The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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… Gu Weimian went downstairs with a sleepy look on his face. Seeing his younger brother sitting upright and elegantly at the table, he raised his hand and stroked his hair. "I just think their chef's skills are not good enough." As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Weimian picked up the shrimp dumplings on the plate in front of him.
How will she treat Huo Yan?
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Gu Weimian went downstairs with a sleepy look on his face.
Seeing his younger brother sitting upright and elegantly at the table, he raised his hand and stroked his hair.
"Why didn't you eat?"
The meal in front of Ning Quruo was intact and it was obvious that it had not been touched.
He pursed his lips and tilted his head slightly.
"Their cook's food is not tasty."
Gu Weimian naturally sat down on the chair next to Ning Quruo. Hearing this, he took a closer look at the food on Ning Quruo's plate.
A plate of exquisite shrimp dumplings, a plate of rice rolls, and a bowl of abalone porridge.
"Don't you like Cantonese cuisine?"
Ning Quruo immediately shook his head when he heard this.
“I like Cantonese-style things.
He knew that Gu Weimian's favorite cuisine was Cantonese cuisine.
How could I say I don't like it?
"I just think their chef's skills are not good enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Weimian picked up the shrimp dumplings on the plate in front of him.
She stuffed it into her mouth.
The moment he put it in his mouth, Gu Weimian squinted his eyes happily.
After eating the whole shrimp dumpling, Gu Weimian spoke.
"It's delicious. Was it made by the chef at Fu Man Lou? It seems his skills have improved."
The chef's hearty laughter rang out from the kitchen.
“It’s me. It’s me.
He wiped his hands with a towel and walked out of the kitchen.
"It's amazing that Miss Gu still remembers me."
Gu Weimian looked at the honest-looking middle-aged man in front of him and smiled.
"Master, it must have been very hard for you to come here from Mingzhu City."
Gu Weiman, who had never had a sense of belonging since childhood, was naturally in a very good mood when he encountered this familiar smell and familiar people.
"I'm not originally from Mingzhu City, but Mr. Huo offers a high salary, enough for our family to settle down here."
He touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly.
"Besides, without your support, it's boring to stay in Mingzhu City."
For a chef, it would be extremely happy to have a loyal fan like Gu Weiman in his life.
Humans are forgetful creatures after all.
Some gourmets sometimes recommend the food he makes.
But if there is food that is more to their liking, he will be ruthlessly abandoned.
Only Gu Weimian.
There is a bond of affection between a cook and a diner.
He looked at Weimian as if he was looking at his junior.
"I made you another scallop porridge. It has a lot of good ingredients in it. It's nourishing. You're just too weak."
He was not good at speaking, and while speaking, he turned around and went back to the kitchen to serve porridge to Gu Weimian.
He is not a doctor and does not understand the disease.
In his opinion, Gu Weimian was often hospitalized, which obviously meant that he didn't eat well.
The adults at home are unreliable.
There was no one to take care of her diet.
How much can a little girl know?
Maybe you often skip meals.
Man is iron and rice is steel.
Are taking medicine and getting injections as helpful as eating well?
He brought the porridge up carefully.
Move Ning Quruo's plate to the side.
The master chef stood right between Ning Quruo and Gu Weimian.
Ning Quruo was blocked tightly.
He carefully prepared tableware for Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian picked up the spoon and immediately scooped a mouthful into his mouth.
"Ouch, be careful not to burn your mouth!" The chef anxiously fanned her with his hands, while rushing to see if Gu Weimian was burned.