Several other groups were also completed one after another, and all the dishes were placed on the large table in the middle, dazzling in all kinds.

Zhou Yibai took the dishes as soon as he cooked them. The dishes he cooked were mixed in scattered among the crowd, and he knew which dishes it was. The pot of corn soup was placed in the corner and placed with several other pots of soup.

Everyone served the bowls of rice and started eating happily.

Meng Yu put a full bowl of rice, and before he could even get on the chopsticks, he came to Zhou Yibai and asked quietly, "What kind of dishes are you cooking?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed fish..."

"I've seen two steamed fish."

“…”

Although there were a few dishes on the table that looked very bad, they didn’t know what they tasted, not to mention that there were several dishes that looked quite well and were not inferior to Zhou Yibai. Zhou Yibai looked at it and replied to Meng Yu: "You can eat them all, maybe they all taste very good."

Meng Yu thought it made sense, and he disappeared like a gust of wind in his hand holding the bowl.

The tableware for this meal is a bowl, which is different from the plates in the restaurant buffet. It can be filled in small quantities, so everyone walks frequently during meals, and some people even stand in a circle and start eating while chatting.

Although Zhou Yibai asked Meng Yu to try everything just now, he was not very interested in these things, so he picked up a few dishes he cooked and stepped back to the corner to eat.

Zhou Yibai is not a very appetizing person. He has always been in a day and night way. He gets up at 7 o'clock in the morning to make breakfast. After ate with Ningning, he takes Ningning to kindergarten. When he gets home, he washes the breakfast dishes and throws his clothes into the washing machine and then falls back on the bed and sleeps.

After sleeping all the way until about 1:30 p.m., he got up to dry clothes, clean the house, and then turned on the computer to receive emails.

He was a little procrastinated when working. He was busy and kept painting hard when he was rushing. When he was not rushing, he played games all afternoon. It was often time to take Ningning home in the blink of an eye.

On the way home, he would take Ningning to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and when he came back, he would cook, eat, wash dishes, and do housework. Of course, he would also have to play with Ningning. Listen to Ningning what happened in the kindergarten today, whether the snacks were pudding or cakes, and which child had a good time with her.

It was nine o'clock in the evening that Ningning went to bed and he really started his day's work. This painting would last until one or two in the morning, and sometimes it would take three o'clock to rush to the manuscript, or even all night.

Therefore, he only had two meals a day, and occasionally he was busy with Ningning and didn't care about himself even if he was busy.

And this is still good. In the past, when he was alone, sometimes he only ate one meal a day. Over time, he was not very concerned about eating. He ate a lot of snacks. He can maintain his current thin but not haggard body shape. It can only be said that he is talented.

Zhou Yibai took a few casual bites and then lowered his head to browse Weibo to read the news about the celebrity divorce on today's headlines. He was originally a golden boy and a jade girl in the entertainment industry, but he ended up splitting up. I heard that it was because of cheating.

Zhou Yibai thought, it was better not to get married, so that no one would be hurt. Of course, there was no need to fall in love. It was destined to end with the beginning. The excitement was always temporary, but the excitement was always endless.

Instead of waiting for the day when the tea is cold, it is better to be alone from beginning to end, and no one should provoke anyone.

"You made that pot of stewed cabbage?"

Meng Yu's voice interrupted Zhou Yibai's thoughts. Zhou Yibai came back to his senses and nodded in a daze. Meng Yu showed a "I know" expression on his face and said proudly: "I've finished it."

"Oh..." Zhou Yibai saw Meng Yu leave with another gust of wind, and had forgotten what he was thinking just now, but he just couldn't stop thinking about how Meng Yu's stomach grew.

In the next time, Meng Yu would come back to report to Zhou Yibai as long as he had eaten what he liked and asked if it was made by Zhou Yibai.

It was a coincidence that Meng Yu guessed all the eight dishes, and even the simple kimchi that he had mixed with some seasonings was not missed. I don’t know what method he used to distinguish them.

Meng Yu continued to eat, and Zhou Yibai felt that he had almost eaten, so he planned to drink some soup to finish it.

When he walked to the place where the soup was released, he found that the large pot of corn soup was less than a bowl, and he thought that Meng Yu could indeed eat it, and even the soup could be drunk like this.

He pretended to leave the rest and returned to his seat and started drinking in small sips.

"Did you cook this soup? It's delicious." The girl who had dinner with them on the first day sat next to Zhou Yibai, and the bowl was filled with corn soup. Zhou Yibai vaguely remembered that she was a high school teacher. Although she couldn't remember her name, she had a good impression. She was a gentle and cute girl.

He nodded and admitted, and the teacher asked again: "How did it be cooked? It doesn't look like adding starch, but it tastes very strong and fragrant."

"You need potatoes and cream..." When someone asked, Zhou Yibai explained seriously without missing any steps.

After he finished explaining, he didn't know if the other party had listened, so he had to lower his head and take another sip of the soup.

"So there are so many things I don't know." The teacher smiled, "Where are you from? I didn't seem to hear you say last time?"

Zhou Yibai answered honestly. After the answer, he felt a bad premonition in his heart. He always felt that the other party was coming to chat with him, and the corn soup just started to form a random head.

When he thought of having to chat again, Zhou Yibai couldn't help but tighten his body, and his face, which had no expression, seemed even stiffer.

"Where are you living? That's quite close to my school."

"Um……"

"Do you know that there is a new store on xx Road?"

"Know……"

“Have you eaten?”

"No……"

"Then you must try it. The cheese egg tarts in that restaurant are so delicious!"

"good……"

Zhou Yibai's brain has crashed.

If he is given a question like "On the Method of Fried Eggs with Tomatoes", he can answer it well. But if he only makes right and wrong for him, or even keeps saying sentences, he will not know how to respond at all, and can only use the words "yes", "yes", and "right".

Just like now, he knew that the other party had no malice, but he also noticed that the other party's expression began to show a little embarrassment.

One minute later.

Zhou Yibai's face was stiff, and the female teacher also looked stiff, and the two looked at each other.

(O_O)…???…(O_O)

Finally someone broke the deadlock, Meng Yu came with a bowl.

He first looked at the female teacher, then Zhou Yibai, then looked at the female teacher's bowl, and then looked at Zhou Yibai's bowl, and looked as if he was not very happy.

"The corn soup is gone, and I haven't even had a sip." Meng Yu sat next to Zhou Yibai, wanting to complain as if nothing had happened, but he couldn't suppress the grief in his tone.

"Didn't you drink?" Zhou Yibai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Meng Yu coming. He didn't know why, but he and Meng Yu could always talk well.

"I haven't drunk it, it's not time for me to drink the soup."

"..." It seems that I have not eaten enough yet, Zhou Yibai's heart is sweating coldly, "I'll cook another bowl for you now?"

"never mind."

Meng Yu put the bowl on the table and silently clamped the rice grains in the bowl one by one.

If others probably started to laugh at Meng Yu, who told him to eat so much food, he deserved it. As a foodie, he didn't even know that when eating, he was going to come first and then come.

However, Zhou Yibai is a child. You can tell that he is angry when he looks like he looks.

"You haven't drunk it, maybe it's completely out of your taste, so it's better not to drink it."

"impossible."

"Then you take a sip?"

Zhou Yibai tentatively pushed his bowl towards Meng Yu, not sure whether Meng Yu would eat anything that others had touched.

But he was too worried, Meng Yu took the bowl and drank it.

Meng Yu took a sip, stopped to look at Zhou Yibai, and then finished the whole bowl in one breath.

"Drink it." Although I was still a little unsatisfied, I finally drank it. Meng Yu felt refreshed and left with his bowl.

Zhou Yibai was holding the empty bowl and laughed and cried, and his expression finally stopped being stiff.

"You knew each other before?"

Zhou Yibai shook his head and said, "I met yesterday."

"That's how you think you are old friends." The female teacher who witnessed everything was thinking.

After a while, Meng Yu came back, with the bowl empty, and it seemed like he was planning to quit.

The female teacher had already moved to another table to chat with others, and only Zhou Yibai and Meng Yu were left on this table.

"Are you full?"

"not yet."

“Don’t continue?”

"I'll go eat when everyone stops eating." Meng Yu said, "They will only talk and not eat. There will definitely be a lot left in a while, and it will be wasted."

Boss Meng has always been strict with himself and lenient to others. Even at the company party, he, the boss, specializes in eating leftovers and is particularly frugal. His employees who speak very badly said that he was scrambling feed with pigs, but Zhou Yibai didn't think so, but instead put on a bowl of vegetables and came back.

"Aren't you full?"

"fine……"

What Zhou Yibai was embarrassed to say was that he had eaten too little, and when he thought that the leftovers Meng Yu would eat later was also caused by him, he felt uneasy.

Zhou Yibai ate two more bowls, but in the end, few people wanted to eat it. There were a lot of things left on the table. Meng Yu ate all the leftovers and cold roasted soup. When eating, he did not forget to jokingly complain that Zhou Yibai was so skillful that he almost had nothing to cook, and the rest were all things that were not very good.

There was an hour and a half after lunch, and the two went back to their room to rest.

Meng Yu has always been energetic and can continue working non-stop after dinner. However, Zhou Yibai is different. As soon as he returns to the room, he moves slowly towards the bed, slowly takes out the lithograph, and slowly starts to refresh his joy...

"Your game is a time checkpoint." Meng Yu kindly reminded.

"Well..." Zhou Yibai's eyelids were very heavy, but he didn't want to go to bed. His figure with a tough and strong mind was too touching, and Meng Yu couldn't help but rescue him and passed the hurdle.

"You go to bed."

Zhou Yibai shook his head, held on and couldn't sleep, and clicked on the next level.
To be continued...