Mr. Wang took the food box into the restaurant and quickly took out the dinner plates inside.

Although Manager Zhang was in a hurry, the food box was well protected. Whether it was steamed buns and bean paste buns or stir-fried side dishes, they all stayed on the plate.

"Master, please enjoy your meal." Mr. Wang set out the bowls and chopsticks and said respectfully.

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded lightly and looked at the food on the plate.

Several plates of stir-fried dishes were filled with fragrance. Mu Wuchen's eyes lingered on Gu Xiaoyou's stir-fried onions and meat for a moment, and then he looked at the other plates.

Seeing the strange two-color steamed bun, Mu Wuchen's deep eyes flashed with interest.

He picked up a steamed bun with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and took a bite. Different from the usual steamed buns, the two-color steamed buns had a chewy texture and tasted slightly sweet, with a bit of the flavor of vegetables.

Mu Wuchen broke off a little bit of each of the three-color steamed buns and tasted the green ones as spinach, the yellow ones as pumpkin, and the orange ones as carrots.

I didn't expect that simple food can be used in many ways.

After trying the steamed buns, Mu Wuchen took a few bites of the side dishes. The other dishes were ordinary, except for the fried pork slices, which had a rich texture and some layers of texture. Although it was simple, it tasted good.

It’s even better paired with steamed buns.

After tasting both the steamed buns and side dishes, Mu Wuchen turned his attention to the last plate of food. He had just been attracted by the two-color steamed buns with flowers, and then noticed that the last plate of red bean paste buns was also a colorful noodle.

What’s even more interesting is that each round noodle is actually different.

Mu Wuchen scanned them one by one and recognized the pattern on the tissue bag. After some speculation, he recognized the pig and kitten.

He picked one up with chopsticks and looked closely, confirming that it was a piglet. Mu Wuchen took a bite.

When the bean paste bun was bitten open, there was a gap and the warm bean paste filling immediately flowed out a little.

Only then did Mu Wuchen realize that the noodles were not steamed buns, but stuffed food.

Seeing the brown-red filling for the first time, Mu Wuchen curiously took a bite of the filling. It was slightly hot and soft.

Mu Wuchen tasted red beans, but the taste was a bit too sweet.

The two of them finished a piggy bean bun. Mu Wuchen took a few bites of the meat slices and then picked up a yellow bean bun.

The yellow bean bag revealed a bean bag that had been blocked, and Mu Wuchen couldn't help but froze with his deep eyes.

Why does this bean bag look a little weird?

It was half wrapped in black bread, and there seemed to be something on the white surface.

Mu Wuchen picked it up curiously, and when he saw the appearance of the red bean paste bun, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

I saw a pair of slightly raised eyebrows, a pair of black and round eyes, red dots made of cinnabar, a large piece of black hair wrapped in dough, and a men's bun on top.

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Mu Wuchen looked carefully for a few times, looking at the black dough that was the same as his bun, coupled with the handsome eyebrows, he instantly guessed that the chopsticks were filled with red bean paste buns made from his model.

A hint of amusement flashed in his dark starry eyes, and Mu Wuchen shook his head helplessly.

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, this Gu Xiaoyou...

He is so bold and naughty, she is probably the only one in the world who dares to make him into bean paste buns.

However, seeing the red bean paste buns on the chopsticks that were obviously more delicate and carefully made than other bean paste buns, Mu Wuchen felt a warm feeling in his heart.

How can he get off his tongue when he does it with so much care?

At this time, Mr. Wang brought a bowl of soup. He noticed that the food brought today were all pasta and side dishes. He was afraid that the master would have a dry mouth, so he specially brought soup from the kitchen.

Mr. Wang politely put the soup bowl on the table: "Master, please use the soup."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded casually, with the red bean paste bun still on his chopsticks.

Mr. Wang waited for a moment and saw that Mu Wuchen did not move his chopsticks. He looked at it curiously and first noticed the different shapes of red bean paste buns on the plate.

"Dr. Gu is very careful and can make so many different kinds of food." Mr. Wang praised softly: "And the food appearance is very interesting. It turns out that pasta can also be made into the shape of animals, which opened my eyes to this old slave."

Mu Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? What did you see?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a duck." Mr. Wang replied softly.

Mu Wuchen looked at the red bean paste buns that he didn't recognize. They turned out to be ducks.

"Well, continue." He nodded gently.

After receiving the master's approval, Mr. Wang became more courageous. He immediately guessed the shapes of other red bean paste buns and quickly recognized the piglets, kittens and puppies.

Mr. Wang guessed everything correctly, and Mu Wuchen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He didn't expect that someone could actually accurately recognize the things Gu Xiaoyou played with.

When Mr. Wang turned his attention to the red bean paste buns on Mu Wuchen's chopsticks, Mu Wuchen froze in his movements, fearing that Mr. Wang would recognize him, and feeling annoyed why he didn't just eat it.

Unfortunately, Mu Wuchen's hypothesis did not hold up, and Mr. Wang, who had the same idea as Gu Xiaoyou, encountered Waterloo.

Not only did he not recognize who made the red bean paste buns, he also said the wrong thing.

"What kind of animal is this?" Mr. Wang looked at it a few times in confusion: "The black, white and black one is not the mythical beast of Chaoyang Kingdom?"

The mythical animal is the panda.

Mu Wuchen's face instantly turned dark when he heard this. He ate the bean paste buns in one gulp, snorted coldly, and walked away with a straight face.

Mr. Wang was confused as he watched Mu Wuchen, with a dark face, ask Manager Zhang, who was kneeling at the door, to stand up, and then strode away with his hands behind his back.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong?" The innocent Lord Wang murmured to himself. Unfortunately, the bean paste bun was eaten by Mu Wuchen in one bite, leaving no chance for Lord Wang to guess again.

Poor Mr. Wang was confused and clearing the plates on the dining table. He might never have thought that the red bean paste bun was the shape of his most respected master.

Time passed slowly, and the end of the month came in a blink of an eye.

Gu Xiaoyou led the female workers to make more than 100 paper-cut greeting cards ordered by Miss Wen.

During this period, Gu Xiaoyou successfully learned how to make three-dimensional greeting cards, and specially made a three-dimensional greeting card in the shape of a cherry blossom tree as a gift to Miss Wen.

After packing all the greeting cards, Gu Xiaoyou gave the address to the driver at the express station and asked him to deliver it.

The coachman came back that afternoon and brought something back.

"Wow, did you go to the flower market?" Gu Xiaoyou asked in surprise. As soon as the coachman entered the door, he brought in a pot of flowers.

Before Gu Xiaoyou could say anything, he turned around and went out, and soon brought in another pot of flowers. He moved three times in a row and brought in four pots of flowers, large and small.

"I didn't go to the flower market. Miss Wen sent this to you, along with this card." The driver took out a greeting card from his sleeve pocket.
Chapter completed!