I can break the dimensional wall

Xia Meng immediately rushed over and hugged Tom. She was such a cute kitten, but now she had such a big belly, she looked really pitiful.

"Tom, who did it, what did they do to you, tell me quickly," Xia Meng kept shaking Tom's head.

When Tom saw Xia Meng, it was like seeing a savior.

In Xia Meng's arms, Tom's playful upper body, pretending to be very weak, raised his little paw unsteadily.

"belch----"

Immediately, Tom burped for a long time.

Xia Meng: "..."

After hiccupping, Tom closed his eyes, his head drooped down, and the little paw that he had lifted up wobbly just now fell down weakly.

Tom seems to be gone.

"Tom!!!"

Xia Meng hugged Tom's meow body and shouted in pain.

At this moment, Xia Ruo just came out with a plate of mapo tofu. Looking at the howling Xia Meng and Tom who was pretending to be dead like a playwright, Xia Ruo didn't even move her eyelids.

"Xia Meng, you're back. I'm having mapo tofu tonight. I just made a plate. Do you want to try it?"

After hearing what her brother said, the original sad expression on Xia Meng's face disappeared instantly, and turned into an expectant expression.

"Hey, the delicious mapo tofu looks delicious, I want to eat it!"

Looking at the mapo tofu in her brother's hand, Xia Meng let go, and Tom fell directly from Xia Meng's hand to the ground.

During this period, Xia Meng only cared about eating mapo tofu, and didn't even look at Tom.

It really is a family.

Tom, who fell on the ground, understood it.

...

"Delicious, so delicious!"

It was the first time for Xia Meng to eat this kind of mapo tofu. It was completely different from the ones she had eaten before. It could be said that it was the best dish she had ever eaten. The texture and taste couldn't be considered a dish anymore. Yes, it's almost like art.

After eating it in the mouth, it seems that the pores of the body are opened, as if someone is massaging the whole body.

Xia Meng has never heard of cooking at this level.

Is my brother's cooking level already this good? Five-star chef?

Xia Meng wanted to know which culinary school her brother went to study. She was really curious, why should her brother's cooking level change day by day, should she also sign up for it?

"Well, as long as you think it's delicious."

Xia Ruo nodded expressionlessly, and continued to go into the kitchen to make mapo tofu.

Dinner was ready soon, it was mapo tofu, steamed rice.

Rice is fine with mapo tofu. Mapo tofu is served with rice, but Xia Meng is lost in thought as she faces the ten plates of mapo tofu in front of her.

"Brother, why is there only mapo tofu? Is there only tofu left at home?"

"No, I'm practicing this dish recently. You can eat as much as you can, and I will continue to practice later." Xia Ruo casually took a few bites, and after finishing a bowl of rice, she continued to go to the kitchen to make mapo tofu.

"Well--"

At this time, Xia Meng glanced at Tom, who had a round belly, and seemed to understand everything.

My brother practiced mapo tofu, and then let Tom try it, Tom is a tool cat.

Wait a minute, I also want to try it now, so, now add me a tool man, right?

Xia Meng glanced at Tom's belly as big as a football, feeling a little scared.

Fear is fear, tofu is still eaten.

Xia Meng ate all the ten plates of mapo tofu on the table, not to say that she really volunteered to be a tool, but the mapo tofu was so delicious and addictive.

Soon, Xia Meng's belly also grew bigger.

After being unable to eat, Xia Meng found her brother.

"Brother, don't do it, I really can't eat it anymore, and isn't what you made already delicious? What are you still doing?"

"If you can't eat, go to rest and let Tom eat. I'm still a little short," Xia Ruo replied while making mapo tofu over and over again.

"Bad? What's wrong?"

Xia Meng didn't understand what her brother said was a little bit off.

"Ma Po Tofu is not tasty enough," Xia Ruo said without turning her head.

Xia Meng: "..."

This is not delicious enough, what do you want to make it, it is just a plate of mapo tofu, can you still make flowers? A plate of tofu, can you still let people eat it and ascend to heaven?

There was a big mouthful in Xia Meng's mouth that she wanted to spit out, but she didn't spit it out. She felt that the mapo tofu made by her brother had already reached its limit, and it was impossible to surpass it.

But he is still trying.

Is it because of this reason that my brother's cooking skills have improved so quickly?

Xia Meng's heart is very complicated. She doesn't want to stop her brother's hard work, so she can only help as much as possible. The help is to watch Tom and let him eat the tofu made by her brother. Of course, Xia Meng will also taste it from time to time. But I can't taste any difference.

The mapo tofu is all the same, and they are all delicious. No matter how delicious it is, how can it be so delicious?

And, can it really be any better?

Xia Meng was very skeptical, but seeing how convinced she was just now, Xia Meng believed it unconsciously.

Xia Meng went to rest at night. Xia Meng thought her brother would rest at night, but Xia Ruo still practiced all night.

To be honest, even if Tom is a two-dimensional character, he can't eat it.

Xia Ruo didn't force it, but made a lot of mapo tofu, let Tom take the mapo tofu back to its hometown, bring those stray cats and Jerry to eat, and let Tom meet the old man by the way. friend.

During the day, Xia Meng ate a plate of mapo tofu in the morning and went to school.

Xia Ruo is still practicing, just practicing one dish. Xia Ruo's progress is really fast, and she has even touched the barrier of cooking power.

Eighteen full hours.

Xia Ruo didn't even know how many dishes she made, and how many materials she went out to buy.

There were only two words left in his mind.

Practice, practice, practice...

...

...

After school the next day.

When Xia Meng returned home, her brother's figure had disappeared.

To be honest, when I saw my brother was still practicing mapo tofu this morning, Xia Meng was a little worried, whether his brother was possessed.

I always feel that even if I like to cook, it's a bit too much.

Moreover, mapo tofu is just that.

So what if it’s delicious, isn’t it good to learn new dishes?

When Xia Meng walked to the kitchen, the kitchen was very clean and there was nothing there, as if her brother had been practicing cooking before, it was all Xia Meng's hallucination.

"Um?"

Xia Meng suddenly saw a plate of mapo tofu on the table beside her.

"This mapo tofu... seems a little different."

Xia Meng took a closer look and found that this plate of mapo tofu was a bit different from what her brother had made before. In terms of color, it seemed to be redder. Moreover, was it an illusion, Xia Meng always felt that there was some faint light on this plate of tofu .

There is also a note next to the plate of tofu.

"Magic Mapo Tofu."