"Old Du, how about you let me have a taste?" Seeing Du''s delicious food, Hu couldn''t help asking.


    Old Du looked at the meatballs in his lunch box. "Let''s exchange!"


    I don''t want to promise. His meatball is delicious.


    But if you don''t promise, you can''t eat cold skin. It looks good to eat.


    Just, just want to eat!


    I only hate that I buy less. I knew what I was afraid of. I should have all the food. It''s a big deal to buy a thermostat.


    But now it''s too late to regret.


    If you go back to the queue, it is estimated that you can''t get them for several hours. There are too many people and the queue is too long.


    The desire to eat cold skin conquered everything. Lao Hu nodded hard and said yes, and then said, "what kind of exchange method?"


    "You give me a meatball and I''ll give you two chopsticks cold skin!" Old Du raised two fingers and looked like you had made a lot of money.


    Lao Hu smiled angrily. The cold skin of two chopsticks wanted to change him for a big meatball. Why didn''t Lao Du go to heaven!


    "No change..."


    "No."


    As soon as Lao Hu had a posture of not changing, Lao Du quickly interrupted him and said with a smile, "why not change? How cost-effective it is for us to change food!


    The old Hu snorted, "it''s you, not me!"


    OK, it seems that you can''t eat a meatball without blood.


    "Add two chopsticks?"


    "No change!"


    "Three chopsticks?!"


    "No..."


    "You said, how many chopsticks do you want to change?"


    "Let me say?"


    "Yes!"


    "Cool skin, we''re half a person, and I''ll give you one meatball!"


    "I..."


    "If we don''t accept or refuse, we can change if we agree. If we don''t agree, we can eat ourselves."


    "... OK, change!"


    As soon as he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, Lao Du gave him half of the cold skin, and Lao Hu poked a meatball for him.


    Looking at each other, they hummed at the same time, and then ate.


    Click, click, cucumber, radish and chicken together with cold skin bloom in the mouth. The pure, refreshing, sour and spicy taste from nature is incomparably addictive.


    The addition of sesame oil, like the finishing touch, makes this cold skin seem to live.


    The whole body seems to be soaked in sesame oil, exhale, and the faint sesame fragrance dissipates with the wind.


    "Oh, my God..."


    He sincerely sighed and thanked chef Jane for giving them such delicious food.


    Society is a multi-layer structure, composed of circles. There are thick walls between circles. If you want to cross and break, it''s as difficult as heaven. It''s not good.


    Before today, he never thought anyone could break the wall of the circle at one stroke.


    But chef Jane showed him the possibility.


    The food she makes shouldn''t exist in this world.


    People are infatuated, addicted and trapped.


    This unique charm, as long as the yearning and desire for food in human genes are not completely extinct, she can easily break this wall.


    No one can resist the charm of food from the top to the bottom.


    Perhaps magic is more appropriate.


    It is worthy of the person who came up with the idea of using insect eating to solve the problem of Zerg flooding.


    Magical little girl!


    "Lao Du, I tell you, if I were a hundred years younger, I would go after chef Jane." Lao Hu has a pity on his face.


    Old Du haoxuan, who was immersed in the delicious four Xi balls, was almost choked by fear. He swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Lao Hu, "your brain was hit by a meteorite?"