Chapter 1852 Guess What

"Okay, Brother Yang, no problem." Xiao Wang was slightly taken aback, and then nodded quickly.

Yang Ming smiled helplessly. It would be better if Chen Mengyan didn't doubt it, but if she doubted it, it would be a bit bad if she killed her.

Xiao Wang obviously understands Yang Ming's difficulties, but he said enviously: "Brother Yang, don't worry too much, I am a little envious of you, but Xiaoran is enough for me." update here]

Soon, Sun Jie, Xiao Qing and Zhou Jiajia prepared dinner and asked Yang Ming to come out to eat, while Yang Ming brought Xiao Wang out together.

Xiao Wang was afraid that he would become a light bulb, so he would not eat at the same table with Yang Ming. No matter how Yang Ming tried to persuade him, he shook his head and refused. In the end, Yang Ming had no choice but to order Zhou Jiajia to clean up the dishes on the table. I served some separately for Xiao Wang, and asked him to go back to his room to eat.

"Yang Ming, how about today's food? Can you guess who made everything?" When Xiao Wang returned to the room, Sun Jie walked over and asked with a smile.

"Uh..." Yang Ming looked at the steaming and delicious food on the table, and couldn't help drooling. If he wanted to say who made which dish, he really couldn't guess it.

Although Yang Ming has clairvoyant eyes, he can see everything in the world, but the name of this dish is not written. No matter how clairvoyant Yang Ming can see, he can't tell who made everything.

"I guess... this fish soup is made by Qingqing, right?" Yang Ming picked up a spoon and tasted the fish soup on the table brazenly and said.

"En...it was indeed Qingqing who made it." Sun Jie nodded, gasped and said, "But it's not because I told you before, Qingqing wants to make fish soup for you, how can you guess this? guess again"

Yang Ming smiled wryly. Unexpectedly, Sun Jie saw through and tasted a piece of fish-flavored eggplant on the table. Although Yang Ming lowered his head and didn't look at the faces of the girls, he secretly watched the girls with his supernatural power. expression.

When Yang Ming was eating fish-flavored eggplant sticks, Yang Ming noticed that Zhou Jiajia's expression changed slightly, a little expectant, a little nervous, and Yang Mingxin smiled. It seemed that Zhou Jiajia made this dish without a doubt.

So, Yang Ming raised his head and said with a smile on his face: "This fish-flavored eggplant stick is really delicious, but who made it? Let me guess."

"Then guess it, let's see if you can guess it." Sun Jie didn't believe that Yang Ming could guess it, so she asked with a smile.

"Well... I guess it's definitely not you who did it." Yang Ming looked at Sun Jie and said.

"Hmph, what kind of guessing are you doing?" Sun Jie was a little disdainful: "If you have the ability, just guess who did it. Don't use the elimination method. I'm not afraid to tell you. I really didn't do it."

"Hehe, well, let me tell you, don't be too shocked, I guess—this is what Zhou Jiajia did," Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Huh?" All the girls looked at Yang Ming in surprise, and even Sun Jie couldn't help but widen her eyes after hearing Yang Ming's words: "How did you guess it?"

"Of course it was eaten. Everyone put love in it, and I tasted it," Yang Ming said solemnly.

"A blind cat hits a mouse, if you have the ability, you can guess something else." Sun Jie didn't believe in Yang Ming's so-called theory of love.

"Okay." Yang Ming nodded, lowered his head, looked at a dish of spiced spicy tofu shreds, put a chopstick into it, and tasted it carefully.

Zhao Ying was a little nervous. This five-spice spicy tofu shreds was made by her. Yang Ming praised Zhou Jiajia before, and she was afraid that Yang Ming would say that this dish she made was not delicious.

Just when Zhao Ying was extremely nervous, Yang Ming raised his head, shook his head and said, "Well, this five-spice spicy tofu shreds is also delicious. It's fragrant and spicy. It's good. It's good. I'll have another bite."

Zhao Ying was overjoyed when she heard this, but everyone agreed before that she couldn't show it, so she quickly kept her face tight to prevent Yang Ming from seeing the clues.

"Don't keep saying irrelevant and unreliable things there, quickly guess, who made this, and it's not too late to eat when you guess right," Sun Jie said with a snort.

"Then let's guess first." Yang Ming nodded, "I guess... Zhao Ying made this, right?"

"Ah?" Zhao Ying covered her mouth in surprise, and looked at Yang Ming in amazement. How did he guess it?

"Hehe, it looks like I guessed it right." Yang Ming said with a smile, "Well, I'm pretty good, right?"

"It doesn't count again." Sun Jie frowned: "You only need to guess one more correctly to pass the test."

Sun Jie was also very surprised, how did Yang Ming know? She has also been observing Yang Ming's actions and the actions of the girls. When Yang Ming tasted the dishes made by Zhou Jiajia and Zhao Ying before, they all had looks of hope on their faces, but when Yang Ming raised his head, they All restrained, Yang Ming should not be able to see it

Could it be that this kid really has any special abilities? Thinking of this, Sun Jie felt more and more likely that Yang Ming had guessed that Li Yixun came to deliver the fish before he saw Li Yixun, so he must have some unknown means.

It seems that when Yang Ming bowed his head, he couldn't show any emotion, otherwise, Yang Ming might notice it, but Sun Jie couldn't say a word to remind him.

"Come again, come again." Yang Ming lowered his head, casually stretched his chopsticks towards a sweet potato ball, picked one up and put it in his mouth...

Sun Jie was overjoyed, but on the surface she remained expressionless because the taro and sweet potato balls that Yang Ming was sandwiching at the moment were made by her. As long as she didn't show any expressions, Zhao Ying, Xiao Qing, and Zhou Jiajia wouldn't have any special expressions. .

Yang Ming secretly observed everyone's expressions while eating sweet potato balls, huh? Why is no one looking forward to it? Didn't they make this sweet potato ball, but bought it in a restaurant? Impossible?

Yang Ming frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of a possibility that Sun Jie might have noticed her trick, and she, a little vixen, purposely put on a straight face and pretended to be with her in order not to let herself notice any clues. It's irrelevant, so she made this sweet potato ball?

Yang Mingxin nodded secretly, it seems that his guess is very likely

Yang Ming smiled slightly, and stretched out his thumb: "Yes, yes, the fried sweet potato balls are no different from those in big restaurants. I think it should be Xiaojie's craftsmanship?"