MTL - Help! After Being Forced To Be In a Love Affair, She Burst Into CP Sensation-Chapter 94 Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi

  Chapter 94 Thirty Years in Hedong, Thirty Years in Hexi

   It's the female guest's turn to choose dinner.

  Meng Huaiyin stared at a hole in the plate and found nothing. She also chose a plate at random.

  After everyone made their choices, the director laughed wildly, "Now, open your dinner, please enjoy it to your heart's content."

   "..." This is too crazy, director, don't you even cover it up?

  Meng Huaiyin sat at the dining table and opened her dinner. She let out a long sigh. It was a very normal sweet and sour pork ribs, and the appearance was even very good.

   This sweet and sour pork ribs shone attractively under the light, and it looked like a dish cooked by the chef.

   She thought about it, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

   This dish is not flashy, it tastes as good as it looks.

  Meng Huaiyin picked up a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth together with the ribs.

  Tang Mengyuan watched Meng Huaiyin eat happily, and tears of envy flowed down her face.

   In front of her was a dish that she couldn't tell what it was.

  Although it is not coke, it is difficult for her to swallow.

  She took a tentative bite, and the salty, sour and sweet hit her face. This turned out to be an egg dish.

   This lump turned out to be an egg, Tang Mengyuan couldn't believe it.

  But there is one thing to say, throwing away its appearance, just commenting on its taste, it is not bad.

  Sweet and sour is quite appetizing.

  She ate a whole bowl of rice with this egg.

  【Hahahaha, all kinds of strange dishes appeared. 】

  【Is this Tang Mengyuan delicious? I watched her eat a whole bowl of rice. 】

  【Which little genius made this dish? 】

  【Who else could it be? It was Xie Xiaotian who almost fried the kitchen. 】

  【One thing to say, Meng Huaiyin eats deliciously. 】

  The female guests on this side didn’t suffer much, but the male guests on the other side suffered a bit.

  Lu Fengyu opened the dinner, it was a lump of black, and he couldn't see the appearance of the original ingredients at all.

  He took a sip as if he was dead, and was immediately choked.

   What kind of dark cuisine is this!

   Lan Baibin also opened his dinner.

   It's just that the way it was opened might not be right, why did he see a chicken on the plate.

  ? ? ?

  A question mark appeared on Lan Baibin's head.

  If he read correctly, this is bean sprouts.

  His heart relaxed a little, judging by the appearance, it was much better than that of Lu Fengyu next door, and he should still be able to eat it.

  He took a small chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth.

   The fragrance of bean sprouts hits the face, but it has no taste.

  He got it.

  【Hahahaha, this pile of coke. 】

  【Is this the king of strong mouth? Just now, Tang Mengyuan was telling Meng Huaiyin clearly and imparting her experience, but she never thought that she made a lump of black charcoal by herself. 】

  【This chicken looks so funny, the two eyeballs are placed together, really cross-eyed, it looks so smart. 】

  【The second kitchen killer appeared. 】

  【I'm dying of laughter, isn't Tang Mengyuan a top assistant? Why are you so poor at cooking? 】

  【The upstairs assistant is not a chef. 】

  The director watched them finish their dinner with satisfaction.

   "Now everyone tells their guesses."

  Lu Fengyu muttered, "Is mine from Meng Huaiyin?"

  Meng Huaiyin was shocked, he guessed it was hers?

   Lan Baibin also began to guess, "Mine belongs to Jiang Xinyue, right?"

   Xiao Nanqi looked calm, "Ping Jinghan."

  Xie Yunling looked left and right, but he wasn't sure, "Then I guess Jiang Xinyue too."

  The director looked mysterious, "Two of you guessed it right."

   Just when the guest thought that the director would keep in suspense for a while, he announced the answer, "Xiao Nanqi and Xie Yunling got the answer right, and each will get one point."

  Lu Fengyu looked up in surprise, isn't this the dish made by Meng Huaiyin?

   Among the female guests, there is actually a second kitchen killer?

  The director continued, "Lu Fengyu, yours was made by Tang Mengyuan, and Lan Baibin's was made by Meng Huaiyin."

  After the director finished speaking, everyone's eyes were on the crystal phoenix. Because Meng Huaiyin cooked a lot of bean sprouts, Lan Baibin didn't finish them all.

   "Unexpectedly, you have made great progress." Lu Fengyu said, who would have thought that the kitchen killer in the past could cook a normal dish?

  Meng Huaiyin was silent. Why did she feel that his words were weird? She didn't know whether he was praising her or hurting her.

  【Laughing to death, it seems that everyone is worried about the matter of Meng Huaiyin frying the kitchen before, but now whenever there is black charcoal, they all guess that she did it. 】

  【Hahahaha, Meng Huaiyin's staring expression is so cute. 】

  【Meng Huaiyin: Farewell to Shishi for three days, and look at each other with admiration. 】

  【Meng Huaiyin: Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. 】

   "Now, let the female guest answer."

   "I'm not too sure about this. After all, I just came here today, and I haven't met all the male guests." Tang Mengyuan told the truth.

  She looked up to observe the expressions of each male guest, hoping to see something.

   "Then I will choose Xie Yunling."

  Meng Huaiyin thought that the taste of sweet and sour pork ribs was in the same vein as Xiao Nanqi's dish before, so he replied, "Xiao Nanqi."

  Ping Jinghan glanced at the dishes in front of him, "Lan Baibin."

  Jiang Xinyue lowered her eyes, "Brother Lu should have done my job?"

  The director didn't expect all the female guests to be so accurate, "The answer is correct, and each female guest... gets one point."

  The director is thinking at this moment, this game seems to be too simple for them.

  Won't everyone be able to guess right after that?

   No, no, he has to increase the difficulty.

  【The director can't do it, he didn't catch the female guest. 】

  【I feel that the director's voice was almost distorted after he said it. He probably didn't expect the accuracy rate to be so high, right? 】

   After dinner, Meng Huaiyin went to the yard to digest. The sweet and sour pork ribs were so appetizing that she accidentally got stuffed.

  A text message came to her mobile phone, she opened it, and Xiao Nanqi pulled her into a group chat: Food Chain of the Bureau of Demon Control.

  Meng Huaiyin: "..." What a mess.

  She opened the group chat and saw that there were more than a dozen people in it.

   They danced wildly, emoticons flew around, and they didn't notice a newcomer came in.

  Suddenly Xiao Nanqi appeared, and he sent a photo of black air, everyone fell silent, and began to analyze seriously.

  At this time, Meng Hu found that Xiao Nanqi had pulled someone in.

  He took an emoji and uploaded it.

  Meng Hu: welcome newcomers.jpg

  Others saw her and welcomed her arrival.

  Telling about the background of this newcomer, Xiao Nanqi asked him to help apply for a certificate.

  Her information is kept at a high level of confidentiality. He only knows that this newcomer is very beautiful. Could it be that Xiao Nanqi has already fallen in love with her beauty?

  He tapped a few words.

  Meng Hu: Hand over your food chain level!

   Meng Huaiyin was a little silent when he saw this, is Xiao Nanqi's colleague a normal person? There was something wrong with her style of painting.

  However, can she tell these people that she is a dragon?

  She poked into Xiao Nanqi's dialog box and chatted privately with him.

  Xiao Nanqi: Yes, they are all very reliable monsters.

  Meng Huaiyin returned to the group chat screen, put down a big news and fled away.

  Meng Hu's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it, why, something in the myth came true?

   Are there really dragons in this world? The ancestors didn't lie to them?

  Xiao Nanqi's eyes narrowed slightly, ignoring the madness in the group, and continued to investigate the source of the black air.

  (end of this chapter)