Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 250 Mistake, come again! (Add 9/10 for Boss Loquat)

Seeing Feng Yi's firm attitude, and seeing this dish that Qi Han specially cooked for Feng Yi with his own eyes, he found that it was not quite what he had expected, so Pan Kong didn't continue to insist, but he was still curious.

What is the taste of this plate of white-faced steamed buns that look slightly yellow in front of you?
There were not a few diners who had the same curiosity as Pan Kong. Their own dishes hadn't been served yet, but they were all looking towards Feng Yi curiously at this moment.

Not paying attention to the eyes around him, all of Feng Yi's mind was completely occupied by this plate of roasted meat buns when it was brought in front of him.

His body began to tremble and he slowly closed his eyes.

Like.

It's so similar.

The grilled meat buns that Qi Han made for himself were very similar to those made by his mother.

There are four grilled meat buns of the same size piled up on the plate in front of me. Although there are not many decorations and embellishments on the surface, the plump, round shape is simple and cute, and it is the same as what Feng Yi remembered. Every time I go home by myself, the grilled meat buns my mother brings to me are exactly the same.

Although he didn't know how Boss Qi achieved this step, at this moment Feng Yi really had the feeling of seeing his mother's roasted meat buns.

Although, under the same appearance, he didn't feel that the taste of this roasted meat bun could coincide with the taste in his memory, but Feng Yi had already felt Qi Han's thoughts.

Glancing in the direction of the kitchen gratefully, Feng Yi picked up one of the grilled meat buns with trembling hands.

The tactile sensation that came from the feedback of the palm was exactly the same as in memory, which made Feng Yi lose his mind for a moment again.

This familiar feeling...

Feng Yi didn't say a word, but moved his hands a little faster, brought the roasted meat bun close to his mouth and nose, opened his mouth and took a big bite.

With one bite, he bit off a quarter of the roasted meat bun. This kind of strength and depth was enough for him to eat the roasted meat stuffing in the center in one bite.

Feeling the process of slowly merging the slightly hard, but particularly attractive aroma of roasted meat under the action of spices, and the soft skin of the steamed bun with the special flavor of houttuynia cordata in the process of chewing, Feng Yi There was a trace of sourness in the eye sockets.

This smell... is really too familiar.

After taking a gulp, Feng Yi picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water.

After Qi Han came back from Star Luo City, the Shrek store also added this new service.

Although the roasted meat buns are soft, the softness comes at the cost of absorbing the moisture in the mouth. After eating the roasted meat buns, dry mouth is inevitable.

As the slightly sweet spring water flowed through his mouth, rinsing away the residual smell of barbecue in his mouth, bringing some moisture to his slightly dry mouth, Feng Yi exhaled lightly, and slowly suppressed the sourness in his eyes.

Hold back, you can't die anymore.

What does it look like for such a big man to cry all the time!

Looking at the roasted meat buns that had opened in his hands, revealing the roasted meat stuffing inside, and a trace of the familiar scent slowly entering his nostrils, Feng Yi did not hesitate, paused for a moment, and then took another bite.

Feeling the familiar smell of roasted meat buns that touched the depths of his soul, the corners of Feng Yi's eyes became sore again.

The longing in his heart was like a wave, one wave was higher than the other, and before Feng Yi could react, a tear had already slowly dripped down on the roasted meat bun in his hand.

But... damn it.

I obviously did my best.

But... I still can't bear it.

Feng Yi, who was completely defenceless, let go of his so-called restraint, and cried like a child, chewing and swallowing the roasted meat buns, ignoring the tears dripping on the roasted meat buns.

"What...how does it taste?" Pan Kong swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice after hesitating for a moment.

Sitting opposite Feng Yi, Pan Kong also smelled the aroma of the roasted meat buns gradually exuding the meat filling.

To be honest, although the aroma is very attractive, it cannot be compared with cold food dishes.

But... the somewhat simple middle-aged man in front of him, obviously eating very deliciously, swallowing big mouthfuls made people feel a lot of appetite just looking at it.

It's just that the man's appearance of crying while swallowing big mouthfuls is really weird, which makes Pan Kong unable to judge whether the food is delicious or not.

He didn't come last night and didn't know Feng Yi's story.

After struggling for a while, he still couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and asked out loud.

Hearing this sentence, Feng Yi's chewing movements froze suddenly.

These words... are also very familiar.

I still remember that every time I came home and ate the grilled meat buns made by my mother, I would put down all my restraint and chew and swallow like a hungry man who had been hungry for three days, while my mother sat on my bed. In front of him, he looked at himself with a smile on his face and asked himself how it tasted.

With tears in his eyes, Feng Yi raised his head abruptly, his eyes blurred by tears, he seemed to see his mother sitting across from him, looking at him with a smile.

"Mo (mom)..."

In a trance, his cheeks were slowly stretched by the food in his mouth, but he couldn't help slurring that word that he hadn't said for a long time.

His sight gradually became clear, and his mother's kind smile gradually faded before his eyes, turning into Pan Kong's ordinary face with a curious expression.

Feng Yi couldn't help shaking his head violently.

Mistake, come again!

"Mo? What mo?" Hearing Feng Yi spit out this word, but did not speak again, the curiosity in Pan Kong's heart was like claws scratching his heart. He couldn't help but want to grab the collar of the middle-aged man in front of him. He lifted him up violently and asked how the food tasted.

But after looking at the tall figure of the other party, and then at himself, he sighed softly, and the idea died instantly.

Feng Yi felt guilty for a moment. Fortunately, when he couldn't help calling "Mom" just now, his mouth was full of food, and he couldn't pronounce the words clearly, but it was more like the word "Mo".

Avoid further social death.

"It's nothing..." Feng Yi forced a smile, "I mean, the steamed buns are really delicious."

...

The four buns were eaten quickly, and Feng Yi slowly drank the remaining water in the water glass on the table, feeling the bloated and full feeling in his stomach that he hadn't seen for a long time, his face was full of satisfaction and emotion .

After a short rest, Feng Yi stood up.

He knew that he still had one very important thing to do.

"Fuya, can I meet Boss Qi?"

He walked to the partition that separated the kitchen from the dining area, looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, and spoke softly.

"Okay, I'll talk to the boss." Fuya nodded and walked into the kitchen.

Soon the busy figure inside stopped the work in hand, and walked out together with Fuya.

"Thank you, Boss Qi." The moment he saw Qi Han, Feng Yi's tall body suddenly bent down, and bowed to Qi Han.

This bow caught Qi Han a little by surprise.

"You...you get up first." After being stunned for a while, Qi Han finally came to his senses, and hurried forward to support Feng Yi.

"Although I don't know how you do it, this is really the most delicious dish I've ever tasted in my life." Standing up straight, Feng Yi had a relieved and relaxed smile on his face.

After a moment of silence, Qi Han replied softly.

"This is what I should do."

(End of this chapter)