deadly mantra

Chapter 287 This is a shame!
Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of food from one of the small plates, and put it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly flickered. Although his expression was very stable, the shock in his heart was not at all. A great turbulence on the level of a violent storm.

His ordinary expression made Ji Fanyin dumbfounded.

Just, that's it? !

No surprise, no surprise?
Not even a word of praise!
Ji Fanyin reluctantly pushed a plate of dishes closer to him:

"You try this again."

Shui Qingchen lowered his head slightly, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and took a bite. His face looked... bland? !

Ji Fanyin didn't believe this evil, so she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a chopstick herself, and handed it to his mouth:
"Try this!"

Shui Qingchen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes and glanced at her gently.

Her expression didn't look like she was trying to feed someone, it was clearly the look of anger when she drew a knife to kill someone.

Sighing inwardly, he reluctantly opened his mouth.

Ji Fanyin couldn't wait to ask:

"How about it?!"

The prawns she had just fed had a nice name - Matchmaker's Own Match.

Peel and remove the threads from the prawns, leave the tail on, slice open from the back, pat flat, marinate with the prepared sauce, roll with meat filling, cover with egg batter, fry in oil pan until cooked.

Although the process is simple, once you eat it, it is both crispy and tender.

This is her favorite dish.

Under her eager expectation, Shui Qingchen smiled, with a trace of reluctance hidden in that smile:
"generally."

general.

These two words, like a lightning strike on a sunny day, aroused all Ji Fanyin's competitive spirit.

"Try this!"

"this!"

"This, this, and this!!"

……

Shui Qingchen's deep black eyes flashed a smile inadvertently, then quietly disappeared.

After a while, all seven small dishes were empty.Just a bowl of white rice was left for last.

Shui Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, he took a look and asked:

"Do you still need to taste it?"

Ji Fanyin was so angry that her chest was rising and falling. She was really angry:

"taste!!"

"Pah!" He slapped his chopsticks on the table angrily.

She picked up the spoon, scooped up a full spoonful, and stuffed it into his mouth without any hope.

Shui Qingchen's beautiful eyes are like the sea of ​​stars lit up in the night sky, blooming with dazzling light:

"Rice, very good."

The approval she finally got made Ji Fanyin's facial muscles couldn't help but tremble.

Of course that rice is delicious!

The rice at Yunshangdian is famously expensive. It took five years and 10 taels of silver to develop the best of the best rice after repeated experiments!
but! !
For this bowl of rice that he recognized, she only added water and steamed it! ! !

Hazing!

This is simply a disgrace!
Ji Fanyin slapped the table angrily and stood up.

The solid tabletop was hit with a crack by her.

Under her blazing gaze, Shui Qingchen smiled and asked softly and elegantly:
"Miss Ji, is there anything else that requires Shui's cooperation?"

Ji Fanyin clenched her small hands into fists and shook them with restraint. She tried her best to resist the urge to strangle him to death. In line with the mentality that if she loses her cooking skills, she must not lose her courage. The corners of her mouth twitched and she forced out a smile:

"Master Shui."

"Hmm?" Shui Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled slightly, looking forward to her next words.

Ji Fanyin took a deep breath, swallowed her anger, and said with a sweet smile:
"There is a small matter. I may need to trouble Mr. Shui for a moment."

Shui Qingchen listened quietly:

"Miss Ji, please speak."

(End of this chapter)