Chapter 814 Feeling the Love From Above

Thinking that Yan Chenxi was still waiting for his answer, Mr. Wu hurriedly said, "I'm already eighty-six this year, I don't know why the girl asked this?"

Although the one in front of me is a little girl, whenever he meets those eyes, Mr. Wu can feel the changes of the years and the love from above.

This feeling is very strange, as if these eyes are watching him grow up. He knew that even if he said this feeling, no one would believe him, and they would just think of him as an old fool.

But only he knows, he is not confused.

Yan Chenxi nodded slightly, "So, it was you at that time."

Elder Wu was stunned, "At that time..."

He wanted to ask something else, but Yan Chenxi had already lowered his head and picked up a small pot that was on the side of the dish.

This small pot was served together with the dishes, and everyone saw it, but no one knew what was in the small pot and what was it for.

Because in their cognition, none of Yan's dishes needed extra ingredients.

Seeing Yan Chenxi pick up the small pot, Mr. Wu quickly closed his mouth, watching and waiting with burning eyes.

On the side, the town leader thought that Yan Chenxi was wasting his time and wanted to speak up.

However, he was frightened by Mr. Wu's sharp eyes, and quickly closed his mouth embarrassingly.

The old guy doesn't give me face so much, okay, let's see, what tricks this little girl can make!

I will bear with you now, and wait until I get the money in your pocket, and then I will settle accounts with you slowly!

The town leader suppressed his anger and looked at Yan Chenxi impatiently.

Kong Ji was already in a hurry. He felt that wasting his time for an ignorant girl like Yan Chenxi was a kind of blasphemy to him.

Xiong Wei didn't have any big reaction anymore, anyway, everything is already a certainty now.

If the inheritance is lost, the old plaque is his, and the title of inheritance is also his.

Just like that, under the expectation of Mr. Wu and the ridicule of the people of Yanjia Town, Yan Chenxi took the small pot, the spout was slightly tilted, and a pot of white soup flowed out of it, and fell directly into the plate containing the vegetables.

"What are you doing?" The town leader looked at Yan Chenxi's behavior of pouring the white soup from the pot in puzzlement.

"Heh, isn't this just soup kimchi?" Dashan said sarcastically, he was completely defeated in this duel, and even the girl Xiaowei had a higher evaluation than him, so he can only find it here at the moment. Find a sense of presence.

However, just as he finished speaking, an indescribable fragrance came from the tip of his nose.

"Fragrance? What kind of fragrance is this?" Dashan muttered to himself, and then looked at Kong Ji beside him.

At this time, Kong Ji had already smelled the fragrance, and stared at Yan Chenxi's dish with his eyes tightly fixed.

This scent came from there.

Gradually, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and almost everyone around could smell it.

"Sister, it smells so good!" Xiaofang took Xiaowei's hand, looking very greedy, obviously attracted by the fragrance.

"Xiaowei, this is..." The proprietress looked at Xiaowei in shock, and the moment she smelled it, she remembered something.

She had smelled this smell before. Had smelled it while her husband was alive. Later, when her husband died, she never smelled this smell again.

However, even so, there is still a gap between the taste of the husband's cooking and the current taste.

Obviously, the taste is more mellow now.

Because her husband said that this dish is easy to fail, and he has been studying it for a long time, but he has never understood the essence and profound meaning of it.