However, when the dish is entrance, the beautiful woman in front of the table should be stunned.

A pair of beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

At that moment, she only felt that a delicious and fragrant that had never been felt, like a aroma bomb, and exploded in her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the woman clamped another chopstick and ate the second, the third mouth ~

Later, her cherry mouth had been filled with this deliciousness.

It's so delicious ~

It's so delicious.

Since childhood, she has almost eaten the world's mountains and sea flavors, but she has never tasted such delicious meals.

Before that, eating for her is just the adjustment of life, but it is possible.

After all, for the master, relying on the absorption of the aura of the world, you can add energy.

Therefore, they have bid farewell to the stage of food.

However, she never thought that the original food can also bring people such a shocking touch.

Yes, the rough tea and light rice that had been difficult to swallow in front of her eyes, now for her, it has become enjoyment.

Soon, a bowl of rice was eaten by her.

"Grandma, is there any more?"

This girl looked at the old lady, and asked with some embarrassment.

The old lady and Ye Fan were stunned.

Just now, who is still cold and majestic, who has thought about it, what is a foodie?

You know, at this time the old lady's rice took a bite, and Ye Fan was only one -third, but they had finished drying the whole bowl.

This night, the girl ate three bowls of rice, and most of the meals on the table were eaten by her.

If it wasn't for the rice, Ye Fan dared to guarantee that she could continue to eat.

If a powerful warrior, if it really comes, it will undoubtedly exceed the normal people.

"Grandma, I finished eating."

"The rice you make is so delicious."

"I have been a long time, I haven't eaten such delicious meals."

"I remember, this feeling last time was still when my father was alive."

"Really, the meals you make have the taste of my father."

"Grandma, continue to eat."

"I went back to the room first, so I won't bother."

After this beautiful woman boasted the old lady, put down the chopsticks and left quickly.

Here, only Ye Fan and the old lady were left. Looking at the clean plates swept away by the wind and clouds in front of them, the corner of the eyes was straight.

"Too ... grandma, are you sure, this woman is not a rice bucket?"

Ye Fan's eyes twitched, and he was shameful.

His mother, he was the first time he saw these people who had eating.

I haven't moved the chopsticks here, but the vegetables have been eaten over there.

Is this a rice bucket?

The old lady also smiled bitterly: "That, maybe I have eaten too much of the mountain and sea flavor, and now I suddenly changed the taste, I think it's novel."

"Normal, normal."

This situation is not without. It was said that there was an old emperor in the Qing Dynasty before. There were three meals a day for various mountains and sea flavors. The full Han Han was eaten almost vomiting. Later, he had a loss of appetite. He ate little meal every day.

Famous doctors are not cured everywhere.

One day, a chef named Xiaofugui suddenly made him the most common egg fried rice in the home of the people's home with the ingredients planted in the family. As a result, the old emperor was swept away and he directly cured the disease.

Therefore, the old lady felt that this situation tonight is likely to be for this reason.

Of course, it is undeniable that Ye Fan's craftsmanship is indeed superb.

Otherwise, when I was in Yunzhou, Qiu Mucheng would rather go home to eat Ye Fan's meal, and did not want to go to the so -called five -star hotels to eat the dishes made by chefs.

From the perspective of Qiu Mucheng, Ye Fan did more than any famous chef.
Chapter completed!