost eaten all the delicacies of the world, but she has never tasted such a delicious meal.
Before that, for her, eating was just an adjustment in her life, and it was optional.
After all, as far as the master is concerned, energy can be replenished by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.
Therefore, they have already bid farewell to the stage of taking food as the sky.
However, she never thought that food can also bring such a shocking touch to people.
Yes, the rough tea and rice that had been difficult to swallow before her eyes turned into enjoyment for her now.
Soon, a bowl of rice was eaten by her.
“Grandma, is there any more?”
The girl looked at the old lady and asked with some embarrassment.
The old lady and Ye Fan on the side were already confused.
Who would have thought that she was a foodie who was so cold and majestic just now?
You know, at this time, the old lady only took a bite of rice, and Ye Fan only had one third of the rice, but they had already finished the whole bowl.
That night, the girl ate three bowls of rice alone, and most of the food on the table was eaten by her.
If it wasn’t for the rice that had been eaten, Ye Fan could guarantee that she could continue to eat it.
A powerful warrior, if he really eats, it is undoubtedly far beyond normal.
“Grandma, I’m finished.”
“The food you cooked is really delicious.”
“I haven’t had such a delicious meal for a long time.”
“I remember that the last time I felt this way was when my father was alive.”
“Really, the food you cook has the taste of my father.”
“Grandma, you continue to eat.”
“I’ll go back to the room first, so I won’t bother.”
After this beautiful woman praised the old lady, she put down the dishes and quickly left.
Here, only Ye Fan and the old lady were left, looking at the clean plate that was swept away like a windstorm, the corners of their eyes twitched.
“Too…too grandma, are you sure, this woman is not a rice bucket?”
Ye Fan’s eyes twitched, speaking ashamed.
His mother, it was the first time he saw such a person.
The rice hasn’t moved the chopsticks here, but the dishes have been eaten over there.
Is this just a rice bucket?
The old lady also smiled bitterly: “Um, maybe I have eaten a lot of delicacies, but now I suddenly changed the taste. I think it’s novel.”
“Normal, very normal.”
This situation is not uncommon. In the past, it was said that there was an old emperor in the Qing Dynasty who had three meals a day with all kinds of delicacies and delicacies. He almost vomited after eating at the full feast of the Han Dynasty.
Calling famous doctors over and over also failed to cure.
One day suddenly a cook named Xiao Fugui used the ingredients grown at home to make him a bowl of the most common egg fried rice in ordinary people’s homes, but was swept away by the old emperor, and the incurable disease was cured directly.
Therefore, the old lady feels that this situation tonight is probably due to this reason.
Of course, it is undeniable that Ye Fan’s craftsmanship is indeed superb.
Otherwise, when she was in Yunzhou before, Qiu Mucheng would rather go home to eat the food made by Ye Fan than go to the so-called five-star hotel to eat the dishes made by the chef.
In Qiu Mucheng’s view, Ye Fan’s cooking is much better than any famous chef.

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