Although Yun Jue didn't have dinner last night, he had no appetite at all because of his physical injury.

You can see that when you see the exquisite dishes like crafts in the food box, you smell the tempting aroma and suddenly your index finger is moving.

Yun Jue is an exquisite boy. Even though he was injured and had difficulty moving, he was still disabled and washed clean and sat at the dining table to eat properly.

After taking a few bites, he nodded repeatedly and greeted Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei: "Uncle and aunt, please try it. It tastes as delicious as mint, but it doesn't taste the same."

Ye Xingbei said: "You eat yourself, you are a wounded person. Eat more and your body will recover quickly."

Although there are four side dishes in the food box, the amount of dishes is not large, so Yun Jue can barely eat it alone.

"I think there is a kitchen here, right? I'll help you make it fresh? The ones are better!" Mu Qingwan said: "There is no kitchen in the hotel room I live in. This is what I borrowed from the hotel kitchen. Their food box is so small, and they can only be filled with this little. Moreover, after making it from there and then serving it here, the taste is worse, and the ones are better now."

"What is freshly cooked is better?" Yun Jue looked up at Mu Qingwan, his eyes shining.

He is a complete foodie.

His uncle found the Gu family to cook. The happiest person was him, who ordered food every day.

His uncle felt sorry for his grandfather and left the mint in the Gu family compound and asked the mint to cook for his grandfather.

If it weren't for this reason, he would have to let his uncle bring out the mint.

In the past, he thought that the food made by mint was even better than the food in all the restaurants he had eaten.

But after eating the dishes made by Mu Qingwan today, he felt that the dishes made by Mu Qingwan were even more delicious than those made by mint.

It’s not that Mint’s cooking skills are not as good as Mu Qingwan, but his taste is as good as his bad father.

His scumbag father is from the south, and the southerners are sweet in their food.

Gumin is good at northern dishes, which are salty.

He had asked Gumin to try to make sweet dishes, but the sweet dishes made by Gumin are never as delicious as the salty dishes she made.

Gu Mint said that this is because her family passed down the northern cuisine, and she has studied northern cuisine since she was a child. She can also cook southern cuisine, but the heat is always a little worse.

She said that the same ingredients, different chefs can make different tastes, but the difference is actually in the "heat".

The amount of ingredients used, the length of time, a slight difference will make the taste thousands of miles away.

He didn't understand the great truth, but after he ate a few bites of the dishes made by Mu Qingwan, he knew that Mu Qingwan must be good at southern cuisine.

In addition to eating sweets, he also likes to eat spicy food.

He suddenly had an idea... He hoped that one day in the future, his uncle could collect all three major cuisines.

Salty, sweet, spicy.

If there is a chef in every taste of the cuisine, he will definitely be... fat!

But even if he is fat, he will die without regrets!

Seeing Yun Jue looking at her, his eyes were bright and he was obviously interested, Mu Qingwan felt much more nervous.

She didn't know what the group of people came from now, but they lived in the most expensive single-family building in this manor, and everyone was dressed noblely and had extraordinary temperament. They came from a wealthy family at first glance.

She was really afraid that Yun Jue would look down on what she made.

She has it, and these people have it.
Chapter completed!