Just when Huo Huan was savoring the braised pork in the canteen with his most exaggerated expression of enjoyment, a scent that was somewhat similar to the one in the canteen today, but richer and more delicious, suddenly burst out!
Huo Huan's eyes widened, and his nose couldn't help but sniff: "It smells so good! Where does the braised pork have such a strong aroma? Could it be that the chef in the cafeteria made a new pot?!"
With Changgui as the center of the circle, the students who were several meters away widened their eyes and began to look for the source of the fragrance.
Huo Huan smelled the smell and turned around. When he saw the lunch box in Chen Changgui's hand, it was red in color, evenly hung with sauce, and the braised pork was so soft and waxy that it kept trembling. He almost made his eyes pop out!
"You, I...how is this possible?!" Huo Huan stood up suddenly, his round belly overturned the rice plate, his voice was full of shock, "Why does your braised pork look so good and smell so good?" fragrant?!"
Huo Huan's loud voice was deafening. Everyone in the cafeteria turned their attention to it, wanting to know what kind of braised pork could surprise the well-informed fourth son of the Huo family.
The chef in the cafeteria is the number one restaurant in Kyoto, a chef from Zuixian Tower. How could a poor freshman have better braised pork?
The aroma of a box of braised pork that had been cooked obviously could not spread too far. Students who were far away from Changgui could not smell the amazing sweet aroma of sauce when they opened the lid, so they were very skeptical of Huo Huan's exclamation. Skeptical attitude.
This Fourth Young Master Huo is always taken aback and is not worthy of belief.
Seeing the appearance of the braised pork in Guo Changgui's hand and smelling its aroma, and now looking at the braised pork on his plate, he felt quite like "Except for Wushan, it's not a cloud."
Chang Gui's reaction to everyone's attention was even more vigilant at this time. Fortunately, 99% of the students present were ordinary people, and the few remaining cultivators were those who had not yet advanced in cultivation. No one beat Changgui better than Changgui, and only then could Changgui use his chopsticks with peace of mind.
The chopsticks obviously only lightly touched the skin of the meat, but they were able to penetrate it so easily. The surface of the meat first dented with the tip of the chopsticks, and then bounced back when it was poked. Such a silent movement, for some reason, everyone heard. But there was an inexplicable sound of "Bo'er".
Everyone's eyes followed the movement of the meat. When Changgui put the tempting braised pork into his mouth, everyone who looked at it felt suddenly melancholy in their hearts.
At this time, Chang Gui’s expression of genuine enjoyment seems to be in need of beating - it’s a pity that he can’t be beaten!
Huo Huan looked at Chang Gui's expression of enjoyment that was much more real than his own, then looked at the alluring braised pork in Chang Gui's lunch box, and then turned his attention to the messy meal that he had spilled. No matter how shameless he was, At this time, my ears were all red.
Isn't this a sword dance in front of Guan Gong?
Moreover, it looked really delicious, much better than the ones in the cafeteria... For some reason, Huo Huan was so bold that he couldn't help but stretch out his big fat hand towards the lunch box!
Everyone's breath was held in response to Huo Huan's movements!