Conan's I am Pikachu

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But even if Hongshu's cooking skills are not as good as Zeyu, it is definitely not bad.

The moon cakes made by Hongshu not only look great, but also have excellent taste. They are very close to those made by Zeyu.

You know, when Ze Yu was experiencing life, he was a chef. His cooking skills are very good and he is a real chef.

Hongshu is just a child whose true age is only ten years old. It's incredible that he can approach Ze Yu in his cooking skills.

Sure enough, genius is different.

Hongshu is not only talented in information technology, he almost developed artificial intelligence when he was only ten years old, and he is also talented in cooking, which is really amazing.

Enviable.

Of course, Ze Yu would not be envious. The person who felt envious was Bu Mei and Hui Yuan Ai.

"Hongshu, have you made moon cakes before?" Ze Yu asked curiously.

"No, it's the first time to do it now." Hiroki said with a smile, "It's great to be recognized by Xiaohan."

Probably because the childhood experience was not good, Hongshu often smiled wryly.

But now, the smile on his face couldn't see the slightest bitterness, it was full of sunshine.

Obviously, after hearing Zeyu's compliment, Hongshu was very happy.

Hui Yuanai bit her lip again, feeling a bit wronged and unwilling in her heart.

Hongshu, you are a boy, why is your cooking so good?

You are not married!

After losing to a kid in cooking, and it was said by Zeyu himself, Hui Yuanai felt very upset and unwilling.

She made up her mind that she must practice her cooking when she is free, not to be able to reach the level of a chef, at least to surpass Hongshu.

After eating Hongshu's mooncakes, Zeyu looked at the last mooncake.

It's what Conan did.

"..." Ze Yu was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a bit of toothache, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "My stomach doesn't seem to be well, so don't you eat?"

Conan was also silent.

No, are you so disgusted?

Even the excuse of'belly ache' can be found. How disapproving of my cooking skills?

"No, you must eat it!" Conan gritted his teeth and said firmly.

On this point, Conan will never give in.

"...Okay then." Ze Yu swallowed helplessly, carefully picked up a strange-shaped moon cake, then trembled and took a bite.

As soon as he entered the entrance, Ze Yu's face became ugly, and a bitter expression appeared on the beautiful little face.

Conan's mooncakes are really hard to describe.

The filling is not only hard, but also sweet and oily. The taste is so strange that Ze Yu cannot describe it.

He resisted the urge to vomit, swallowed this mouthful of moon cakes, and smiled forcefully: "These moon cakes are suitable for feeding Conan."

Hearing that, a big question mark popped out of Conan's head.

What is "suitable for feeding Conan"?

I am not a pig!

Wait, what I made is not pig food, but sweet and delicious moon cakes!

In order to make the mooncakes, Conan was so ashamed that he finally finished it with great difficulty, but he got such a comment from Ze Yu...

His mentality was a little broken.

"Xiaoyu, how can you say that!" Conan said dissatisfied: "No matter how bad the mooncakes I made, you wouldn't be so ironic about me, right?"

After speaking, Conan deliberately picked up a piece of moon cake he had made, put it in his mouth, and chewed.

After chewing a few times, Conan's face changed and he vomited.

"vomit……"

Conan looked ugly and spit out the broken mooncakes in his mouth into the trash can, and then bah bah bah.

But even if Hongshu's cooking skills are not as good as Zeyu, it is definitely not bad.

The moon cakes made by Hongshu not only look great, but also have excellent taste. They are very close to those made by Zeyu.

You know, when Ze Yu was experiencing life, he was a chef. His cooking skills are very good and he is a real chef.

Hongshu is just a child whose true age is only ten years old. It's incredible that he can approach Ze Yu in his cooking skills.

Sure enough, genius is different.

Hongshu is not only talented in information technology, he almost developed artificial intelligence when he was only ten years old, and he is also talented in cooking, which is really amazing.

Enviable.

Of course, Ze Yu would not be envious. The person who felt envious was Bu Mei and Hui Yuan Ai.

"Hongshu, have you made moon cakes before?" Ze Yu asked curiously.

"No, it's the first time to do it now." Hiroki said with a smile, "It's great to be recognized by Xiaohan."

Probably because the childhood experience was not good, Hongshu often smiled wryly.

But now, the smile on his face couldn't see the slightest bitterness, it was full of sunshine.

Obviously, after hearing Zeyu's compliment, Hongshu was very happy.

Hui Yuanai bit her lip again, feeling a bit wronged and unwilling in her heart.

Hongshu, you are a boy, why is your cooking so good?

You are not married!

After losing to a kid in cooking, and it was said by Zeyu himself, Hui Yuanai felt very upset and unwilling.

She made up her mind that she must practice her cooking when she is free, not to be able to reach the level of a chef, at least to surpass Hongshu.

After eating Hongshu's mooncakes, Zeyu looked at the last mooncake.

It's what Conan did.

"..." Ze Yu was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a bit of toothache, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "My stomach doesn't seem to be well, so don't you eat?"

Conan was also silent.

No, are you so disgusted?

Even the excuse of'belly ache' can be found. How disapproving of my cooking skills?

"No, you must eat it!" Conan gritted his teeth and said firmly.

On this point, Conan will never give in.

"...Okay then." Ze Yu swallowed helplessly, carefully picked up a strange-shaped moon cake, then trembled and took a bite.

As soon as he entered the entrance, Ze Yu's face became ugly, and a bitter expression appeared on the beautiful little face.

Conan's mooncakes are really hard to describe.

The filling is not only hard, but also sweet and oily. The taste is so strange that Ze Yu cannot describe it.

He resisted the urge to vomit, swallowed this mouthful of moon cakes, and smiled forcefully: "These moon cakes are suitable for feeding Conan."

Hearing that, a big question mark popped out of Conan's head.

What is "suitable for feeding Conan"?

I am not a pig!

Wait, what I made is not pig food, but sweet and delicious moon cakes!