The salad dressing and black pepper sauce are too thin, and even if it is coated with a layer of film, it may break. Therefore, Qiu Qiu added some gelatin and egg yolk powder to it to make the sauce thicker, thus forming a texture that is thinner than fudge.

Although the taste is a bit strange, it has a taste.

The aroma of rice, meat, vegetable fiber pieces, soft sauce... The crispy slices were creaking, Professor Huang swallowed it, and couldn't help but bite it.

"It sounds a bit delicious." A classmate was ready to move, and after saying that, he was stunned.

This is a technical course. Compared to the taste of food, people care more about the so-called standards.

They will consider their partner's eating habits, such as being Chinese-style or not spicy, or how to get it more suitable.

It’s not that I don’t want to work hard on taste, but military food is not delicious, isn’t it a foregone conclusion...

But why did that classmate with long hair and Professor Huang eat so vigorously? Is it really delicious?

"It's delicious!" Huang San's partner sister quietly said: "The one inside is crispy and chicken flavor. I just tasted it..."

"Damn it, I'm just a brother?"

"I also!"

"Break it a little for me, is there any dipping sauce?"

My sister who just stole a lot of crispy pieces from Qiu Qiu was suffering from good interpersonal relationships and had to share it out with pain. For a moment, the back row of the classroom kept spreading out of the crackling sound...

Finally, the sound came to Xiao Yang.

The classmates in the back row actually wanted to talk to them, but the two idol drama actors were extremely burdened and refused proudly and coldly.

So the clicking sound began to go around, and Xiao Yang was shocked and annoyed when he heard the classmate in front of him.

As for it?

Haven't eaten snacks?

How delicious is it? What's the use if it tastes good?

Qiu Qiu got a high score and got off the stage, and Mixue was a little nervous.

"Xiao Yang," she frowned, "I may not be very delicious..."

"So what," Xiao Yang said unhappy: "It's not a big competition in cooking."

Mixue felt a little relieved.

"I don't understand the meaning of this course at all." Xiao Yang was a little irritable: "Too much attention to the desire to be accustomed to the mouth will make people weak. Things that can be solved with energy bars are wasting resources here. Is the alliance too idle, or is this bunch of waste really unable to find something to do?"

Mixue couldn't agree more, and she almost attracted Xiao Yang as her confidant, and her cheeks flushed.

When she saw this, Xiao Yang's head became hot and continued: "I am bluntly speaking, soldiers should not eat these so-called delicacies. When they arrived at the battlefield, they still thought about delicious food. Don't they feel like they were on an outing?"

"Mixue."

Before he finished speaking, the teacher named him and everyone looked at them together.

Xiao Yang stood up calmly and took Mixue to the stage.

Professor Huang seemed to hear something, and said angrily with a blow-beard: "You kid, what whispers are you just saying?"

Xiao Yang didn't plan to argue with this person at first, but he started to feel upset when he heard the words "Wrinkle".

"I said," Xiao Yang suppressed his anger: "It's not necessary to make it so delicious."

"Oh?" Professor Huang glared.

Xiao Yang is not afraid of this old man.

All the big things seemed boring and weak to him. He just stood here just to say a few words for Mixue, otherwise he would have left long ago.

"What can you improve your combat effectiveness by making something delicious?" Xiao Yang glanced at Mixue, stood proudly on the stage, and took the bag she taught.

"Or can you kill people with food?"

He said disdainfully, tearing open the packaging and squeezed out something a little wet.

Although it was a bit disgusting, Xiao Yang didn't care and took a bite on the spot.

Time pauses.

Three, two, one.

Xiao Yang vomited out,

"Oh my God!" The front-row classmate who was accidentally knelt down and gave a big gift by Xiao Yang's knees, screamed in fear.

"Call first aid! Call first aid! Dead! Dead!!!"

***

"...That's it, Xiao Yang went to the hospital. His family didn't find out clearly at the beginning, and even reported to the administrator, saying that someone was poisoned." Qiu Qiu said seriously at the dining table.

"..." Zhong Yu was silent for a moment: "Mr. Ke, this sister, talent."

"It's amazing," Qiu Qiu recalled the bag of things and was very awe-inspiring: "I originally wanted to try it, but Professor Huang evacuated the crowd at that time, so that none of us could touch that 'murder weapon'. What a pity."

Zhong Yu: “…”

This matter can be either big or small, but management will not waste opportunities.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and this once-summer school bully seems to be no longer as glorious as before.

One day, Qiu Qiu was walking on the road and heard two girls passing by mentioning the name Xiao Yang, and somehow suddenly laughed together.

The laughter was very simple. Although it was not ridiculed, it was without any admiration or envy. It was swept into the sky by the wind along with the red leaves on the side of the road.

Xiao Yang himself may be able to understand this gap better. Doug said that he and those little brothers have not been in trouble with him at school for a long time.

Once we met on a narrow road, the other party took the first path.

Doug is quite happy with such a change, but he firmly believes that the result is not only because Xiao Yang accidentally performed frustration in front of countless wastes, but also because Qiu Qiu's chicken crisps are delicious.

Sharing the little crispy piece won him some friendships that were not deep but could support daily life, which made those little brothers stop.

\"It's really delicious!" Douglas emphasized so much.

Qiu Qiu walked out of the school gate and faced a cold wind. He wrapped his scarf, hid half of his face in the red wool ball, and then walked accurately to his little goldfish.

Zhong Yu went on a business trip elsewhere, and he had been on a little goldfish these days.

There are several days every month. Although Qiu Qiu hasn't asked, he vaguely discovered the rules. As long as he knows that the guardian will come back, he will not be nervous or unhappy.
Chapter completed!