Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

In the end, Fuya didn't really take action.

After regaining her composure, Fuya casually waved away the ice picks that filled the surrounding area, sat on her seat with her mouth pursed, and looked at Qi Han aggrievedly.

Qi Han did one thing right. He made two portions of fried sausages and tasted them in front of Fu Ya.

Little Black Mouse...oh no, the reason why Heihua Fuya calmed down was largely because of this.

If she was the only one eating it, Fuya had to wonder if Qi Han was deliberately harming herself by using such... ingredients to cook.

But Qi Han also ate it, and it was very delicious, which made her mentally balanced to a great extent.

Balance is balance, but after Fu Ya calmed down, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.

She recalled those delicious swollen and fat sausage rings.

Since the fat intestines are made from the large intestines of badger pigs, the fried pulp inside...

Yue!

Don’t think about this matter carefully. Is it really because people who don’t eat fat intestines don’t like the taste of fat intestines?

No, most people who don’t eat fat intestines do so because they have excessive associations with it, which leads to them never trying fat intestines.

And Fuya is different from these people, because she has already eaten it without knowing it...

Let us say it together: Qi Han is a real dog!

This made her feel extremely confused. Her head kept telling her that she couldn't eat this thing, it was too..., and her tongue kept telling her that this thing was really delicious, and she even wanted to eat it again.

Eat once...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhw

The two villains fought in Fuya's mind, and the villain who finally chose not to eat barely gained the upper hand.

Watching the defeated villain, he shouted with tears in his eyes: "I will definitely come back!", and the victorious villain sneered arrogantly.

I, Fuya! I will never eat this dish again in my life.

In order to strengthen her heart, Fu Ya resolutely raised her head and looked at Qi Han, "Boss, don't cook me this dish for my work meals in the future!"

"Okay, okay." Qi Han, who was almost turned into a hedgehog by Fuya, did not dare to provoke her anymore and nodded in agreement.

As for her own food in the future...

That has nothing to do with me, Mr. Qi!

"Then...I'm going to make the third new dish?" Qi Han tilted his head towards the kitchen.

Fu Ya pursed her lips. To be honest, after what she had experienced just now, she was inexplicably more... afraid of Qi Han's new dishes?

How does it feel to expect and fear at the same time?

We can sum it up in two words: complex!

Look, what is this called?

Listening to your words is like listening to your words.

The last time I heard these words was the last time.

"Boss, the ingredients for this dish..." After hesitating for a moment, Fu Ya still asked.

Qi Han, who had already prepared it, said directly without thinking, "I promise you, this dish will not have any strange taste, and no offal will be used."

Hmm...does the brain count as internal organs?

It feels like it shouldn't count.

After all, this thing is not in the stomach.

Qi Han said everything, but said nothing, so Fu Ya believed it, and her eyes shone with anticipation again, "Then I will continue to try the dishes!"

In order to further dispel Fuya's vigilance, Qi Han smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the next dish will be very healing."

Cure?

Does it mean healing one’s heart that was hurt just now?

Is there really such a magical food?

Fuya's heart warmed slightly, and she decided to take back her comment that Qi Han was a straight man.

The boss is obviously a warm man!

Turning around and heading to the kitchen, a few minutes later, Qi Han brought out two small, palm-sized porcelain plates again.

In the porcelain plate, there is a piece of tinfoil that has been folded up and placed underneath. The top of the tinfoil is sealed. Not only can you see what is in it, but you can't even smell it.

"This is?" Fuya opened her eyes wide and looked at the strange food.

"This is a special cooking method, look at how I eat it." Qi Han had long expected that Fuya had never seen such a cooking method before, so he took the initiative to demonstrate.

Twist and pull the seal at the top of the tinfoil, and the tinfoil opens like petals, revealing the brain inside. A rich fragrance instantly bursts out from the breach, sweeping across the entire dining area.

Fuya followed suit and carefully opened the tin foil and looked at the food inside.

There is more than half a fist-sized brain lying quietly in the tin foil, soaked in a thin layer of soup, with fine garlic, green onion, coriander, millet, pepper and other seasonings sprinkled on the surface, which has a light garlic aroma.

The rich fragrance continuously poured into Fuya's mouth and nose through the small tinfoil opening.

Well!

Fuya couldn't help but swallow her saliva. The smell of brains roasted in tin foil was too tempting.

It seems that the boss really didn't lie to himself. The food this time really didn't smell bad.

The ingredients for this dish must be normal!

She carefully peeled off the minced garlic and other seasonings covering the brains, and was about to eat it when her movements suddenly froze.

The garlic covering the surface was pushed aside, and the shallow grooves on the brain were exposed to Fuya's eyes.

This thing...

Looks familiar?

Let me think about where I've seen it...

It seems to be an anatomy class in the academy's soul beast knowledge class.

It turns out this is the brain...

etc...

Brain!!!

Fu Ya suddenly raised her head and looked at Qi Han, feeling as if she had entered some evil organization.

Qi Han happily picked up the spoon, scooped out a small piece of brain and put it into his mouth.

Well, it's really fragrant, but it's a pity that the taste of the brain flower has not been improved, it is no different from before.

[Muscles and internal organs can improve their texture and taste through acquired feeding, but the brain cannot.]

Qi Han rarely criticized the system, but nodded in agreement.

No wonder this dish is the only one among the three that tastes perfect. It turns out there is no room for improvement.

However, in Fu Ya's eyes at this moment, the scene of Qi Han eating her brains looked particularly terrifying.

Qi Han's image in Fu Ya's eyes suddenly changed from a bright and majestic boss to a brain-sucking demon.

When I couldn't sleep when I was little, my mother used to scare me with brain-sucking demons.

Wuwuwuwu I want to go home...

The boss is so scary...

Is this what the boss calls a cure?

It's obviously causing me depression, right?

"What's wrong?" He looked up at the white mouse, only to find Fuya cowering aside in fear, looking at him with wide eyes, "Uh... Fuya, there's no need for you to react so loudly, right? This is Badger Pig's."

Naohua, it tastes very good, why don’t you try it?”

really!

Hammered!

This is really the brain!

Fuya shook her head like a rattle, "Boss, I don't want it."

Qi Han blinked and showed an evil smile, "It's too late now~" He stood up and walked to Fuya. Qi Han picked up her roasted brains, took a spoonful with a small spoon, and came closer.

Fuya's face said, "Ah~"

Fuya shook her head violently, with tears of humiliation in the corners of her eyes, "No! No! Ah!!!"

When Fuya opened her mouth to refuse, Qi Han quickly put the spoon into her mouth, and then Shi Shiran put down her roasted brains.

Brain!

The brain is in my mouth!

Fuya's eyes looked horrified and she shook her head crazily.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?”

Smashing her mouth twice, Fuya was suddenly stunned.

Why is it so delicious?