Templar.
Stir-fried vegetables.
Pickle.
Jade son burned.
…Miso soup, and the main course rice.
Xiao Lan placed each type of food into a small bowl and placed it on her own plate.
Although they were all ordinary home-cooked dishes, they were constantly emitting the fragrance of a lover's heart and spleen, making people unable to help but calm down and taste them.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Oh, it's here!"
Hearing Lan's voice coming from the kitchen, Mao Li's spirits were lifted.
After eating stewed vegetables and pickled vegetables for several days, he could finally eat meat today!
It really wasn't easy!
Three plates were carried out of the kitchen by Xiao Lan and placed on the wooden table in front of her.
Every time Nihon ate, the variety of dishes was relatively rich, but the amount was relatively small.
However, it was not so strict at home. They would make a certain amount of food according to everyone's appetite.
Try to make sure that everyone can finish their portion.
For example, this time, White Feather's plate had a little more food, while Xiao Lan's plate had a little less.
"Fried Shrimp Templar, I won't stand on ceremony!”
Mao Li rubbed his hands and picked up his chopsticks to start tasting.
At this moment, Xiao Lan, who had returned to the kitchen and was taking off her apron, heard Mao Li's words and stuck her head out. She said unhappily,"Daddy, you haven't washed your hands yet!"
"What does that matter? I won't get sick.”
Mao Li didn't care. He picked up the fried prawn and put it into his mouth. In one bite, half of it was gone!
"Oh ~~ It's really delicious. Little Yu, eat more.”
Mao Li ate while gesturing for White Feather to wash his hands and return.
"Yes."
White Feather sat cross-legged on the side of the wooden table, picked up the chopsticks, and began to taste them one by one.
The taste was indeed as he knew. It was delicious.
However, there were also flaws. However, Xiaolan was not a professional chef after all. To be able to do this, she must have studied it seriously and put in a lot of effort.
If one really had to evaluate it, it would be that the flaws could not obscure the merits.
"How is it? It tastes good, right?”
Although Mao Li was asking a question, his tone was exceptionally certain, and there was a hint of pride and pride in it.
"Yes, it's delicious."
"Thank you."
Xiao Lan walked out of the kitchen and smiled when she heard Bai Yu's praise.
Because of the hard work he put in, he received the affirmation of hope.
"Is there anything wrong with that?”
However, Xiaolan's purpose was not only to get this compliment, but also to find out her shortcomings in cooking.
Bai Yu put down his chopsticks and said,""I haven't been in Japan for long, so I don't know much about the food here.”
In other words, it was not easy to comment on his shortcomings.
However, in Xiaolan's ears…
"Sorry, I forgot to cook Chinese cuisine. I'll go now.”
"Wait a minute."
Bai Yu was so helpless that he could not hold back his expression.
Xiao Lan's brain was definitely not inherited from Fei Yingli. He was 100% sure.
At the same time, Xiaolan was really gentle.
Perhaps this was why Belmond called Xiaolan an angel…
"Hmm?"
Lan stopped in her tracks.
"I mean, I don't know much about the cuisine here, so it's not good for me to give a comment on the shortcomings.”
Bai Yu paused and continued,""It's not that it doesn't suit my taste. The food you make is very delicious. It can make people taste something that doesn't exist.”
"I see…"
Xiao Lan returned to the dining table with her head lowered and her cheeks slightly flushed.
Xiao Lan listened to Bai Yu's explanation. The reason was that she didn't understand what he meant.
It was a little awkward.
Just as the atmosphere shifted in a strange direction, Mao Li took the initiative to speak up."Xiao Yu, what is that non-existent taste you mentioned?”
He even picked up a mouthful of stir-fried vegetables and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully, but he still could not taste it.
The doubt in his heart grew.
"The gentleness that only belongs to Xiaolan."
White Feather's mouth curved slightly, but it quickly disappeared.
Mao Li thought for a while and frowned slightly.”
"Yes."
"Uh, Xiao Yu, I really can't taste it.”
After getting confirmation, Mao Li tried a few more dishes and helplessly chose to give up.
He only knew that his daughter's temper had become more and more irritable ever since she learned karate. There was no gentleness at all…
"Xiaolan, are you willing to tell me what you think when you cook?”
Bai Yu looked at Xiao Lan, who was sitting across from him and eating her dinner in small bites. The blush on her face hadn't faded.
He swallowed the food in his mouth.
Xiao Lan hesitated for a while and said in a low voice," I just thought that Bai Yu might not be used to the taste here since he transferred to Huaxia. So I made some home-cooked dishes that many people can get used to. The taste is not bad. I'm not very good at Chinese cuisine. Even if I force it to taste good, it won't be authentic, so I didn't make it."”
Xiao Lan's face turned even redder because she was sharing her thoughts with others.
Embarrassment and shyness.
" All the dishes are moderate in saltiness," Bai Yu added." Even the miso soup is not good enough for me, so I changed it to shrimp soup."”
"Uncle, do you know now?”
Mao Li looked enlightened and said to Xiao Lan,"" Good luck! Daddy will support you!"
"Daddy, what are you talking about!" Xiao Lan roared with a red face.
This father and daughter pair was poisonous…
Bai Yu silently ate his dinner and commented in his heart.
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