Datang Coroner

Chapter 2086 Smell Bomb
Fang Liang and Chun Li didn't escape either, and they also took three steps back with a look of incompetence.

Ah Mei pinched her nose tightly.

When Li Changbo came back, his face was a little stiff: "Is this really edible?"

Fu Shiyi swallowed and nodded: "Don't worry, it's not broken, it's delicious."

What is this taste?She hasn't fried stinky tofu yet!

Thinking of stinky tofu, Fu Shiyi's saliva suddenly became more salivating.

She swallowed, and comforted herself: It doesn't matter, I will go buy tofu as raw materials tomorrow!
Using pork bones and snails to make soup, Li Changbo and others said it was pretty good—although snails looked weird and didn’t seem like an ingredient, they had already talked about snails in Shiwei Restaurant, and they are no longer Wu Xia Amon, a man without knowledge.

But when Fu Shiyi fried the diced pieces of various ingredients in oil, the smell of sour bamboo shoots was suddenly aroused, and everyone retreated from the kitchen.

Even Chun Li, who was burning the fire, couldn't hold back. After holding her breath and adding a handful of firewood to the stove, she rushed out quickly and took a deep breath.

But when he looked at Fu Shiyi again, his face was completely calm, as if he couldn't smell the stench at all, but rather enjoyed it.

They were outside the kitchen, smelling the unique smell that wafted out, watching Fu Shiyi humming a little song and stir-frying, Fang Liang finally couldn't help asking: "Mr. right?"

He lowered his voice: "I think this smell is similar to that of a corpse. Why is there such a big difference?"

In fact, Li Changbo couldn't figure it out at all.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and everyone in the Li family was slowly getting up. The cook had come to prepare to cook, but before she got close, she smelled a strong stench, and she was shocked.

When I ran over to take a look, my husband and the others were standing outside the kitchen, while my wife was frying something.

I couldn't see what was being fried, but the cook had already thought of something very bad. Her face was pale, her eyes widened and she asked tremblingly, "Miss, is she frying some rotten meat in a wok? You can't eat the meat if it's rotten." -"

Li Changbo shook his head complicatedly: "It's not rotten flesh."

The cook's eyes widened, and her voice became even more frightened: "Then...then...what are you frying?"

Not only was she terrified, but Li Changbo felt that the cook might be a little weak.

Fang Liang pinched his nose and reminded in a Weng voice: "Don't think about it, the lady is not crazy, she is just a little greedy and wants to eat."

"Then you can't eat shit!" The cook was terrified, and accidentally blurted out what was in her heart, and urged eagerly: "I want to eat some strange things after pregnancy, but I can't really indulge my wife—"

Originally, the cook didn't mention this word, and everyone didn't think of it.

But now that the cook mentions it, when everyone thinks about it, it really feels a bit like that...

Li Changbo suppressed retching, and waved his hands to deny: "No, it's a kind of stinky bamboo shoots, it just smells a little weird. Don't talk nonsense."

Turning his head, Fu Shiyi was standing by the kitchen door with a shovel in his hand, and said quietly: "I heard you. You suspect that I fry shit."

The scene was awkward.

But Fu Shiyi emphasized it again in the end: "I think it's quite fragrant. You'll know it when you eat it."

Everyone panicked in unison: No, we don't want to eat at all!Not at all!!
Seeing the resisting expressions of the crowd, Fu Shiyi suddenly felt a deep loneliness: Such delicious food, cannot be shared, without the company of a bosom friend, how lonely it is!

But it doesn't matter, she believes that Wang Ning and Mrs. Du will fall in love with such a good thing.

Let's just say they still can't.

When the soup base is ready and the noodles are ready to be cooked, it is time for breakfast.

Although it is not good to eat such spicy and oily food early in the morning, Fu Shiyi has been thinking about the snail noodles all night, can he care about this?
She solemnly asked Li Changbo to invite Mrs. Du and Wang Ning over, and was going to share delicious food with them.

What she didn't know was that the whole mansion knew about the pot of snail soup she cooked in the kitchen.

Mrs. Du and Wang Ning were solemnly thinking whether to take Fu Shiyi to the obstetrics and gynecology hospital.

After Li Changbo passed by, Mrs. Du hesitated and asked, "Is Shiyi really cooking...cooking...human yellow?"

After all, cultural people can't say that word, so they have to say the elegant name.

Wang Ning also looked concerned and worried.

Li Changbo had no choice but to explain again that it was really not cooking that weird thing, but just a bowl of snail noodles.

In the end, he almost swore to the sky that he found everything in the soup by looking at it, and there was absolutely nothing that shouldn't be there.

Mrs. Du and Wang Ning were still dubious.

When Fu Shiyi invited the two of them to enjoy it together, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quickly looked at each other, and exchanged a look: Shall we go?

Mrs. Du hesitated: "Why don't you go and have a look? Shiyi has never made a mistake in cooking."

Thinking of the delicacies in the past, Mrs. Du still gained three points of confidence: Yes, that's right, the ones I made before are delicious, so this time it shouldn't be bad... right?

Wang Ning was also heartbroken: "Let's eat with her."

The resoluteness of the two elders made Li Changbo a little moved. He thought for a while and said, "I'll try it in a while. If it's okay, you can move your chopsticks later."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law immediately let out a long sigh of relief, saying that this method is very appropriate.

Mrs. Du looked at Li Changbo kindly: "Sure enough, I didn't raise you for nothing."

Wang Ning also nodded: "Fortunately, you are conscious."

An idea came to Li Changbo's mind: Is there a possibility that they wanted him to test the drug first?
In fact, Mrs. Du and Wang Ning still underestimated the bowl of snail noodles.

Sitting at the table, the maids held their breath and put the snail noodles in front of them, and they finally realized the power of the snail noodles.

It turned out that the maids were not exaggerating when they said that the smell wafted across the house.

Fu Shi picked up the chopsticks happily, and greeted: "Eat quickly, the powder will lose its flexibility after soaking for a long time."

In fact, the powder that is full of soup is really fragrant and delicious.

Fu Shiyi picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. He was instantly captured by the sour, umami, and spicy taste. He was so intoxicated that he almost cried: "That's the taste! It's like eating it!"

Wang Ning and Mrs. Du were shocked to see Fu Shiyi's unchanging enjoyment, then looked down at the snail powder exuding a strong smell in resistance, and finally took a look at Li Changbo.

Li Changbo also stared at the snail powder for a while.

Anyway, when he picked up the chopsticks, he felt for the first time that the chopsticks were so heavy.

The only good thing is: the snail powder smells bad, but it actually looks good.

He took a deep breath, held his breath, quickly picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth, then chewed——

　The snail noodles are still delicious.It's just that the sour bamboo shoots smell really sour.See you tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)