My husband took me to save the world

Chapter 858

And when I saw the mysterious smile on Chen Moru's face, I felt that Ou Zening's cooking skills would surprise us.

But I think, since Ou Zening is willing to cook to show off his culinary skills, with his personality of pursuing perfection, he probably only cooks because he can afford it.

But Han Qingdong, a kid who likes to eat pizza, actually ordered two other takeaway pizzas, tsk, it's really not giving Ou Zening face.

While waiting for the takeaway pizza to arrive, Ozening just walked out of the kitchen.

When he saw the takeaway pizza, he smiled slightly and said to us, "The dishes are ready. I didn't expect you to like pizza. If I had known so, I wouldn't be cooking."

"That's impossible. I can finally eat the food you cooked. I don't eat pizza." Chen Moru, who had been silent all this time, spoke first, then went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

I was also embarrassed to sit on the table and wait for the food. Seeing that Chen Moru had already gone to serve the food, I walked towards the kitchen with a sense of humor.

But Ou Zening stopped me and said to me, "Let Mo Ru do the dishes and dishes. This is something we agreed when we were studying. I cook, and he washes the dishes and serves the dishes."

"Eh? Brother Chen and Senior Ou are still classmates?" I couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Yeah, our classmates in high school. In high school, I have been here for three years in high school. That's when I knew Zening. It's also since then that I knew that Zening's cooking skills are so good that they are comparable to Michelin chefs. .” Chen Moru came out with the dishes and explained to me with a smile.

When Chen Moru put the two dishes on the dining table, he immediately felt the fragrance overflowing.

Han Qingdong was unpacking his pizza in the lobby, but he asked about the smell of the dishes on the table, so he put down the pizza in his hand and came here smelling the aroma.

"Oh, I didn't expect you, Zening, to be able to cook delicious food. It's really amazing." When Han Qingdong saw the two dishes on the table, they were full of color and fragrance. It looks very delicate and delicious.

Han Qingdong couldn't help but reach out to grab the vegetables with his bare hands, but was slapped away by Mo Qianqian.

"Go, go, go, you can either wash your hands and eat with chopsticks, or go eat your pizza. Everyone wants to eat this dish. Who would dare to eat it with your dirty hands?" Mo Qian said with a light face. Said the disgusted North Korean Qingdong.

"Oh, let's save the pizza for us to have a midnight snack tonight, ah ha ha ha, yes, that's right, the pizza I ordered is just for our midnight snack." And the fact that I specially ordered pizza instead turned directly into a midnight snack, perfectly turning embarrassment into thoughtfulness, really, there is nothing to say about thick-skinned.

"Let's sit down and eat, and I'll make a few side dishes with these ingredients." Ou Zening greeted us to sit down and said.

At this time, Chen Moru had already brought out all the dishes, as well as the bowls and chopsticks, and served us a bowl of soup.

"Come on, come on, we need to wait for the opportunity to act tonight, and we must stay awake at all times, so we won't drink alcohol for dinner, and we will drink soup instead of wine to make a toast for the perfect end of our mission." Han Qingdong took the lead in picking up his bowl Tang, smiling at us, said quite proudly.

"It's not a toast, it's a bowl." I also picked up the soup bowl, and couldn't help correcting Han Qingdong's speech error with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Qiqi is right, let's have a bowl." Han Qingdong changed his words immediately.

Ou Zening, Ah Qian and the others also raised their soup bowls. After they touched each other, they said some words of encouragement to each other, and they acted in unison and couldn't wait to open their mouths to drink the soup in the bowl. In fact, this bowl of soup looks so delicious , rich in flavor but light in color.

"It's delicious, Zening. I'll give you 108 praises for your craftsmanship." Han Qingdong drank the whole bowl of soup in one go, licked his lips, and praised Ou Zening.

"Just drink as much as you like, eat more." Ou Zening smiled, and then he took a chopstick of food into my bowl, and said to me, "Qiqi, eat, eat more, you worked hard tonight with the paper man technique .”

"It's not hard, it's not hard, we haven't said it's hard work, Senior Ou will cook us dinner, haha." I dialed back Ou Zening's special concern for me, and started to get angry.

In good conscience, Ou Zening's cooking skills are really good. We are all very satisfied with the food, and we praise Ou Zening from time to time, sincerely praise, the few of us don't know how to cook, so we can only eat but not cook , it's natural that the mouth should be sweeter.

Suddenly, a weird ringtone came from my cell phone on the sofa, and I knew it was from Shang Yuan when I heard it.

"I'm going to answer the phone." I put down the dishes and said to them, then stood up and walked towards the hall.

Picking up the mobile phone on the sofa, after I connected the phone, Shang Yuan's magnetic and pleasant voice came from over there.

"Little thing, where are you now?" Shang Yuan's gentle voice was full of concern.

"I'm having dinner at Senior Ou's house, and I will act at 12 o'clock tonight." I said cheerfully to Shang Yuan.

"Eating? Are you used to eating? If you are not used to eating, I will ask the imperial chef to prepare dinner for you. How many people do you have? Ask the imperial chef to send more dishes." Shang Yuan was paying attention to the I have a problem with eating.

No matter how I heard it, Shang Yuan seemed a little strange. After he heard that I was here with Ozening, his voice seemed to stagnate for a while, and now he asked me how many people had dinner. He wanted to know if Ozening and I were the only ones in disguise. Together?
"Haha, of course I'm used to it. Senior Ou cooks the food. I didn't expect his cooking skills to be so good. Everyone is full of praise for Ou Zening's cooking skills. Tsk tsk, it really is a man who can cook. Pretty attractive." I stuck out my tongue and said that on purpose.

"Hmph, no matter how delicious he cooks, it's not as delicious as the deity's imperial chef." Shang Yuan snorted coldly, listening to his tone, tsk tsk, he seemed rather unconvinced.

"Hey, Ah Qian and the others have never eaten the food of the imperial chef, so there is no way to make it more spicy, but to be honest, Mr. Ou's cooking skills are really good. Oh, I won't tell you. With Han Qingdong here, I worry about him I've eaten all the food, I'll eat first, and I'll chat with you later." I turned my head and saw Han Qingdong mercilessly gobbling up the food on the table in the dining room.

Wacha, if this continues, when I say a few more words, I'm afraid that the dishes on this table will all enter Han Qingdong's mouth. After I told Shang Yuan, I immediately hung up the phone and walked back to the dining room quickly. .

(End of this chapter)