Everyone at the scene held back their laughter, and Lu Sehe almost laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.
He put his hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud.
Meng Huaiyin burst into anger when he saw his twisted face.
The fork in his hand poked the sky-high price Michelin a few times angrily.
Tang Mengyuan was proud for a while, she shook her body as if she lost her mind.
"Don't say I'm stingy." Tang Mengyuan put a piece of Dongpo meat in her bowl.
"You give her the dishes I cook?!" Lu Xihe on the side said coolly.
Tang Mengyuan felt cold all over in an instant, and she turned around stiffly.
I found that Lu Xihe was looking at her resentfully, as if he was looking at some kind of heartbreaker.
"This...isn't this our dinner?" Could it be that she didn't have a share of it?
Lu Xihe gritted his teeth and said, "I only made two pieces of this Dongpo meat."
"Just treat it as my piece and give it to her."
"But you took a bite out of the piece in your bowl."
"..." Tang Mengyuan came back to her senses, it turned out that she had already added a piece to her own bowl, and added another piece to Meng Huaiyin.
In other words, Lu Xihe no longer has Dongpo meat.
"I was wrong!" Tang Mengyuan almost knelt down for him. She just got a Michelin star, and she was a little carried away.
"Hmph, let's not take this as an example."
Meng Huaiyin took a sip of Michelin in a good mood when he saw someone cure Tang Mengyuan.
I have to say, this taste is amazing enough.
But don't say it, it's quite flavorful.
It’s just a little less.
Don’t look at the staff bringing up more than a dozen dishes, but each dish is just so thick that it’s not enough to fit between the teeth.
These dozen or so dishes were barely enough for her and Xiao Nanqi to eat half full.
Fortunately, only the two of them won in the end. If there are more others, I am afraid that they will be even more hungry.
Meng Huaiyin sipped the Dongpo meat in his mouth with enjoyment, not to mention, the food in other people's bowls was delicious.
【Hahahahaha, I laughed so hard. 】
【Lu Xen and you complained in tone: You give my cooking to others? 】
【Laughing to death, Lu Xihe is like a bitter woman. 】
【This wave called the villain's success and was killed in the end. (dog head)]
【It’s time to eat, it’s time to drink, the happy candy cp rushes. 】
【In the end, Lu Xihe endured everything, and he didn't get a piece of Dongpo meat. 】
【Hahahahaha, Lu Xihe looked at Xiaotao eating Dongpo meat with resentment on his face. 】
【Lu Xihe: These women are all very bad. Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people. 】
The other two groups of guests simply made fried rice.
Yu Qing sat on Meng Huaiyin's left with fried rice.
Meng Huaiyin frowned, always feeling that she had no good intentions when a weasel greeted a chicken.
Sure enough, after she sat down, she leaned over and said cheekily, "Xiao Yin, your dish looks so delicate, can I take a plate away?"
After speaking, he looked at her with pitiful eyes, as if she was about to shed tears if she didn't give her a bite.
Meng Huaiyin was a little embarrassed, she wanted to cry, so she took out a small handkerchief to wipe her tears.
"Xiaoqing, it's not that I don't give it to you, it's because the director is too sloppy. I can't get enough of the dishes."
Director: It's none of my business, don't drag me into the water!
"Each dish only has such a small mouthful, and Xiao Nanqi and I just tasted it."
Now there are only the last two games left, one for Xiao Nanqi and one for her.
"Why not? You give me your fried rice, and I'll give you this plate." Meng Huaiyin raised his eyebrows and made a decision.
Anyway, this dish seems to be a bit of a repetition of the previous one, so it doesn't matter if you give it to her.
Yu Qing's eyes widened. It's unbelievable that she would exchange such a small bite for such a large plate of fried rice?
Giving her a bite is more or less the same.
She hesitated and said, "I can give you a bite." After all, her fried rice is also very luxurious.
"..." Meng Huaiyin continued to flicker, "Look, this is a dish made by a five-star chef. Its value far exceeds your whole plate of fried rice, and it won't be a loss if you exchange it with me."
Yu Qing was limped by her, and in a trance, changed her own fried rice.
"Thank you!" Meng Huaiyin winked.
"Come, come, let's share." She pulled Xiao Nanqi's plate over and gave him half.
Not to mention, Yu Qing's fried rice is very filling, it will definitely fill them both up.
Meng Huaiyin looked at Yu Qing in amazement. Doesn't she usually pay attention to her diet?
Why did she cook such a big plate of fried rice today? It was only for her alone.
But she didn't care so much, after all, if they were not full, they would have to cook extra.
This wave of Yu Qing is a timely help.
【I counted my fingers, and Yu Qing was about to start attacking again. 】
【...I just watched you flicker quietly. 】
【Although, Michelin is really expensive, but you will really be hungry if you only eat that one bite at night! 】
【I want to know, how did Yu Qing get tricked into it, and she really changed it so stupidly? 】
【Hahahahaha, Meng Huaiyin laughed so hard at me, I didn't expect her to be so foolish. 】
【Hahahahaha, I didn't expect that one day Yu Qing could become stupid. 】
【Is it just me who noticed that Yu Qing eats so much today? 】
Meng Huaiyin's coquettish operation caused the audience to divert their attention, and even began to feel sorry for Yu Qing, calling her a silly big girl.
The person involved in the incident, Yu Qing, was hesitant to take a small bite of food with a spoon in his hand, and it was difficult to start.
She found that no matter which angle she started from, she only had one bite.
She can't do it even if she wants to split into two.
Now she also came to her senses, what was she planning?
Is the seafood fried rice not fragrant enough? Or is it not hot enough?
You have to take a bite of Michelin.
After a day of being outside, Yu Qing deeply regretted that he still didn’t have enough to eat when he came back.
But at this time she has no chance.
She saw Meng Huaiyin share half of her fried rice with Xiao Nanqi.
The two are eating happily now.
The smiles on their faces stung her deeply, as if to say, thank you for your generosity.
She ate the mouthful of Michelin with tears streaming down her face. It tasted pretty good, but it got cold after being left for a long time, and it still couldn't fill her stomach.
Forget it, it’s time to lose weight.
【Hahahahaha, Yu Qing: Do you think I look happy? 】
【It feels like a big bowl of rice is being eaten by her. 】
【One thing to say, one bite is enough. 】
【Laughing, Meng Huaiyin has finished eating the fried rice, but Yu Qing hasn't finished that bite yet. 】
【How long has she been thinking about it? (laughing and crying)]
【Yu Qing: Regret, regret now. If I had known this, I shouldn't have talked to Meng Huaiyin. 】
【Meng Huaiyin: Really fragrant, seafood fried rice is delicious, if there is such a good thing next time, don't forget to call me. 】
After eating and drinking, Meng Huaiyin lay lazily on the sofa and looked up at the sky.
Since the Michelin-starred tableware is all high-end, the program team did not ask them to wash it, but asked the staff to take it back directly.
This also saved her a lot of trouble.
She looked sideways at the other guests in the kitchen through the glass door.
The six of them huddled together in a small kitchen, scrambling to wash the dishes.