I Can Break the Dimensional Wall

Xia Meng immediately rushed over and picked Tom up. It was such a cute little cat. Now that the belly is so big, it looks so pitiful.

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

Tom saw Xia Meng as if he saw a savior.

In Xia Meng's arms, Tom's actor's upper body, pretending to be very weak, swayed his small claws.

"belch----"

Suddenly, Tom had a long hiccup.

Xia Meng: "..."

After he hiccups, Tom slowly closed his eyes and dropped his head, and the little claws that had just been dangling up fell weakly.

Tom seems to be gone.

"Tom!!!"

Xia Meng hugged Tom's cat and shouted in pain.

At this time, Xia Ruo came out with a plate of Mapo tofu, and looked at the wailing Xia Meng and Tom who pretended to be dead like a dramatist, Xia Ruo didn't move her eyelids.

"Xia Meng, you are back. I have Mapo Tofu tonight. I just made a plate. Would you like to try it?"

Hearing what his brother said, the sad expression on Xia Meng's face instantly disappeared and turned into an expression of expectation.

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

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

During the period, Xia Meng only cared about eating Mapo tofu without even looking at Tom.

It really is a family.

Tom fell on the ground and understood it.

...

"It's delicious, so delicious!"

It’s the first time Xia Meng ate this kind of mapo tofu. It was completely different from what he had eaten in the past. It can be said to be the best food he has ever eaten. The texture and taste can hardly be regarded as a food. It’s like art.

After eating it in the mouth, it seems that the pores of the body are open, as if there are people doing massage all over the body.

Xia Meng has never heard of cooking that can achieve this level.

Is your brother's cooking level already so good?Five-star chef?

Xia Meng wanted to know which culinary school her brother went to study. She was really curious about how her brother's cooking level changed every day, should she also sign up and learn.

"Well, you think it tastes good."

Xia Ruo nodded blankly and continued to enter the kitchen to make Mapo tofu.

Dinner will be ready soon, it is Mapo Tofu, steamed rice.

Rice with Mapo tofu is nothing, and Mapo tofu is served, but Xia Meng is lost in thought facing the ten plates of Mapo tofu in front of him.

"Brother, why is there only Mapo tofu? Is there only tofu left in the house?"

"No, I am practicing this dish recently. I will continue to practice as much as you can eat," Xia Ruo casually took a couple of bites, and after eating a bowl of rice, she continued to cook Mapo tofu in the kitchen.

"Uh--"

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

My brother practiced Mapo Tofu, and then asked Tom to try it, Tom's tool cat.

Wait a minute, I want to try it now, so now I have added a tool man, right?

Xia Meng glanced at Tom's football-sized belly, a little scared.

If you are afraid, you still have to eat tofu.

Xia Meng has eaten all the ten plates of Mapo tofu on the table. It is not that she really volunteered to be a tool person, but that Mapo tofu is so delicious and addictive.

Soon, Xia Meng's belly grew bigger.

After unable to eat, Xia Meng found her brother.

"Brother, don't make it, you can't eat it anymore, and don't you make it delicious already? What are you doing?"

"If you can't eat it, go and rest. Let Tom come and eat. I'm still a little short of it now," Xia Ruo replied while making Mapo tofu over and over.

"Poor? What's the difference?"

Xia Meng didn't understand, what his brother said was a little short.

"Mapo tofu is not delicious enough," Xia Ruo said without looking back.

Xia Meng: "..."

This is not delicious enough. What do you want to make? It's just a plate of mapo tofu. Can you still make flowers?A plate of tofu, can you still let people go to heaven after eating it?

Xia Meng wanted to vomit, but she didn't vomit it out. She felt that the Mapo tofu made by her brother was already at the limit and could not be surpassed.

But he is still working hard.

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

Xia Meng’s heart is very complicated. She doesn’t want to stop her brother working so hard. She can only help as much as possible. Helping is to look at Tom and let him eat the tofu made by her brother. Of course, Xia Meng will also taste it from time to time. But there is no difference.

The mapo tofu made is the same. They are all delicious. Where else can they be delicious?

And, can it really taste better?

Xia Meng was very skeptical, but looking at the way she had just believed, Xia Meng also believed it unconsciously.

Xia Meng went to rest in the evening. Xia Meng thought that 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 is a little overwhelmed.

Xia Ruo didn't force it, but made a lot of Mapo Tofu, let Tom take the Mapo Tofu back to his hometown, and brought the 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 a dish. Xia Ruo's progress is indeed very fast, and he has even touched the barrier of the power of cooking. This is a signal that Mapo Tofu is about to reach its peak.

Eighteen hours.

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

There are only two words left in his mind.

Practice, practice, practice...

...

...

After school the next day.

When Xia Meng returned home, the figure of her brother had disappeared.

To be honest, Xia Meng was a little worried when he saw his brother still practicing Mapo Tofu this morning, whether his brother was insane.

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

Moreover, Mapo tofu is nothing more than.

How can it be 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, as if his brother had been practicing cooking before, it was just an illusion of Xia Meng.

"Ok?"

Suddenly Xia Meng saw it, and there was a plate of Mapo tofu on a table beside it.

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

Xia Meng took a closer look and found that this plate of Mapo tofu is a bit different from what his brother had made before. In terms of color, it seems to be redder. Moreover, is it an illusion? Xia Meng always feels that there are some weak spots on this plate of tofu. bright.

There is a note next to this plate of tofu.

"Ma Po Tofu."