God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

Finally, a referee couldn't help but speak out.

The female teacher seemed to know that she was causing public outrage, so she quickly picked up the sugar water in her hand and ran away.

Still running and hiccupping.

I ate four meat buns, and four small bowls of sugar water, plus a bowl in my hand.

Good guy, one person can kill half of the weight of other referees.

“Omg what a waste of food”

The ten referees and Qin Jingming looked at the small bowl in front of them, which contained only one-third of the sugar water.

I felt like I had a bite of meat in my heart, which was eaten by the female teacher just now.

"It's just a little bit, who made me wait since I don't know the goods!"

Just take a sip, and they know what they just missed.

Everyone glanced at their companions, their eyes full of shock.

Unanimously nodded.

"By the way, didn't their contestants make two copies, there should be more over there"

A staff member, the words at this time were like the sounds of nature, resounding in everyone's ears.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and have a look, don't be ruined again."

Three minutes later, the few staff members who had just been dispatched did not return with a full load.

Instead, he only brought back two small bowls and three buns.

"all gone"

Gu Hongyu looked at the hands of these staff members and asked in disbelief.

"Master Gu, gone!"

As expected, one of the small bowls belonged to Qin Jingming.

He has already eaten the big head, so he doesn't want the buns. As for how they divide it, it's none of his business.

After drinking this small bowl of sugar water, Qin Jingming was only half full, but he had no appetite for other delicacies.

But as a referee, fairness must be ensured.

The eleven referees almost all gave a score after a small taste.

10 minutes ago.

Seeing that her father had prepared delicious food, Qin Xinxin immediately went to Teacher Ye Yin.

"Ms. Ye, let me tell you that the steamed stuffed buns made by my father are really delicious. Come with me quickly, or if someone finds out later, they will be gone."

As for the students in her class, Qin Xinxin happens to be Ye Yin, the student she likes the most.

Not only is she cute, but she is also sensible and obedient, and her grades are also at the forefront of the class.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Ye Yin knew very little about her student's father.

At the same time, just after Wei Lecheng showed off to his son, he noticed that his son was running towards a certain direction.

"Dad, I have something to watch first."

This time was the most important juncture. His son left, but he ignored it. He was still in the school.

He would like to see what kind of evaluation Qin Laohui would give. This is the chef in his own shop.

"Xinxin slow down!"

Seeing Qin Xinxin dragging her hand and running, Ye Yin had to tell her to stop first.

There are too many people here, if you are not careful, you will bump into other students.

"Ms. Ye is here, this is what my father made, but why is it different from before."

As a daughter, she must have eaten all the buns in Qin Mo's shop.

Compared with the buns in the store, the buns made by Baba now seem too ordinary.

As a result, she wondered for a moment if she had made a mistake.

Looking at the name on the desktop, Qin Mo.

That's right!
Forget it, as long as it's made by Papa, it must be delicious.

"Teacher, try this first, and I'll make you a bowl of sugar water."

Looking at the buns Qin Xinxin handed over, they were almost the same as those sold in shops outside.

Except for a faint fragrance from time to time, there is no outstanding place.

"Since it was recommended by one of my students, I have to try it no matter what."

Ye Yin took the buns, at this moment, she was also a little hungry.

"Eat one first and then talk!"

Thinking of this, Ye Yin, like everyone else, took a small bite first.

As expected, she just tasted it, and she knew that the seemingly ordinary buns in front of her eyes were so delicious.

She, Ye Yin, was conquered, and she was still delicious.

"Teacher, just eating steamed stuffed buns will be a little hard to swallow. Let's drink a bowl of sugar water first."

Looking at Qin Xinxin in front of her, she squinted her eyes and smiled.

Ye Yin couldn't help but say: "Little Elf, your father did this too, I've never seen him so diligent!"

That's what she said, but she still took it.

He finished eating the steamed stuffed bun in his hand first, then picked up the spoon, and took a sip gracefully.

"It's delicious!"

I seldom drink sugar water, because if I eat desserts, I will feel tired after just a little bit.

But now the small bowl has bottomed out, and the nausea from drinking sugar water before has not appeared.

I still want to drink another bowl.

That's right, it's drinking. After tasting it just now, she didn't think the spoon was enough.

"Hmph, what is delicious and delicious, Mrs. Ye, don't be fooled by Qin Xinxin"

At this moment, a fat little boy ran over.

It was Wei Kaikai.

I saw that the teacher only ate the food made by Qin Xinxin's father, not his own.

How does this work?

I am rushing to No.1!
"Teacher, you also eat what my father made."

Wei Kaikai quickly picked up the delicate bun beside him and handed it to Ye Yin.

Seeing his student like this, Ye Yin was both happy and angry.

"Okay, teacher, eat now!"

Putting down the small bowl in his hand, Ye Yin took it with a smile.

But she just took a bite and frowned involuntarily.

If you have never eaten Qin Mo buns before, this bun is also delicious.

It's a pity that the goods are afraid of comparison. This comparison immediately reveals the gap.

After eating this bun, Ye Yin no longer wanted to eat it.

He took the bun from Qin Xinxin again.

I thought to myself that this student is really too sensible, seeing that I don't like to eat what Wei Kaikai's father made.

"Hmph, what's the point of pride? I don't believe that your father's cooking tastes better than mine."

After Wei Kaikai finished speaking, he picked up the buns made by Qin Mo.

It's a pity that Wei Lecheng was still paying attention to the rostrum at this time, and didn't realize that his son was betrayed by a bun.

"good to eat."

From the skeptical bite, Wei Kaikai accelerated the speed in his hand.

After a few bites, I finished the buns on my hands.

The target aimed at the dining table again. At this time, there were still hundreds of buns.

This time Qin Mo only made 120 buns, all of which were meat buns, the kind that is closest to life.

"Great"

The child's nature is reflected at this time.

Without much hatred, this little fat man was immediately overwhelmed by the delicious food in front of him.

"Xinxin, I will never speak ill of you again, the buns made by your father are really delicious."

The performance of the two immediately attracted their classmates.