Chapter 116 Qin Lan’s haze is lifted

Author: round head and round belly

Chapter 116 Qin Lan’s haze is lifted

Hearing the bowel sounds, Li Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The heat has arrived.

Several other people also heard the bowel sounds and looked at Qin Lan.

"Sister Qin Lan, are you hungry?"

Zhao Jinmai asked with concern: "How about I wash an apple for you?"

"No need, I'm just a little bloated."

Qin Lan quickly waved her hand and declined.

At this time, Li Yi suddenly spoke and said to her: "Huh? By the way, you should try this bowl of Tai Chi Fushou Soup! This half of the black soup is made from fungus cut into shreds. It is delicious."

"Um?"

Qin Lan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes followed Li Yi's gaze and looked at the Tai Chi Fu Shou Soup beside him.

"Yes! Sister Qin Lan, please try this soup, it's delicious!"

Zhao Jinmai was also introducing, but then Wu Lei lightly kicked the sole of his shoe and winked.

Only then did she remember that Qin Lan seemed to be unable to eat tofu.

She was about to apologize, but Qin Lan nodded: "Okay! I quite like eating fungus."

Zhao Jinmai was stunned, glanced at her, and then at Wu Lei who was also stunned, and then hesitantly said: "Uh...oh, I'll help you fill it."

As she said this, she took out a small bowl and scooped a spoonful of half of the black soup with a spoon.

"Here, sister Qinlan."

Zhao Jinmai handed the soup bowl to Qin Lan and introduced: "This half is filled with fungus soup, and the shredded fungus inside has a very magical texture."

"Well, thank you."

Qin Lan took the soup bowl and thanked him, but his hands were shaking slightly.

At this moment, her mood was very complicated.

Although this bowl of soup was said to be fungus soup, she could clearly see that the other half of the soup basin was tofu soup.

Just before yesterday, if there was a portion of tofu on the table, she would never use her chopsticks for the entire dish.

But at this moment, she picked up a bowl of soup scooped out of the tofu soup basin.

More importantly, she really planned to give it a try!

She herself felt a little miraculous about this psychological change.

But the reason is that the tofu she saw today and the dishes made with tofu were completely different from what she remembered.

The tofu here seems to have a special magic power, quietly subverting her understanding of tofu.

A strong fragrance floated from the bowl, and Qin Lan swallowed his saliva immediately.

Even though he was affected by his psychological shadow, Qin Lan still had to admit that this bowl of soup was indeed delicious.

But if she drinks it, can she really accept it?

With suspicion, she scooped up a spoonful of soup, hesitated briefly, and put it into her mouth.

The first moment she entered the mouth, she almost spit out the soup out of reflex.

This is still caused by her psychological shadow.

But the next moment, a strong aroma as strong as a typhoon swept across her taste buds, suppressing her conditioned reflex.

Taking a mouthful of soup, she felt as if she was in the forest after the rain.

The humid air is full of the smell of mushrooms, and fungus sprouts on dead trees, carrying the smell of mountain rain.

It smells so good!

This was the only thought left in her mind.

When she came to her senses again, the bowl was empty.

She had finished the whole bowl of soup.

However, eating a bowl of soup did not make her feel full. Instead, she felt hungrier.

Looking at the soup in the basin, she suddenly felt an uncontrollable impulse.

How about trying that half of the tofu soup?

This was a thought that had not appeared in her mind for a long time.

So much so that she was shocked when it first appeared.

But after the shock, the impulse became stronger and stronger.

As if driven by impulse, she took the first step.

Every first step leads to a second step. After a few steps, she was already standing in front of the soup basin.

"Wow!"

"Bullshit!"

The exclamations from the crowd came, which startled her.

But when she looked up, she found that everyone's attention was on Li Yi.

Li Yi has already made the entire chicken skeleton.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the soup basin.

The tofu shreds as thin as silver needles floated in the clear soup, and the black and white Tai Chi fish seemed to have a hypnotic effect, so she unconsciously picked up the spoon and reached towards the white half.

Scooping up a spoonful of tofu soup, she quickly poured the soup into the bowl like a thief, and then stepped aside.

After making sure no one noticed her, she picked up the bowl and looked at the tofu soup in the bowl, her eyes a little nervous.

But what she didn't know was that Wang Tian, ​​who was always paying attention to the show's trends, had noticed her movements backstage.

Seeing her serving a bowl of tofu soup, Wang Tian was a little puzzled.

Didn't she say that she couldn't eat tofu?

Why are you secretly drinking tofu soup now?

If she wants to drink, can't she just tell her and it's over?

This is not a shameful thing, why are you so sneaky?

Unable to figure out her brain circuit, Wang Tian turned his eyes and returned his attention to the program screen: "Camera No. 3 is out of focus! What are you filming?"

In the kitchen, the cameraman who was named suddenly became excited, quickly adjusted the focus, and refocused on Li Yi's hand.

Behind him, Qin Lan stared at the soup bowl, holding a spoon in his hand, and swallowed nervously.

The aroma in the bowl lingered, and she was sure that there was no trace of the taste that she remembered.

But she tried several times, but still didn't dare to bring the spoon to her mouth.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and stuffed the spoon into her mouth.

The conditioned reflex was even stronger than before and she almost retched.

She held her breath and suppressed the nausea.

Then, a fragrance took over all her taste senses.

This smell... She tasted the strands of tofu in the soup, took a deep breath, and the rich bean aroma filled her nostrils.

Just this smell made her a little excited.

Her long-lost memories were awakened little by little. Before her grandma passed away, her favorite thing to eat was the tofu noodles made by her grandma.

At that time, she even drank all the noodle soup she had finished.

And this bowl of soup tastes very similar to the tofu noodle soup that my grandma used to make.

Suddenly, the psychological haze that had haunted her for many years dissipated.

Qin Lan drank spoonful after spoonful of the soup in the bowl, as if he had been hungry for many years.

After finishing one bowl, she went to the soup basin, filled another bowl, raised her head and took a big gulp.

Li Yi caught this scene with his peripheral vision, and the smile on his lips suddenly spread.

"Eh? Sister Qin Lan?"

Zhao Jinmai was surprised to see her sipping the tofu soup.

Doesn’t she not eat tofu?
To be continued...