Chapter 42: Back to the basics of cooking
"Huh, who said I am old!"
Old Wu smiled and cursed, but he didn't insist, and Hu Xiaomeng wiped out the dishes on the three plates.
"belch!"
Hu Xiaomeng burped cutely and seemed to realize that he was very unlady, so he quickly covered his little mouth, his face flushed with shame.
Turning his head, after seeing Li Yun looking at him with a smile, Xiaomeng Fox frowned, "Big brother, big brother, don't laugh at Xiaomeng~, Big Brother Sleeping, are you cooking so delicious?"
Zhou Chunyong was hit hard, and murmured: "How is it possible, how is it possible...My antelope hanging horn actually lost to the stir-fried lamb?"
The crowd around the audience also widened their eyes, wondering if Lao Wu and Xiaomeng were partial to Li Yun. The three daily dishes they often cooked actually lost to the carefully cooked antelope hanging horns?
"Try it for you."
Li Yun put the newly-fried dishes in front of Zhou Chunyong, and then asked the boss and his wife to try them.
Zhou Chunyong's face sank. Is this kid afraid that he will not admit it if he loses?