Chapter 1093 You Are Really Amazing!

Braised ribs.

Tomato scrambled eggs.

Celery.

Winter melon ball soup.

Almost as soon as the range hood stopped, Jiang Ke'er put down her phone and walked over.

Looking at the dishes and soup on the dining table, and looking at Mu Yanze who was serving the meal, Jiang Keer exclaimed with surprise, "Mu Yanze, you are really amazing!"

After giving the hand holding the spoon a pause, Mu Yanze raised his eyes, and saw the girl's eyes were bright, as if he had done such a great thing.

"What... what's wrong?"

Seeing him not moving, Jiang Ke'er was puzzled.

Mu Yanze stuffed the bowl into her hand, "Are you always boasting like this?"

no, isn't it?

Jiang Ke'er was a little confused, "No..."

There was a flash of undercurrent in the lowered eyes, Mu Yanze let out a low breath, nodded and said: "To praise someone, you must praise specific qualities."

? ? ?

Is it not a specific trait to praise him for being great?

Jiang Ke'er blinked, and sat in front of the dining table with a face of confusion.

I don't know if Mu Yanze has the habit of keeping his mouth shut, Jiang Ke'er only knows that in Jiang's restaurant, there are always talking and laughing.

Looking at Mu Yanze who was eating quietly, and then looking at the bowl full of rice, Jiang Keer hesitated for a moment.

Let's eat, I can finish it, but besides sister Wan, there is no girl around her who can eat such a big bowl of rice, okay?

Does he think she is very edible?

But don't eat it, it will be left in the bowl for a while, isn't it a waste?

Sister Wan absolutely does not allow wasting food.

And this code of conduct has long been deeply engraved in her mind.

"not hungry?"

Seeing that Jiang Ke'er was still holding the chopsticks for a long time, Mu Yanze raised his eyes and looked over.

"I, I...maybe, can't finish it."

As soon as Jiang Ke'er opened his mouth, Mu Yanze understood.

He picked up Jiang Ke'er's bowl and picked half of it,

Mu Yanze showed the bowl to Jiang Keer, "Can you finish these?"

"Can."

Jiang Ke'er nodded, and Mu Yanze handed over the bowl.

After receiving the bowl, Jiang Ke'er's heart jumped again.

The ribs are fragrant.

Tomatoes are sweet.

Celery is crisp.

Winter melon is waxy.

Another half bowl of light and delicious soup, Jiang Ke'er went to Mu Yanze frequently, "Mu Yanze, your cooking skills are really good! You can't tell at all!"

“Tired of takeaway!”

Mu Yanze said softly: "I don't like having outsiders at home, so I'm used to doing it myself."

As he said that, Mu Yanze looked up at Jiang Keer, "I invite you to eat this, isn't it a bit too crude?"

"No no."

Jiang Ke'er shook her head again and again, "I like it very much, your cooking is really delicious! It's only better than my mother's..."

Wanting to specifically praise Mu Yanze's cooking skills, Jiang Ke'er felt that if he could taste the same as his mother's, that would be a very high praise.

But as soon as the words came out, Jiang Ke'er felt something was wrong.

To say that Mu Yanze is better than his mother is obviously too unreliable.

But it's not like a compliment to say that he didn't have a mother in what he did.

It can be said that it has already been said.

Facing Mu Yanze's gaze, Jiang Ke'er bit her lip, "It's only a little worse than my mother's..."

I could see that he was a little surprised, and then, there was an obvious smile in his eyes.

I don't think I've said anything wrong, but somehow I feel that there is a problem.

Jiang Ke'er's face turned red.

"I...I didn't lie to you..."

The girl lowered her head and said in a low voice, "It's really delicious!"

"Okay! Thank you Miss Jiang for your compliment!"

There was a smile in Mu Yanze's voice, "Then, I've invited you to dinner. How can you thank me?"

"But I can't cook!"

Jiang Ke'er blurted out, and met Mu Yanze's smiling eyes.