Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 135 The taste of the dishes is a bit special

Wuchen looked up, but didn't say anything.Mo Jiu finally tasted the "delicious food" as he wished.

After only picking up a chopstick and putting it in his mouth, Mo Jiu frowned lightly, and swallowed the mouthful of food cruelly.

Clearly looking at the delicacies with bright colors and attractive aromas, after putting them in the mouth, they are so unpalatable that they are hard to swallow.Although out of politeness, Mo Jiu swallowed the dish, but the taste is really not flattering.

Could it be that she picked the wrong food?

Mo Jiu looked at the brightly colored dishes in front of him, and began to wonder if there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

Mo Jiu took another piece of fish that looked plump and put it in his mouth.Her mouth was instantly filled with a fishy smell, which almost made her spit it out.After swallowing it hard, he tasted other dishes on the plate one after another.

Mo Jiu: "..."

Mo Jiu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and cast a strange glance at the elegant Wuchen, with a very complicated expression on his face.

"Why don't you eat?" Wuchen raised his eyes and asked.

"Master Messenger usually eats these things?" Mo Jiu's eyes flashed with obvious sympathy.

Wu Chen seemed puzzled, and asked, "What? Can't you eat it?"

It seems that Wuchen is really eating these things.However, how did he manage to eat such an unpalatable meal?
"Master Messenger, don't you think the taste of these dishes is a bit special?"

Mo Jiu felt that the sudden addition of dishes was most likely made by Wu Chen himself, and if he said it too directly, it might hurt his self-esteem, so he pointed out tactfully that the dishes were actually really bad.

Wuchen seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and said: "You are the first person to have a meal with this envoy. By special, do you mean these dishes are unpalatable?"

It seems that Wuchen is not stupid, and he understood the meaning of a sentence.It's just that he said that she was the first person to eat with him. How lonely is he? He doesn't even have anyone to eat with?

"The first one? Impossible? Does the Messenger have no family?"

The bottom of his eyes suddenly sank when he mentioned his family's Wuchen, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes.

"What? Are you doubting what the envoy said?"

Mo Jiu couldn't help wondering, why did mentioning family members seem like mentioning enemies?Since he didn't want to say it, she didn't need to add salt to his wounds.

"Of course not. It's just that the messenger has not tasted the dishes made by other people?"

Only then did Wuchen's eyes soften, and he said, "Dirty."

So he means that he thinks other people's dirty work, so he does it himself?But I would rather eat such an unpalatable dish than someone else's delicious food. I guess this kind of extreme perverted cleanliness would make the choice, right?
"Can you cook?"

Asked by Wu Chen suddenly, Mo Jiu replied reflexively: "Yes."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful, but after thinking about it, Wu Chen would not really let her cook with such a serious cleanliness obsession, so why was she worried.

At this moment, Mo Jiu's stomach growled twice, and she remembered that she hadn't eaten yet, and she raised her hand to call the waiter.

Wu Chen said: "No need to call, you know how to cook? Go borrow the kitchen and cook a few dishes."

Mo Jiu raised his brows lightly, his eyes full of puzzlement.If you know how to cook, you have to do it yourself?

Wuchen saw the doubt in her eyes and added something.

"If it's delicious, this envoy may consider teaching you the method of cultivation."

Hearing what he said, Mo Jiu got up, sat back in his seat immediately, and said, "Master Messenger, you are not a gentleman, how can Mo Jiu believe this?"

(End of this chapter)