Chapter 1853 Guess again

"Wow?" Sun Jie is really speechless. Can she guess it in this way? Yang Ming guessed right. This sweet potato ball is really her masterpiece, but how did Yang Ming learn about it?

"How did you know?" Sun Jie's eyes widened and looked at Yang Ming incredulously.

"Hehe, of course it's a guess." Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders: "Is it intuitive?"

Sun Jie frowned. She didn't seem to believe Yang Ming very much, but it's no wonder that if Yang Ming guessed one or two dishes, it was possible. When the blind cat met a dead mouse, but he guessed four dishes in such a row, which made Sun Jie suspicious

Even if Yang Mingmeng is right for one and two, there is no reason for Yang Mingmeng to be right for three or four, right?

"Don't believe it" Sun Jie shook her head firmly: "Wait a minute, avoid it first, I have something to say to my sisters"

"Really, there are so many words for a meal." Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders.

"Let you guess, we like you. If it were other men, we would be too lazy to play this kind of game with him," Sun Jie snorted.

"Okay, okay, then say it," Yang Ming said helplessly, "That's a good deal. Guess the last one, otherwise I can't eat just like this. I might as well go back to bed."

"Okay, that's the last one. Can't we make a deal?" Sun Jie nodded..

"That's okay," Yang Ming turned away, went to a place far away from the restaurant and sat down, waiting for the women to discuss before going back.

"Sisters, have you found anything suspicious?" Sun Jie has become the eldest sister of everyone: "Yang Ming is a man and not an immortal. How can he repeatedly guess who made these dishes? If I remember correctly, Yang Ming should be in Xiao Wang's room when we are busy cooking, right?

"Yes, I also think it's a little strange." Zhou Jiajia nodded and agreed, "If it's just Xiao Qing's fish soup, it's possible that he guessed it correctly, because Qingqing said before that she wanted to make fish soup. But the rest..."

"So, I think there is a problem." Sun Jie nodded: "You may not have noticed it, but I noticed that when Yang Ming was tasting the dish, who made the dish, and your faces showed a look of expectation and tension. I guess this was what Yang Ming saw, so he guessed this. What's the point"

"Sister Sun Jie, what you said is possible." Zhao Ying nodded: "At that time, I really looked at Yang Ming nervously. Maybe he noticed..."

"But Xiaojie, his last dish is yours. Now that you have found this fbreak, you should not let Yang Ming take advantage of it, will you? Do you also show a look of tension and expectation? Xiao Qing asked doubtfully.

"I didn't," Sun Jie shook her head: "However, I think it was because I didn't have it that Yang Ming doubted me and guessed that I made this sweet potato ball."

"Oh?" Xiao Qing was slightly stunned, and then guessed some general, so she said, "What you mean is that Yang Ming thinks that you are deliberately pretending to be indifferent, because I, Zhao Ying and Jiajia have not shown anything. On the contrary, you are the most doubtful?"

"Yes, that's it," Sun Jie nodded: "That's what I guess, so. I'm going to test it again. After a while, I'll ask Yang Ming to taste another dish, and we all have to pretend to be expressionless. Don't be nervous, don't look forward to it. What did he say this time?"

"Good, let's make the decision..." All the women nodded in agreement, because they also wondered how Yang Ming guessed it.

"Yang Ming, you can come over," Sun Jie shouted to Yang Ming.

"Oh, I'm coming" Yang Ming stretched out on the sofa, then stood up lazily and walked to the restaurant. Although Yang Ming was far away from Sun Jie and the girls before, he saw it clearly.

Yang Ming smiled secretly in his heart, Sun Jie, Sun Jie, haven't you heard a sentence? That is, no cunning fox can escape the eyes of the hunter

"Yang Ming, come and taste another dish. If you guess correctly, we will let you eat," Sun Jie said with a smile.

"It's just eating, that's meaningless." Yang Ming shook his head: "I don't want to eat because I'm tossed by you. I'm not hungry. If you agree to other conditions again, I can still consider guessing again."

"This...Yang Ming..." Sun Jie put the towering on her chest and pasted it on Yang Ming's body: "Good man... Just guess again. It's the worst... At worst, they depend on you for everything. We can do whatever you want..."

Yang Ming knew that Sun Jie's methods were first-class, but he still couldn't stand it**: "That's what you said. I can do whatever I said?"

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask Qingqing." Sun Jie gave Xiao Qing a win-eye.

Although Xiao Qing didn't want to accompany Sun Jie, she didn't believe that Yang Ming could guess who made the other dishes without warning, so she could only nod with a smile and answer: "Xiao Jie means, that's what I mean..."

"All right" Yang Ming nodded: "Then guess again"

With that, Yang Ming picked up his chopsticks and put them on a dish of fried tofu. This is a very ordinary home-cooked dish, but it is not easy to cook tofu. If it is too old, it will burn. The frying time is too short, but there is too much water and it is not delicious

And the sauce behind the fried tofu is also a problem. First of all, the taste of the soup, and secondly, it can't take too long. After too long, the tofu will look soft, too short and tasteless...

So Yang Ming picked such a difficult dish and put it in his mouth.

After listening to Sun Jie's words this time, the women all showed an expression that had nothing to do with themselves, and did not look at Yang Ming more.

Yang Ming had already understood the tricks of the women, so he didn't care and had a countermeasure in his heart.

Suddenly, Yang Ming frowned, and his face suddenly became difficult to look. He picked up the drink on the table and took a sip: "This tofu... What about this tofu..."

Zhou Jiajia was shocked. Looking at Yang Ming, he was a little at a loss. The fried tofu was made by himself, but after making it, he specially tasted it. It was delicious. What did Yang Ming look like this after eating it? It seems that it can't be salty? Is there a piece of salt that hasn't been scratched?

When Sun Jie saw Zhou Jiajia's expression, she said in her heart that it was not good. She finally understood Yang Ming's trick. Not to mention Zhou Jiajia, she almost became an RV