Sheng Dongjia rushed up quickly.
His eyes fell on the boiled fish in front of Su Luo.
This dish is so flavorful.
The strong scent was almost irresistible to him.
King Wushen likes food, and so does Shengwen, otherwise he would not open this Encounter Pavilion.
"Who made this dish?" Sheng Wen looked back at the chef.
The head chef was originally in a state of shock, but he came back to his senses after being yelled at by his boss.
"It's him, it's this son." The head chef said quickly.
No one knows whether this dish is a blessing or a curse, so the head chef dare not pretend that he made it himself.
Sheng Dongjia looked at Su Luo.
This glance instantly made Sheng Dongjia's eyes light up.
He is a peerless young man with a shrewd stature, clear eyes and beautiful eyes.
Just this appearance and bearing makes people feel good, and can't help but want to get close.
Even a sinful person can't express his ill will towards such a clean and transparent young man.
Because the Sheng Dong family is the younger brother of the King of Wushen, they have always been domineering and commanding.
But when he saw Su Luo, he couldn't help but squeeze a smile on his face: "What is your surname?"
"My surname is Su."
"Young Master Su, can I taste this dish you made?"
Dong Sheng's attitude towards Su Luo was excellent.
This dish, Su Luo, was originally used for fishing, but...
"you are?"
No. 1 looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with indifferent eyes.
"Meet the owner of the court, you can call me Dongjia Sheng." Dongjia Sheng smiled proudly at No. 1.
"It turns out that you are the owner of the Encounter Pavilion, and you have lost your respect and respect for a long time. This dish is called boiled fish."
Sheng Dongjia nodded, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
At the entrance of the fish, he was almost in tears when it was spicy at first, but soon the spicy taste dissipated, and his mouth was full of fish flavor.
Sheng Dongjia's eyes shone with stars.
Su Luo smiled and said, "It will taste even better if it is served with white rice."
"Really?" Sheng Dongjia had already believed what Su Luo said.
At this time, a sharp-eyed guy came over with a bowl of spiky white rice.
Sheng Dongjia boiled fish with white rice, and the tip of his nose sweated while he ate it, but his eyes widened.
Su Luo smiled again: "Bibimbap soup tastes very good too."
Sheng Dongjia followed Su Luo's words again and did as she said, and sure enough, he was about to fly with the delicious taste.
How can there be such delicious food in the world? Has he spent the first half of his life in vain
"What kind of ingredients are you using to make your spicy flavor?" Sheng Dongjia looked at Su Luo with inquiring eyes.
Su Luo smiled lightly.
Sheng Dongjia is also a good person, and immediately knew that Su Luo didn't want to mention it.
Also, for others, this is most likely an ancestral secret recipe, so it is possible to say it casually
If others would have respected Sheng Dongjia at this time, but Su Luo was neither humble nor arrogant, and stood indifferently.
It was this composure that made Sheng Dongjia more and more interested in Su Luo.
"Why did you come to the kitchen to cook this dish?" Sheng Dongjia was cautious after all.
In fact, according to Su Luo's original idea, she deliberately made a bet with Sheng Dong's house, and then made this dish.
But that was too deliberate, so No. 1 abandoned the idea and opted for Plan Two.
Su Luo smiled and said, "I heard from my friend that there are many delicious dishes in the Encounter Pavilion. After tasting it... I just feel..."
Su Luo looked at Sheng Dong's house and seemed hesitant, but in the end he smiled bitterly: "I just thought it wasn't very delicious, so I argued with my friend, he said if I could make more delicious dishes..."