With Xia Tian's persuasion, Qiu Mengyun calmed down. She ignored Fang Wenxuan and pointed at the steamed sea bass on the table and said, "Let's choose this steamed sea bass. This way, we can have both fish and meat for dinner."
Seeing that Qiu Mengyun ignored him, Fang Wenxuan didn't want to be too obvious, so he quietly brought the remaining plate of garlic-flavored water spinach back to himself.
After taking Xie Jinglong's steamed sea bass, Qiu Mengyun also pushed the two dishes she made to the middle of the table.
"My cooking skills are average, so I just made two simple home-cooked dishes. You can choose according to your preferences!"
He Yunting hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose the cucumber salad. At least the color of this dish looked much more normal. Besides, it was a salad, so it probably wouldn't taste that bad.
Fang Wenxuan brought the remaining scrambled eggs with tomatoes back to himself with a look of disgust, and then pushed the three dishes he made to the center of the table.
"These three dishes I made are all state banquet dishes, you can choose."
After saying this, he raised his head with a proud look on his face, as if he was a real state banquet chef at this moment.
Glancing at the three dishes on the table, Qiu Mengyun asked quietly, "Which one do you choose?"
Xia Tian whispered, "Boiled cabbage, you must choose boiled cabbage."
Although I don't know why Xia Tian chose this, I still obediently chose the boiled cabbage. As for He Yunting, she chose another dish, the lion's head.
Seeing that the three groups had completed their exchanges, He Hao stood up and said, "Okay, now that the cooking is over, my mission is complete. Let Qingqing handle the tasting and eating!"
After Chen Qingqing sat down, everyone's eyes turned to her.
"Qingqing, why don't you try the food first? You've been watching for so long, so you must have a certain understanding of the strength of our groups."
Chen Qingqing shook her head modestly. "Forget it, Sister Yunting, you go first. I've never been particular about food, so I'm not very good at commenting on it. I remember that you seem to like food a lot, so you should be more professional than me."
Qiu Mengyun also nodded in agreement, "Yes! Sister Yunting, don't be polite. Hurry up and try the smashed cucumber I made. You are the first person to eat a dish I made myself, and I am waiting for your feedback."
He Yunting did not refuse and immediately picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of cucumber and put it into her mouth.
He Yunting, who was originally smiling, had just chewed twice when her expression changed instantly.
Everyone looked at her curiously, wanting to know what Qiu Mengyun's level was and whether it was very bad.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, He Yunting did not comment. Instead, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes as if they were free.
Everyone was stunned, confused as to why she was crying so hard over a simple dish. Could it be that Qiu Mengyun was talented in cooking, and the first time she prepared a cold dish, He Yunting tasted like her mother's?
Qiu Mengyun also asked in confusion: "Sister Yunting, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Even if the food I cooked is really delicious, there is no need to be moved to tears, right?"
“You…you…”
After hearing Qiu Mengyun's words, He Yunting seemed to become even more agitated.
She opened her mouth twice in succession, but did not say the rest of the words. Finally, she covered her mouth with her hands helplessly.
With the other hand, he kept patting Xie Jinglong who was sitting next to him, signaling him to pour him some water.
Xie Jinglong also saw the clue from He Yunting's reaction at this moment, knowing that she was not moved to tears. It must be that Qiu Mengyun put too much seasoning in the dish, which made He Yunting speechless.
He Yunting finally recovered after drinking two glasses of iced drinks in a row.
She looked at Qiu Mengyun with resentful eyes: "Mengyun, are you here to cook, or to take revenge on society? I don't think I have ever offended you before. There is no grudge between us, why are you doing this to me?"
"Ah? Sister Yunting, what do you mean? I was just cooking normally and didn't do anything else. Is there something wrong with my food?" Qiu Mengyun seemed to have no idea what was going on and asked with a confused look on her face.
Looking at her innocent big eyes, which didn't seem fake, He Yunting suddenly felt a sense of frustration that she had no place to vent her anger.
She said angrily, "How much mustard oil did you put in this plate of smashed cucumber? The smell is too pungent. I only took one bite and tears started flowing uncontrollably. It's even difficult for me to speak."
Qiu Mengyun thought for a moment before answering seriously, "Not much, probably only half a bottle! But the bottle is very small, so you can't even see the amount after pouring half a bottle in."
After hearing Qiu Mengyun's answer, everyone finally understood why He Yunting had been crying so hard. It wasn't that she wanted to cry, she just couldn't help it! After all, with so much mustard oil poured in, it was hard not to cry.
Qiu Mengyun smiled bitterly and said, "It's true that you can't see it, but you can tell it by eating it!"
Seeing He Yunting's eyes red from crying, Qiu Mengyun apologized embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Sister Yunting. This is my first time preparing a cold dish. I didn't know mustard oil was so strong. Don't worry, I'll be more careful next time now that I have experience."
Hearing Qiu Mengyun say to be more careful next time, He Yunting quickly waved her hand and said, "Forget it. I don't dare eat the cold dish you prepared. Not only did you put too much mustard oil in the cucumber, but the other seasonings were not combined properly. I don't know what you put in it, but it tastes weird anyway."
Qiu Mengyun explained weakly, "I added them all. I added every seasoning on the stove. I originally thought that adding more seasoning would make the taste richer and more delicious, but I didn't expect this to be the result."
"Everything? Sugar, tomato sauce, soybean paste, chili sauce and the like?" He Yunting said in surprise.
Qiu Mengyun nodded honestly: "Yes! I didn't miss any, I released them all."
"No wonder it tastes so strange. An ordinary plate of smashed cucumber actually has all five flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty." He Yunting rolled her eyes at her.
Xia Tian couldn't help but be curious at this moment and asked, "Can I ask who taught you how to cook?"
"No one taught me. I learned it on my own."
Looking at the hint of pride on Qiu Mengyun's face, the expressions of all the guests present were very wonderful.
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