Chapter 2289： Lost in a bowl of tomato omelette noodles

Chapter 2289: Lost to a bowl of tomato omelette noodles

“No more. I want to eat this now.”

"Okay." Mo Shixiu curled his lips and reached out to gently rub the top of her hair, "Just wait, I'll do it for you now."

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Jiang Luoli thought she had chosen the simplest one, and Mo Shixiu could do it no matter what.

But she was wrong.

Her husband, who is omnipotent and almost omnipotent, was defeated by a bowl of tomato omelette noodles for the first time.

Mo Shixiu was studying very seriously.

The chef also taught me carefully.

But when the finished product was finished, he still had to admit that humans could not be omnipotent.

No matter how powerful a person is.

 He ​​can easily handle things that ordinary people find difficult, but he was actually troubled by a simple bowl of tomato omelette noodles.

The eggs in the bowl were fried to a charcoal black color visible to the naked eye.

The noodles were overcooked, and soon after they were taken out, they became mushy in the bowl, like dough.

He looked at the bowl of omelette noodles that had no appearance at all, picked up some noodles with his chopsticks, and took a bite.

Then, the man's brows furrowed and his eyes showed dissatisfaction.

Mo Shixiu swallowed the little noodles in his mouth with great difficulty.

After a few seconds, he dropped his chopsticks, turned around, his cold, dark eyes narrowed, and his voice sounded unhappy: "What's going on? Why did the noodles I made look like this? Which step did I fail to make?" Do it well?”

"This..." The chef, who has won many international awards, was stared at so hard that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said hurriedly, "Sir, those steps are indeed correct. Maybe it's just that the time and heat were not controlled well."

To be honest, asking an international chef to teach him how to make tomato omelette noodles is definitely overkill.

The chef can naturally make a bowl of tomato omelette noodles.

Of course, I have absolute confidence to teach Mo Shixiu.

After all, it’s just a bowl of noodles, and there’s no way to talk about cooking skills.

The chef didn’t expect that Mo Shixiu would cook the noodles like this.

The whole bowl of noodles looks terrible.

It’s like everything is mixed into a ball, the dough is mushy, the tomatoes are rotten, and it looks terrible anyway.

Mo Shixiu stared at the bowl of noodles he had just cooked and frowned: "Didn't you control the time and heat well?"

"Yes." The chef said respectfully, "As long as you master these two points, you will be fine. In fact, this bowl of noodles is not that bad. It is very rare for you to cook like this for the first time. ”

The chef went against his conscience and flattered him: "Besides, this is a meal cooked by the gentleman for the young lady. I think the appearance and taste are secondary. It is extremely rare for the gentleman to have such a heart. No matter what you make, This way, the young lady will like it.”

"Since you want to do it, you must do it well." Mo Shixiu took the bowl of noodles and poured it into the trash can. "I will do it again."

Mo Shixiu stayed in the kitchen for a long time.

So long that Jiang Luoli, who was waiting for him, could no longer sit still.

Because Mo Shixiu had been making a bowl of tomato omelette noodles for more than an hour.

Not ready yet.

Jiang Luoli came down from upstairs and as soon as he walked into the hall, he saw several maids standing on one side talking quietly.

Everyone has a very envious expression on their face.

“Sir, you are so kind, since you have cooked for the young lady. Is this your first time cooking? Only the young lady can be treated like this.”

“What’s this? Madam, didn’t you say that the gentleman is doing it for the sake of the young madam?

(End of this chapter)