northernbook Chapter 124 Do You Really Like Meng Wuxin?
Chapter 124 Do You Really Like Meng Wuxin?
Chapter 124 Do You Really Like Meng Wuxin?
Looking at it, she suddenly felt something hitting her head. She touched her head in doubt and saw a fruit fell on the ground.
This fruit was red like an apple, Su Yu picked it up and held it in his hand, he could smell the fragrance inside.
"Is it really an apple? It tastes almost like an apple."
She held the apple and looked up at the tree above.
Only then did I find that the tree was full of fruits.
The fruit looks underripe, the one that fell out should be bad.
Throw away the apples and count with your head up.
"1, 2, 3, ..."
As she counted, her eyes froze and her face was full of disappointment.
Turning around and leaning against the tree again, he lowered his head and looked at the ground and murmured: "What's the use of me counting this, I can't solve my problem by counting this, now Xin Mochen and Meng Wuxin are you and me, what should I do?" Go break them up."
It's just that it is really difficult to trigger the opportunity, and I don't know if there is any opportunity in the sub-level task, Su Yu feels that waiting for the opportunity is too passive.
"No, I have to think of another way, but...Xin Mochen and Meng Wuxin seem to like each other quite a lot, and want to break them up, where should I start?"
Su Yu felt as if he had entered a dead end, and he didn't know how to break them up.
Time passed slowly, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.
She thought for several hours, but she couldn't think of a good solution, so she had to go to the kitchen to see how the turtle meat cooked by Lao Bangtou was doing.
Walking to the door of the kitchen, I saw candles flickering in the kitchen.
Su Yu was overjoyed, it seemed that the old stick was inside.
He trotted to the door of the kitchen, and sure enough, he saw Lao Bangtou wearing a white apron, tinkering with a spoon in the pot.
Su Yu walked quickly to the pot and watched as things were being fried in the pot.
The golden lines inside floated on top, and as the oil squirted, Su Yu knew it was the shredded turtle meat that Laobangtou made last time.
The scent wafted out from the pot, Su Yu took a big breath of the scent desperately, and looked at the shredded pork in the pot with fascination.
"Old club head, is this called pork shreds? No other name?"
Lao Bangtou fished the shredded meat from the oil pan onto the plate. The golden shredded meat was intertwined with each other and looked very beautiful.
"Haha... I specially researched this one, and it doesn't have a name, because people here don't eat turtle meat very much, so I can only grow my mouth at home."
The old clubhead grinned so hard that his face was almost gleaming, Su Yu looked at him and said with a smile.
"In this case, I will give him a name, called... Golden Meat Shreds, what do you think?"
The old club head nodded: "Well, golden shredded pork, this shredded pork is golden and golden, one by one is placed on the plate, it really fits the name, okay, it will be called golden shredded pork from now on."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Su Yu held a plate and pinched a piece of shredded meat with his fingers, and chewed it carefully in his mouth.
"It's so fragrant, I can't tell what kind of meat it is, and there is a very delicious sauce on this meat. Oh, old stick, if I want to give you an evaluation, you must be a national first-class chef."
Su Yu gave him a thumbs up while talking.
The old club head was even happier. Although some words were half-understood, the first-level chef could understand them.
I can't close my mouth from ear to ear.
What a chef likes most is that others agree with his cooking skills, and his own cooking skills can be recognized by others.
The old clubhead has been the head chef for so many years, and he can't escape this idea.
"Su Yu, since you like it, you can eat this plate, I still have a lot here."
Su Yu looked at the shredded pork that was put into the pot again, nodded while eating, put the plate aside, and gorged on the shredded pork inside.
The golden shredded pork was already thin, and it exploded on the plate. Looking at the plate full, it was actually not much at all.
One plate was quickly wiped out by her, and she turned her head to watch the old club fish out another plate, the golden shredded meat shone golden on the plate.
Su Yu couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth, this plate was too much to eat, and he had to leave it to Xin Mochen.
"Old club head, I want to take this plate back to eat."
Su Yu smiled openly, held the plate in his hand, turned around and walked out quickly.
"Su Yu, come to me if you're not full. I still have a lot here. Next time you want to eat, come to me again!"
The old club head's cry came from behind, and Su Yu responded loudly while trotting forward: "Okay, thank you old club head!"
The golden shredded pork on the plate was still warm, Su Yu quickened his pace, since he was going to serve it to Xin Mochen, of course he had to serve it hot.
This person is really too picky. If it gets cold, if he thinks it's too cold to do it again, it won't be too troublesome!
Su Yu ran faster, and soon came to Xin Mochen's yard.
He ran into a person head-on, and the plate in his hand fell to the ground and broke.
The golden shredded meat that was held together was also thrown to pieces.
"Oh, who is it, you don't have eyes when you walk, you hit me, it doesn't matter if you hit me, you hit my golden shredded meat!"
Su Yu lay on the ground, looking at the golden shreds of meat that fell on the ground, his face was full of distress.
The plate of shredded pork that I managed to get was about to run to Xin Mochen's room, but was knocked off by someone.
Although it was dark, Su Yu could only see that the shredded meat on the ground was broken, especially the plate was broken in half.
Really poor!
"Who, who hit me!" Su Yu stood up angrily, and saw the familiar white clothes.
With a jump in his heart, he leaned closer to the man's face and looked at it.
Isn't it just Xin Mochen's cold face?
"Master, why are you here?"
"I still want to ask what are you doing?" Xin Mochen put his hands behind his back and looked down at Su Yu.
Su Yu's heart skipped a beat, it seemed that Xin Mochen was not angry at all for disturbing him.
Feeling a little excited in my heart, I quickly kicked the plate and golden shredded pork aside.
Clearing some space in front of Xin Mochen, he said with a smile: "Master, I originally wanted to bring you some dinner, but you knocked it down. Otherwise, I will prepare some more for you, and you wait first."
She turned and ran to the kitchen.
"Wait." Xin Mochen stopped Su Yu, walked to her side, looked down at the little woman in front of her, and said in a low voice.
"Su Yu, if you don't want to come to me in the future, don't appear in front of me. Remember?"
"Remember." Su Yu said in frustration, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
Xin Mochen, Xin Mochen, I'm doing it for your own good, maybe you don't know, but Meng Wuxin is the one who wants to kill you.
Although I saw it in the novel, I believe that opportunity will not appear for no reason.
"Master, do you like Meng Wuxin that much?"
Su Yu looked up at him, unable to see his expression clearly in the night.
"Yes, I like her." Xin Mochen said without hesitation, with no intention of avoiding it at all.
Su Yu felt even more lost, wondering if he should tell Xin Mochen about the content of the novel.
He would definitely not believe it if he said it, otherwise he would be killed by Meng Wuxin.
Thinking of the content in the novel, Su Yu felt that those men in black might be Meng Wuxin's secret guards.
If so!
A layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.If this is the case, it means that Meng Wuxin is very likely to become the queen in the end.
She has the aura of a protagonist, Su Yu doesn't intend to fight this kind of protagonist, she can't fight!
(End of this chapter)