Chapter 1095

Looking at Xing Yanbo, Qin Baozhu nodded stupidly.

But in my heart, I feel sick. The legendary Lord Xing doesn't look very smart.

She put down the umbrella she had been holding in her hand, put on her slippers, and then went back to the kitchen.

When you open the refrigerator, there is really nothing to eat.

But fortunately, there are some vegetables and eggs, as well as some noodles.

Taking out the ingredients he wanted, Qin Baozhu began to be busy.

Xing Yanbo sat in the restaurant outside and looked at the kitchen. The thin little girl was busy.

After a while, the fragrance came out of it.

In a trance, Xing Yanbo even feels nostalgic for this feeling.

This feeling that someone is in the kitchen and prepares delicious food for you.

No matter how late you get home, you can smell the smell of food.

It seems that it's pretty good.

The sound of turning off the stove awakened Xing Yanbo from his trance. He adjusted his sitting posture.

Qin Baozhu came over with a bowl of steaming noodles and put it in front of Xing Yanbo. "There's nothing at home, but fortunately there are green vegetables and eggs. I'll simply get you a bowl of lard soup noodles."

"Lard noodles in soup?" Xing Yanbo felt strange. He had eaten a lot of food, from delicacies to ground stalls. But I've never heard of noodles like lard soup.

Qin Baozhu nodded, "well, I cooked lard myself. The oil residue pancakes cooked are delicious, or they can be eaten directly. They are also very fragrant."

"Really? Is there anything else?" Xing Yanbo asked.

Qin Baozhu shook her head. "It's gone for a long time." then she felt embarrassed and touched her nose, "Mr. Xing, you may not know that there is lard in the world. Hei hei, this is very common in our place. In the past, the family was poor and didn't have money to buy barreled oil, so they often cooked Lard by themselves. Later, they got used to the taste of lard and sometimes missed it. So they cooked some occasionally. It's not only delicious to make noodles, but also delicious to mix rice."

Xing Yanbo has never heard of it. In the past, his situation was very bad. He had no family and no one to take care of him. He often had a full meal. It was a good thing for him to have a normal meal.

Later, he succeeded. He drank more wine than he ate. He ate very little. Even if he ate, he just found something to cushion his stomach.

He rarely has the opportunity to have an ordinary meal like an ordinary person.

"Oh, I've been saying, Mr. Xing, eat quickly, or the noodles will be soft." Qin Baozhu pushed the noodle bowl in front of Xing Yanbo again.

The pungent fragrance stimulates Xing Yanbo's taste buds.

He picked up his chopsticks and took a big bite directly. He was not afraid of how hot the steaming noodles were.

Originally, this is the taste of lard soup noodles.

Very simple taste, but very delicious.

Qin Baozhu looked at Xing Yanbo and ate a bowl of noodles in two or three times. It was really unexpected. It was just a bowl of lard soup noodles. Xing Yanbo ate so delicious that she was a little hungry.

"Still have?" Xing Yanbo drank all the soup in the bowl and asked.

Qin Baozhu nodded, "yes... I can cook noodles again..."

"OK, thank you." Xing Yanbo was also welcome. The tip of his tongue gently licked the corners of his lips and aftertaste the taste of noodle soup.