Chapter 9 Diet Therapy
Mi Lu looked at Zhu Yikuan, but didn't say anything more.
She believed that if the other party really wanted to eat her beef rice drizzled, then she would not hesitate anymore.
"Then... please give me one! If it's not delicious, I must complain to you."
Zhu Yikuan opened his mouth hesitantly, and finally held up the words in his heart.
Most of the "food conditions" produced by delicious food are similar.
All of them can allow the body to experience happiness like heaven and earth.
The "food conditions" of uneating foods are different.
Some feel like being thrown into a bush, some seem to be ruthlessly whipped by a fiery whip, and some feel ashamed of being tied up by tentacles.
What's more, it will also cause humiliation that you are played with by strange rod-like objects.
Recalling those experiences that he would never forget, Zhu Yikuan felt his scalp numb.
The only thing he can pray now is that these two young girls are not coaxing him together.
"Your rice drizzle is here!"
As soon as Mi Lu left the kitchen, Zhu Yikuan's eyes did not leave the bowl of rice in her hand. He felt the strong fragrance and couldn't help swallowing.
The clearly distinguished rice was covered with thick beef slices, and the spaces divided by mesh were filled with light yellow onions. The intersection was dotted with golden and plump corn kernels. The sauce covered was evenly sprinkled on the beef slices, with bright and bright colors, making people feel that they have a great increase in appetite when they see it.
Although they have the capital to enjoy A-level food every meal, Zhu Yikuan never rejects the common people's diet. Although their workmanship is simple and rough, the taste is not bad at all.
The beef rice made by Milu subverted his view.
The perfect combination and exquisite combination make it look like a brilliant art treasure.
As a very eye-catching gourmet, how could he not see the special features of the ingredients at such a close distance?
It can be said that just comes from the appearance, it matches the excess price of this bowl of beef rice.
Don't know what the taste will be like?
Zhu Yikuan was always a little nervous.
After all, no matter how good the food looks, the most important thing is its taste.
And because he adhered to the principle of not wasting his whole life, he had to finish all his beef rice no matter whether it was delicious or not.
"I hope I won't disappoint you!"
He murmured to himself, Zhu Yikuan picked up a piece of beef soaked in the sauce and slowly put it into his mouth.
But after just a few chews, his eyes lit up.
The beef is fragrant and tender, as if it melts in your mouth. The spicy onions and sweet corn bloom into sweetness between the lips and teeth, which perfectly matches the deliciousness of the beef, and jointly creates a unique flavor, bringing a shocking and extraordinary experience to the taste.
The body temperature of the elderly is low, and the heat released from beef makes him feel warm all over.
Indulging in the deliciousness, he felt a pair of strong hands on his shoulders.
The big hand was strong, but it was stretched and relaxed, and he massaged and beat his spine, which became stiff as he ages.
Zhu Yikuan experienced a long military career in his early years, and his hard fighting in a bad and bad situation caused indelible damage to his body.
Especially the spine and back were covered with aging strain, and blood stasis blocked the supply of fresh blood, making him feel ache when he bent down and raised his head.
Although he has been suffering from this old problem for many years, he has no choice but to do anything about it.
But those illusory hands are so magical. Each pressing and blow is just right, and they can even pass through his body to directly activate the muscles and blood vessels inside.
Cooperating with the gathering warm current, Zhu Yikuan felt comfortable and comfortable. The accumulated blood was slowly dissipating, and the strain was repaired bit by bit. Instead of the soreness, the glory of the spirit was refreshed.
“Ah~”
Even if the food brings him a happy experience, Zhu Yikuan will generally not scream. However, this time his face was flushed, he could not suppress this wonderful sense of comfort and vent his joy with ventilation.
Diet therapy!
Such a noun suddenly flashed through Zhu Yikuan's mind.
This is a concept that has been widely circulated after the rise of food culture. While food brings people an excellent taste, it can also have the effect of physical therapy on the body like a drug.
However, there are very few chefs who can truly have obvious diet therapy effects, and these people are all powerful people.
The reason why the five great medicine gods and twelve medicine kings are named "medicine" is that there is a saying that the food they cook has powerful physiotherapy effects.
Although Zhu Yikuan has not been exposed to such good luck, he has also been fortunate to eat dishes cooked by several masters that are said to have dietary therapeutic effects.
However, compared with the help this bowl of beef rice with a bowl of rice, the effect of those dishes can be described as minimal.
"I really underestimate her if I can do this."
Thinking of his previous contempt for Mi Lu, Zhu Yikuan felt a little ashamed. He really shouldn't judge people by his appearance.
Whoever says that you are cute can't make the best food?
Isn't this the best example?
When I was eating, Zhu Yikuan couldn't stop his hand in placing rice. In an instant, he wiped out a bowl of rice with a bowl of rice, and his mouth was filled with oil.
"Miss, the rice you made infused with rice is so delicious! You ask, what's your name?" Zhu Yikuan had a bright smile.
"Milu, the name of this restaurant is mine." Milu smiled slightly after getting affirmation.
"Mi Lu, what a nice name!" Zhu Yikuan nodded, his pupils suddenly shrank, and suddenly he suddenly remembered someone.
rice.
He has such superb cooking skills at a young age, and among the chefs surnamed Mi who live in Zhonghai City, it seems that only that man may have cultivated such a genius!
Could it be that she is...
There were some speculations, but Zhu Yikuan could not make a conclusion.
He slowly stood up from the table and chair, then rushed towards Milu, holding her hands, and looked excited.
"Please be sure..."
"Hmm?" Milu was startled.
What's going on with this old man?
Why are you suddenly so excited?
Is this going to openly act like a hooligan?
"Please be my granddaughter-in-law."
Zhu Yikuan smiled shamelessly and said, "He looks so cute and has such a superb cooking skills. He is simply a pair of people with my excellent grandson! When you marry into my family, you can cook for grandpa every day."
“…” Milu.
If it were the other little girls, they would have been scared to death, but Mi Lu, who was in a man's heart and a woman, was speechless.
What a joke, getting married?
Is this king who wants to own the world?
"Is this the beef rice drizzled on Station C?"
Chapter completed!