The nth time I met my puppet

"But isn't that a bit too much? We already have quite a few set recipes. To avoid waste, we can't just make multiple dishes. So, we can draw lots to decide what to make for the set recipes? Those who don't get a chance to make whatever they like."

Originally, they planned to each make one of their favorite dishes and then make the entire fixed recipe, but that would mean there would be a lot and they wouldn't be able to finish it, so they all agreed to this proposal.

The skirmisher drew a blank recipe, so he could do whatever he wanted.

Wan Nan looked at his recipe and fell into deep thought...

Desserts? And drinks?

This is really not a good result.

The dessert that Wan Nan wants to make is actually more like a cake. Wan Nan is actually very skilled in making cakes. After all, Xueer likes to eat sweets, which naturally includes cakes.

She knew that Sanbing didn't like sweets, so this cake definitely couldn't be a dessert.

Can I put chili peppers in the cake? I guess... maybe not?

Wan Nan thought for a while, then added a thick layer of chili powder to the surface of the cake base. He seemed to feel that this was not enough, but then he remembered that besides the soldiers, other people had to eat it, so he silently added double the chili powder in one place.

Then, regarding the coloring of the cream, Wan Nan didn’t add any food coloring, and added a lot of chili powder to the cream, but she thought that adding only chili powder didn’t seem to be a good idea…

To make their mouths feel fresher, add a little mint.

Stir and stir again.

The bright red cream appeared, and then the cream was evenly spread on the surface of the cake base, and the remaining cream was used to make the shape of a rose.

007 was stunned. In fact, he had been stunned since Wan Nan started to do it. After all, adding chili peppers to the cake didn't seem like a normal operation, but he didn't dare to ask.

The cake is now formed, but the chili pepper in it...isn't it a bit too much?

"Host... what are you doing? Are you going to spic them to death? You don't look like you really want them to live..."

“…Ahem. How could that be? I just wanted to spice up a normal dish, but I was unlucky and won a cake instead. It’s okay, I can eat this, right??”

Wan Nan smelled the pungent smell of chili peppers in the air and fell into deep thought. Then he tasted the remaining cream and nodded. It wasn't very spicy.

"Well... the bag is fine."

Just like that, Wan Nan confidently brought out the bright red "dessert", but just as she brought it out, she heard other people talking.

"Ahem... Where does that smell come from...? It seems a bit pungent, but there are so many dishes here, I can't tell which one is so pungent..."

She sniffed carefully, but still couldn't tell, and didn't even consider that it was the "dessert" next to her. Because it was a "dessert", it was directly ruled out as a possibility, so he didn't even consider this possibility.

Upon hearing this, Wan Nan touched the tip of his nose feeling a little guilty, and his eyes unconsciously became a little vague.

You don’t say…you don’t say, this guy has a really good nose.

Soon all the dishes were served, and then they began to share what they had prepared.

Sanbing still made eel tea rice porridge, which didn't surprise Wannan at all. He then quietly shared the "dessert" he made.

Luckily she still remembered which one was the double spicy one...

Sanbing doesn't like desserts, so when the "dessert" was given to him, he quietly pushed it to the farthest position. Wan Nan's mouth twitched. It was not surprising, but this was specially made for him.

He has to eat today whether he wants to or not!

So Wan Nan decided to take the initiative and brought the "dessert" to Sanbing, then asked with a smile.

"Senior Amao, would you like to try what I made?"

The soldier was about to refuse when he smelled a strange smell. When the dessert got closer, he smelled the strange smell mixed with cream and chili. He couldn't even guess where the smell came from.

But even so, he never doubted that the problem was with the cake in front of him.

But he still refused.

"No thanks...I don't like sweets."

"Don't worry, it's not sweet."

Sanbing was completely unconvinced, and Wannan was also helpless. How could this cake be sweet? Of course it must be spicy.

"Is that really the case..."

Wan Nan's voice seemed very low, but San Bing had a bad premonition. He felt that she was going to make trouble again.

"Does Senior Amao dislike sweets or does he dislike me?"

Wan Nan first murmured in a low voice with great disappointment, and then continued.

"Senior Amao really still doesn't like me, but in front of so many people, Senior Amao is not even willing to taste a bite?"

Wan Nan pursed her lips tightly, pinched her thigh secretly, and tried not to laugh, pretending to be about to cry, but she really could not hold back her laughter!

Finally, Sanbing couldn't stand the pressure anymore and agreed with some irritation and impatience. However, when he took the "dessert", he immediately realized something was wrong. Wan Nan also noticed his expression at the same time.

Without hesitation, he quickly stuffed a mouthful of food into the soldier's mouth.

"Cough...cough..."

The taste when he took a sip was not as sweet as expected, but an extremely pungent smell instantly exploded in his mouth, followed by a refreshing feeling, mixed with the chili pepper to bring a strange feeling. For a moment, he couldn't help coughing.

What kind of dark cuisine is this?

"Senior Amao, is this 'dessert' delicious?"

The piece that Sanbing was eating was specially prepared by her with double the chili content.

Wan Nan asked with anticipation while suppressing her laughter. Although she did this so that Sanbing could recognize her sooner, she still couldn't help laughing at this moment.

On the importance of luck, because of bad luck, she could only put chili in the cake, but she believed that they would all understand her, right?

Sanbing was choked and speechless for a moment. Wan Nan really could always bring him surprises, unexpected surprises, which were situations that he could never predict?

Who would have thought someone would put so much chili in a cake? It's ridiculous.

He really shouldn't have left the house today. Nothing good would happen if he met Wan Nan.

"Good...it's really good..."

Sanbing was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. What was Wan Nan's motivation for doing this? To get revenge on him? But they seemed to have no contact in recent times. Could it be revenge for him telling Tinari about Wan Nan's substitute teaching?

Sanbing kept thinking about the reason, and of course he would not let her go so easily.

"Sister Wanxing, this is so delicious, it would be a shame if you don't try it yourself."

Sanbing smiled and scooped out a piece of cake and handed it to Wan Nan's lips with a wicked smile, but the onlookers even thought they were flirting and feeding each other.

"Ah... then I won't hold back."

Wan Nan wasn't afraid of spicy food, so she didn't refuse. Instead, she followed San Bing's instructions and ate the piece...

A "dessert" that is not sweet.

But because of the posture of the scattered soldier feeding, the two of them seemed particularly ambiguous.

Wan Nan tasted it carefully. Apart from the refreshing mint flavor that seemed a bit abrupt among the spicy ones, the taste was actually quite good.

Seeing that Wan Nan had no other unusual reaction, Sanbing's mouth twitched, as if he had punched a piece of cotton. Not only was he unable to vent his anger, but he became even angrier.

It's like you slap someone and then they lick your hand.

Quite disgusting.

At this time, other people also began to taste the "dessert" made by Wan Nan. After taking a bite, several people screamed.

"Hiss!!!! Water!!! Give me some water!!! Isn't this a dessert? Why is it spicy?!!! So spicy!! Where's the water?"

While desperately searching for water, he found a glass of red drink and drank it without any hesitation.

but…

This drink is also spicy.

"Holy crap! Why is this also spicy?!!"

Wan Nan awkwardly brought water, but even that couldn't relieve the spiciness. Several people looked at Wan Nan with resentment.

"Ahem...actually...it's not that spicy, really..."

"It would be strange if it's not spicy. Eat one yourself if you can!"

One of them covered his mouth which was swollen like a sausage from the spicy food and spoke viciously. Seeing this, Wan Nan spread his hands helplessly, then ate a piece of cake and drank a glass of spicy drink.

You know what, it's delicious...

For a moment everyone was silent, including the skirmishers.