Chapter 41

"There's no seasoning, no seasoning!"

"Can he only stir fry mutton?"

Zhou Chunyong laughingly thought that he felt that it was too rash for him to compete with Li Yun in cooking skills. It was a shame!

The boy should have done a good job in the barbecue, and gave her the roast just when she was hungry. That's why Hu Xiaomeng thought his barbecue was the best.

When people are hungry, even a bowl of white rice can be eaten with relish!

"Third course, done!"

In less than five minutes, Li Yun had finished the three dishes and brought them to Mr. Hu.

Zhou Chunyong's whole face turned black.

"Stir fried mutton, pork fried celery, and another Tomato and egg soup? "

"What the hell is this?"

People are so stupid that they want to compete with Shiwang on these three daily dishes?

And still in five minutes, with high fire stir fry, casual and easy cooking out of the dishes!

All the people looked at each other, to say delicious, from the smell, it is really not much bad.

However, compared with the top-level delicacy of antelope horn prepared by Shiwang, it is pure bullshit!

How do the daily dishes compare with Shiwang's?

Isn't it self humiliating!

"I'll have a taste."

In the heart does not agree, Hu old surface but quietly picked up chopsticks.

"Wait, there's only one piece of material left!"

"Main material?"

"It's rice!"

Li Yun put two bowls of rice in front of Hu Laohe and Xiaomeng with a smile and made a gesture: "please use it."

Two people a Leng, is not a competition cooking? Why did you bring the rice?

And there was no special processing for the rice that night. It was the rice that Li Yun directly took out with a spoon from the pot!

Zhou Chunyong is a little uneasy. Li Yun has not shown a flustered expression until now, and has no intention of admitting defeat.

But Zhou Chunyong no matter how to look at the three dishes are not the slightest special!

"Well, it's good. It's delicious."

Mr. Wu picked up a piece of fried mutton, put it into his mouth and bit it, laughing and praising.

People don't think so. Just now Mr. Wu also praised Zhou Chunyong's antelope hanging horn. It's estimated that he didn't want Li Yun to lose too badly.

Hu Xiaomeng ate a piece of pork, bit his chopsticks, pondered for a long time, then said: "strange, the big brother's dishes are not as good as last night's, but why does Xiaomeng feel hungry?"

Said, ate a mouthful of rice, sandwiched a piece of mutton, and then a mouthful of rice, followed by a snoring drink of soup.

Old Hu was doing the same thing as her, but he and his grandson didn't care how to evaluate the three dishes. They ate a large bowl of rice directly!

Zhou Chunyong's pupil shrinks. He finds out that Mr. Wu only ate three mouthfuls of his antelope horn just now, but he can't put down Li Yun's fried mutton. He has eaten most of them!

"Delicious!"

After drinking the soup, Hu laomeng finally exclaimed: "I haven't had such a big appetite for a long time. These three home cooked dishes are not delicious, but they can make people have a big appetite. With the delicious rice, people can't resist this kind of delicious food!

Boy, give me another night of rice

Hu old red light will bowl over, Li Yun did not refuse, respect the old and love the young.

"Why not Wu Lao was angry.

Li Yun laughs, "you'd better not eat so full, this helps digestion, for the elderly, seven points full is the best!"