"Hey, I made a meal before I knew it. I obviously didn't plan that way."

Chen Chichi held her head and looked at the bowls on the wooden table in front of her with a distressed look. The bowls were the clay pot rice they had just made together.

The light golden bacon was covered with slices of white rice like snow-capped mountains, and the thick and salty and sweet sauce poured on it added a lot of color to the bowl of clay pot rice. A few boiled rapeseed and a poached egg were simply placed on the edge.

"Awesome uncle, you cook these three bowls of rice just like in a restaurant." Zhang Zifeng looked at Chen Chichi unexpectedly. She didn't know that this chubby uncle was so good at cooking. She didn't show his skills when she was in the crew.

Chen Chichi, who was a little depressed because he was cheated, changed his face instantly and said proudly: "Zi Feng, you don't know, people who know how to eat, usually cook very well, just like me."

In fact, to be honest, he doesn’t know why he made so casually and how he made things so good for a long time. He has never made clay pot rice at home, but he doesn’t seem to have such high-end feeling. Is it because he specially arranged the plate on the show that he has this effect?

"Yes, yes, my brother said this too." Zhang Zifeng nodded in agreement, "but it just looks a bit monotonous."

Although the rice looks really good, the table is really monotonous. Three bowls contain rice, nothing else, and not even soup, which is a world of difference from the lunch when Huang Lei was there.

"No, no, no, not cold."

Looking at the three bowls of rice on the table awkwardly, Chen Chichi thought for a long time before he made an excuse, "This Chinese people pay attention to eating good breakfast, eating full Chinese food, and eating less dinner."

"There is no need to eat so well at noon, just be able to eat enough."

"Okay, eat it quickly. This clay pot rice is not delicious when it is cold, especially this pot crumb." Wang Qing reminded the two people who were still discussing the two bowls of rice. He had already started to eat his bowl.

But rather than a bowl, he is holding a plate in his hand.

His appetite is much larger than that of ordinary people, so he specially asked to add more when cooking.

Hearing his reminder, Zhang Zifeng and the others who were still gossiping around quickly picked up their own portion.

As soon as he got into his mouth, both Zhang Zifeng and Chen Chichi widened their eyes.

"This...it's so delicious, is this what I made?"

As the palm of the shop, Chen Chichi looked at the rice in the bowl with a little disbelief.

Although the crust formed by lard mixed with roasted rice tastes dry, it tastes dry, but with the rich sauce, the aroma of onion and garlic is a little bit of wine. He even feels that even if there is no side dishes, he can eat a big bowl if he eats dry.

I couldn't wait, he tasted another bite of bacon.

This bacon has been smoked in the mushroom house for a long time. This bacon is different from ordinary meat. It is firm and harder in the meat, because the main thing you eat is not the taste, but the taste.

The mellow bacon is chewed in the mouth as the teeth bite. The smoke brings a unique flavor that explodes on the tip of the tongue like a water bomb. It smells very fragrant when chewed, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes.

"Oh My God."

In less than a few minutes, Chen Chichi had eaten more than half of his bowl of rice. If he hadn't come back to his senses in time, he might have solved the rice quickly under the influence of that appetite.

Looking at the little left in the bowl, he was a little reluctant to eat it. "I think my cooking skills are so good that even if I don't become an actor, I should be able to make a fortune even if I become a chef."

Wang Qing was eating silently and didn't say anything. Instead, Zhang Zifeng kindly reminded: "Uncle, you'd better not be impulsive."

Although she is not very good at cooking, she can still see clearly as a bystander.

Although Chen Chichi was in charge of the whole process of cooking, Wang Qing’s command played a big role. If this uncle was really confused for a while and felt that his talent for cooking was really good, and he retired from the circle to be a cook, then they would be sinners.

"I'm just having fun. I've been working hard for most of my life, so how could I change my career and start over?" Chen Chichi said as she was extremely reluctant to finish the last little rice in the bowl mixed with bacon.

He still felt the smell in his mouth, and then slowly turned his attention to the two people in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Chichi turned his gaze away from Zhang Zifeng and looked at Wang Qing kindly, "Xiaoqing."

"Uncle, we have a little more rice. This plate is not enough for me to eat. I can barely eat five points full." Wang Qing had already guessed what he wanted to say when he saw his eyes. Before he could express his purpose, he had already blocked his words in advance.

"I..."

Looking at his innocent eyes, Chen Chichi turned his head speechlessly, why is this guy monkey spirit?

I originally thought that there was no tiger in the mountains and that he, the fat monkey, could dominate the king, but I didn't expect that after coming, I kept losing the kid, relying on his age and seniority, I kept filling in his pit.

"This bacon is so delicious." Zhang Zifeng picked up a piece of bacon and chewed it. Because the more you chew it, the more fragrant it became, the more she chewed each piece of meat for a long time before swallowing it.

Wang Qing looked at her bowl. He had finished eating the rice and vegetables, but only a few slices of bacon were left to eat slowly.

"If you like this bacon, eat more." He put all the remaining pieces of bacon in Zhang Zifeng's bowl.

"Hehe." Zhang Zifeng smiled sweetly with a grin, not polite, "Thank you brother."

"It's all my family, why are you polite?" Wang Qing stared at her meaningfully.

We have been together for a while, but Zhang Zifeng is not shy. He laughed and picked up another piece of bacon and put it in his mouth, which also gave him a wink.

"If you have time in the future, you can try making this bacon at home." Wang Qing said inadvertently.

Perhaps it was because they had been together for a long time and began to understand and get to know each other's thoughts. Sometimes, even if they didn't speak, a look or an action could make the other party guess the meaning they wanted to express.

Zhang Zifeng became happy when he heard this, and his smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

On the side, Chen Chichi, who was watching the two of them eating, thought Wang Qing was talking to him, and replied, "This is quite troublesome. We probably don't have much time to deal with these things. You should buy ready-made ones."

"It's okay, there will be time at that time." Wang Qing said, while cutting the rice in the bowl and cleaning up the table.

Inexplicably, Chen Chichi, who was sitting in the wooden pavilion with the two, felt a feeling that there seemed to be an invisible wall separating him and the two people opposite him, making him feel a little redundant.

What's going on?

He was a little confused.

"Wang."

At this moment, Xiao H called out and ran to the wooden table, rubbing Chen Chichi's thigh.
Chapter completed!