Chapter 1450 (1/2)

”Can you eat this flower?” Suddenly, a voice interrupted Song Ming's feeling. It turned out that Wuhai came from one side.

”Wumen eaves are good.” Song Ming politely said hello.

”You're welcome. Can you eat?” Wuhai asked again.

”Some can, some can't.” Song Mingdao.

Although Wuhai is very free when eating, it is still normal when communicating with people. After all, this is a dessert party in Yuanzhou, and he still gives Yuanzhou face.

”Yes.” Wuhai touched his moustache and nodded seriously, then grabbed a flower and stuffed it into his mouth.

This time, before Song Ming could speak, Wuhai began to spit out ”Pooh, Pooh, Pooh”. There was no way. It was a real flower.

The real magnolia is bitter. It just happens that Wuhai eats everything but doesn't suffer.

”This is a real flower...” Song Ming said.

”I see.” Wuhai nodded, grabbed another one and tasted it.

However, Wuhai's luck was really bad. It was still a real flower, and then the flower was sacrificed in Wuhai's mouth again.

Song Ming smiled helplessly. This time Wuhai didn't ask, but looked at the stones under the trees.

”It seems that this stone is also a dessert.” Wuhai road.

”It's really possible.” Song Ming pondered and nodded.

”I'll try.” Wuhai grabbed a palm sized stone and put it into his mouth.

”Oh, really, it's stone steamed bread. It's still warm.” Wu Haibin eating side road.

”Really?” Song Ming also picked up a stone.

This stone is just like a stone. Its appearance is simple and simple. It feels very hard, just like a real stone.

”Sniff” Song Ming is not a black sea. He can chew it directly. He sniffed it a little, and there was a faint smell of flour. Then he bit it.

The outer layer feels hard, but it softens instantly after meeting the mouth. When you eat it in one bite, there is only a feeling of flexibility. If you bite into the inner layer of steamed bread, it is called softness.

It is as soft as cotton wool. The inner layer is snow-white steamed bread with small pores. There is really no stuffing, but the aroma of wheat and slight temperature make people feel happy at once.

It's like when I came home from school when I was a child. There were no snacks at home, but the big steamed bread with residual temperature warmed in the pot filled my mouth with the smell of wheat, and my stomach became full with chewing.

Eating this steamed bread made Song Ming feel so happy.

”It's really delicious. There are not only colorful Begonia cakes and Magnolia rice cakes, but also such plain stone steamed bread. Xiao Yuan's ingenuity and craftsmanship are really amazing.” Song Ming finished the steamed bread and said with admiration.

”Yes, we old guys have to obey.” Ji Yi holds a stone steamed bread and nods in agreement.

Yes, hearing the word ”steamed bread”, Ji B rushed over and grabbed the last steamed bread under Wuhai's mouth.

This is also thanks to the blessing that Wuhai now has one in his mouth and one in his left and right hands. Otherwise Ji B would never have eaten it.

”No, no, no, I'm not old.” Song Ming said with a smile.

”...” Ji Yi felt that he and the cook were afraid of making a mistake.

”Yes, I think everyone is as old as you.” Zhou Shijie also came over and interposed.