Chapter 102: This is something that a ninth-level chef can’t compare.

The silly pillar scooped a spoonful of egg custard with a spoon and filled it into his mouth.

The slippery, fragrant egg custard is eaten in the mouth, making people not want to swallow it for a long time, for fear of losing this delicacy.

“Click” Silly Pillar swallowed.

The tender and delicious egg custard is endlessly memorable and mouth-dropping.

Silly Zhu ate two more mouthfuls in a row, still very much wanting to eat, he was a little embarrassed. He was shocked.

“Aunt Yi, did you do this?”

How do you make this, it’s so delicious, I’m a chef, and I’ve only eaten it once in Lao Mo, but that taste is still a little lacking.

“Your taste and texture is really good.”

Aunt Yi smiled: “This is not what I did, it was Wen Xing, I was not at home, he was hungry, and he studied it himself, which also made me very unexpected, I didn’t expect it to be so delicious.” ”

“This Wen Xing really does what it looks like, there is a look.”

Silly Zhu was stunned, it was really amazing that the egg custard made by a six or seven-year-old child was actually better than that made by a chef.

“Wen Xing, how did you do this? As far as your craft is concerned, you can be a chef in any restaurant. ”

Zhao Wenxing smiled: “Just take a few eggs and stir them into the bowl.” ”

Aunt Yi: “Silly Zhu, what do you say?” Our family Wenxing is only six or seven years old, and we will study hard in the future, what kind of chef. ”

Silly Zhu: “Yes, you are right, Aunt Yi, I just want to learn cooking from Wenxing, there is no other meaning.” ”

“Wen Xing, stir it up, you don’t put any special secret recipes?”

Zhao Wenxing shook his head: “What else can I put in it?” ”

Aunt Yi: “Our family’s seasoning is only salt, besides, our family Wenxing made something for the first time, what can we put in.” ”

Silly Zhu was stunned.

Zhao Wenxing smiled: “Aunt, if you like to eat, I will often make it for you in the future.” ”

Aunt Yi: “You don’t know that I know that you are about to scare me to death when you cook, the coal fire is dangerous, you will be hungry in the future and tell your aunt, and the aunt will make it for you.” ”

Zhao Wenxing: “Okay, Auntie.” ”

Silly Zhu was stunned in place, unable to figure out how this egg custard could be made so delicious. There is nothing to do and no way to learn.

The deaf old lady smelled the fragrance and came to Yi Zhonghai’s home, and saw that there were two bowls of egg soup on the table, and she was very hungry, and the fragrance was emitted by this egg soup.

Aunt Yi saw that the old lady was coming.

“Old lady, you are here, sit quickly.”

The deaf old lady stared straight at the custard.

“This is custard?”

Aunt Yi nodded: “Yes, come, you taste it.” ”

The deaf old lady pursed her lips.

She picked up the spoon and took a sip, then looked at the silly pillar.

“Silly Zhu, did you do this? The craftsmanship has improved, and I don’t know if I will send a copy to my grandmother. ”

Silly Zhu looked at Zhao Wenxing: “I didn’t do it, I did it by Zhao Wenxing.” ”

The deaf old lady was shocked: What, a six or seven-year-old doll made it? Don’t joke, you don’t necessarily make this craft, grandma I still ate -2.9 chefs many years ago, the craft is already very good, that person is now a level nine chef,

“But the custard is not as tender as it gets.”

The corners of Zhao Wenxing’s mouth rose, and he felt that this ten-level cooking skill was really different, which was one level worse than the ninth level, and the taste made was still different.

Silly Zhu said with great certainty: “Old lady, you heard correctly, it was made by Zhao Wenxing’s child.” ”

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