The author has something to say: advertising time: the pre-received article "you are more delicious than love poems"

"Love poem" is the latest dish of Chu Feng Restaurant.

Cheng Jie once asked the elder sister to taste it for the first time, and then she found that Yan Wei, the boss's wife, was far more delicious than the "love poem".

She surpassed the elder sister and surpassed any poem she had ever seen.

Self-identity is a poet who makes a living by writing novels. A poor student nearing graduation is a knowledgeable, gentle and generous landlady.

The name of the copy is not the final version.

Readers, men, collect one.

Chapter 41 042

Most of the staff in the restaurant went home for the Spring Festival, leaving only a few locals to stay lazily. Of course, it is an Muyu who cooks, and she hopes to show her skill when she knows that Lu Yusheng is coming for her. after all, her present honor and opportunity are brought by Lu Yusheng. Since listening to Lu Yusheng's advice, apart from showing fancy kung fu during the live broadcast, she seldom started, and there was no time to study the fresh dishes. When she saw the kitchen, an Muyu frowned tightly, but soon stretched out. She no longer needed this small world full of greasy and pyrotechnic fumes, and she found another way to get close to her dreams quickly.

Cheng Helian walked around the house and finally returned to the opposite side of Lu Yusheng to sit down. She leaned against the back of the mahogany chair, her hands wrapped around her chest, and there was a light light between her eyebrows and eyes: "the pattern here is very similar to that of the other side." It was probably a preconceived idea, and the restaurant opposite the door gave her a high degree of favor, so that when Miss an in the studio intentionally or unintentionally smeared the opposite door, she had a subtle feeling in her heart.

"it's more or less the same in this alley." Lu Yusheng raised his eyes and answered faintly. In fact, she knows very well that the dishes here are somewhat similar to those at the opposite door, but the taste is always not as good as the "spring banquet." an Muyu explained that when the street was still deserted, they often sat at the door with chairs to discuss some fresh dishes, and they worked out a lot of things together.

Neither of them is gluttonous and can't eat much, but an Muyu is so attentive that she wishes to fill a table with porcelain plates filled with delicacies. Finally, as the boss's wife, she sat down on the side of Lu Yusheng, pursed her lips and smiled and said, "just now it was too late to ask, Yu Sheng. The one who came with you must be the famous Cheng Helen."

Everyone knows what kind of "big name" this is. Is it too late or deliberately ignore it? Cheng he laughed when he was young. After landing with the first chopsticks, she grabbed the spoon and scooped up a spoon of soup. After taking a leisurely sip, Cheng he sloppily said, "it's me." There is no lack of arrogance and pride in the tone.

Lu Yusheng's eyebrow twisted, she heard hostility from Cheng Helian's two short words. But when the eyes fell on her, saw that she was calm, neither the gloom seen in the car, nor the dazzling arrogance, but attributed to a kind of cold peace and stillness. She picked up the food slowly, in an elegant manner that resembled a young lady from a rich family. How many aspects of Cheng he-nien have not been revealed?

"is it really you?" An Muyu's final voice rose, and her eyes were full of surprises, like a little idol bumping into his own goddess, full of admiration and longing.

"is there any fake?" Cheng Helian smiled.

An Muyu's eyes lit up and her hands folded on her chest. She deliberately lowered her voice and said, "I like you very much."

Bold and straightforward confession should be pure, but Cheng Helian can't feel it. She put down the cutlery and squinted up and down at an Muyu, feeling that the beautiful woman in front of her was like a bottomless abyss, and the world was used to covering up her true thoughts with various emotions. "what do you like about me?" Cheng Helian asked with interest.

An Muyu pretended to be shy and said softly, "I like your song."

Cheng Helian nodded and his fingers curled up and knocked heavily on the table. Benedict's voice has a sense of rhythm, as if anything can become an instrument under her fingers. "do you recognize which song it is?" Seeing an Muyu stunned, she raised her eyelids again and smiled lazily, "you are an unqualified fan. You should go back to practice."

An Muyu, of course, will not be a fan of Cheng Hannian. She cast a cry for help at Lu Yusheng, while her left hand hanging on her side has been clenched into a fist. If there is no embarrassment back and forth between the three people, Cheng Helian's tone is undisguised, how can she not hear the true meaning? It was with a contemptuous and contemptuous attitude, and before he knew where he had offended her, he had been sentenced to death by her. It's just, where did she get the qualification of Cheng Hannian? What is she? He is just an abandoned son who is careless and careless. Weibo is full of rumors she has seen, offended the prosperous Tang Dynasty, she still want to continue to walk in the circle?

"Mu Yu, you said you had some good news to tell me last time?" Lu Yusheng's voice was like a porcelain spoon breaking the thin ice in the porcelain bowl, and with a rather crisp and cheerful jingle, she also broke the stagnant, secretly competing atmosphere.

"Yes." An Muyu nodded, and this time her smile was very sincere, even with a little pride. The number of fans in Weibo and the studio is growing rapidly, and interviews with several food shows have made her appear in front of more people. An agency has approached her, and her tone is very brisk. Driving the haze brought by the year of the Crane, "I signed a contract with Shengtang."

Such a result is not too unexpected, holding the spoon of the hand paused, Lu Yusheng raised his eyes and said with a smile: "very good, the prosperous Tang Dynasty treated their own artists well." It's just that you're not going to run this restaurant anymore? "

"of course not." An Muyu shook her head and smiled. "this is my hard work, but the center of gravity will gradually shift, and of course the food live broadcast will continue to be done, but the number of times will be reduced." As for the operation of the restaurant, I believe that a group of my friends, my chefs here are first-class, can bring very good food to enjoy. "