Wiping a handful of sweat, Shi Lei turned his head and found that the waiter who was trying the dishes had already stood next to him.

"You can eat less of these reddish dishes, they are more spicy. I used something much spicier than dogwood. Of course, these spicy dishes will not be eaten by princes and princesses, so you should be careful when serving. Shi Lei reminded the waiter.

"Our family understands, Xie Hou Ye mentioned it." The waiter who tried the dishes sincerely thanked him. There are really few who can take into account the feelings of these inner servants.

The waiter tried a few other dishes first, and couldn't help but admire Shi Lei's cooking skills. When it came time for a few spicy dishes, the waiter carefully sandwiched a small amount of each of them, put them in his silver bowl, and slowly savored their taste.

This novel spicy taste really had a big impact on him. The first time he felt this spicy smell, he immediately saw sweat on his head, and his mouth couldn't help but open and keep inhaling the cool air.

Looking at the expression of love and hate, he must have been very entangled in the taste of these dishes.

"Let's get some mushroom soup to relieve the spicy." Shi Lei said.

"Master Xie." He was a waiter after all, and it was impossible to have another bowl at will, although the taste in his mouth kept reminding him that he needed to do it.

Shi Lei's words finally relieved him, and he felt like he had saved his life.

"Master Hou is right, these dishes are indeed not suitable for the little master." Finally relieved the fire-breathing feeling in his mouth, the waiter said with a scared face.

"Huh? What does it taste like? When Shi Lei went in with the dishes, Cheng Chumo and An Yuanshou were looking forward to the new tricks prepared by Shi Lei at the table.

"These dishes are kind, and the little ones can't touch them." Shi Lei pointed to a few spicy dishes that were specially served to his side, and told Li Zhi to treat them, but he deliberately did not remind Cheng Chumo of them, just waiting to watch a good show.

"What's so mysterious? I'll try it first. Cheng Chumo saw Shi Lei's style, and he didn't believe in evil and stretched out his chopsticks to the mapo tofu that was fragrant but had the most chili peppers. That layer of red grease makes people very appetizing when they look at it.

"Ah...... What is this thing, how does this smell, ha...... Give me water, did you kid poison it in the stone? ”

Cheng Chumo really didn't disappoint Shi Lei. He ate quickly, and he swallowed a few pieces of tofu the size of half a steamed bun in one bite, and there was a lot of chili oil on it, so it was strange if it wasn't spicy.

At this time, I could only open my mouth wide, stick my tongue out, and fan the wind vigorously.

Yu Ling'er quickly brought a big bowl of cold water, Cheng Chumo grabbed it, and poured it all into her stomach.

"Did you kid do it on purpose, what the hell is in here?" Seeing Shi Lei, who was eating mapo tofu at ease, Cheng Chumo asked with an unhappy face.

"Before I could say anything, you stuffed such a big piece into it, can you blame me?" Shi Lei smiled indifferently.

"That's it, whoever let you take the lead yourself, still blames others." Cheng Chuyue, who saw everything in his eyes, said unceremoniously.

"It's really an outgoing girl, it's not a big deal, it's towards the stone." Cheng Chumo shook his head and said in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Cheng Chuyue glared at her eldest brother.

"I asked what the hell was in the stone?" Cheng Chumo shrank his neck and whispered, there is no majesty at all in front of the girl.

"There's a spice that's unique to us, and I call it chili.

This thing is many times spicier than dogwood, and with such a big finger, it can be spicy for people to cry and call their mother. Shi Lei looked at Cheng Chumo and explained meaningfully.

"Who cried dad and called mother?" Cheng Chu asked rhetorically.

Seeing that although the other people didn't make a sound, they all had "It's not you" written on their faces, so he had to mumble a few words and stop picking up the stubble.

"But the dishes made by this thing are spicy and have a special aroma.

Especially when combined with hot oil, it has a unique flavor that makes you want to eat it again. After Shi Lei finished speaking, he picked up a piece of mapo tofu and put it in his mouth beautifully.

The taste of the other dishes is definitely not bad, but unfortunately Shi Lei still can't eat meat, so he can only be cheap and silent.

The taste of saliva chicken is soft and sweet, because after the cold water, it will inevitably have a refreshing taste when eaten in the mouth, and it also retains the unique aroma of flying dragons.

Seeing An Yuanshou eating until he couldn't stop, he knew that he was still playing perfectly.

The dish of boiled fish was very popular with the Cheng brothers and sisters, and the chopsticks flew without any fighting.

An Yuanshou has little to do with this dish, also because he really can't grab the two brothers and sisters, and the chopsticks can't be handed in, so how can he eat it in his mouth, so he has to concentrate on fighting against the saliva chicken.

It's just that Shi Lei didn't have bean sprouts in his hands, so he had to replace them with bamboo shoots and mushrooms.

Other people don't seem to know about the existence of bean sprouts, and in retrospect, it seems necessary to teach everyone how to make this thing.

Whether it is stir-fried vegetables or dumplings, the bean sprouts are very fragrant, and there are too many delicious foods that people miss at this time.

But it's good that this way the farmers can have one more skill to make a living.

At the same time, a similar scene happened on the side of several uncles.

The three uncles and Fan Mengda, who was left behind, joined the army, and just went to worship Shi Lei's father together, and a separate table was set up in another room.

Since it's an old brother, there must be a lot to say.

"These are all carefully prepared by Shi Lei, hurry up and taste the taste. The scratching piece on his mouth is still very level. ”

As soon as the dish was served, Uncle Housekeeper was proud and gave Uncle Fan a little introduction.

As for the existence of chili peppers, he deliberately ignored them, and the idea in this is naturally self-evident.

"Well, it does taste good. This red spice has a unique taste, and I didn't expect it to be so delicious. ”

Fan Mengda looked at a few dishes, and gently picked up the boiled fish that looked the least red although there was a layer of chili pepper floating on the surface.

I took a bite, tasted the taste in my mouth, nodded affirmatively, and put down my chopsticks.

"Let's just say that you can't pit this cunning old thing." Uncle Blacksmith patted his knee and said hatefully.

"Kobold Strategist, you think it's for nothing." Uncle Hunter said faintly, almost choking to death with one sentence.

"I'm just planning and then acting, how can you be like you, a guy who only has flesh and no eyes, and such a little trick wants to trick me?

The name of my Zhiduoxing is not called for nothing. Uncle Fan's opening made the image of the previous master ruined.

But when I am with my old brothers, I always put on an unfathomable appearance, which is too annoying, so I naturally show my true temperament.

"That's it, you old boy is now virtuous, and it looks more pleasing to the eye, and he always puts on a light and unlucky look, who do you show it?

I can't even see you make a fool of yourself, it's too boring. Uncle Blacksmith still said with some unhappiness.

"Alright, let's have a drink." Uncle Butler raised the wine bowl in his hand and temporarily put an end to this little joke.