Marrying a billionaire husband by mistake

Chapter 410 I Want To Eat

Seeing that Yun Xiaonian didn't speak, Mu Qingcheng thought she was angry, so she became even more nervous.

I wanted to rush to empty the trash can, but I accidentally stepped on half of a green onion that fell to the ground, slipped under my feet, and kicked the trash can.

The garbage inside was spilled all over the floor, and the smell in the house was even worse.

"What have you learned to do?" Yun Xiaonian opened her mouth, her voice was soft, and she didn't mean to be angry.

But Mu Qingcheng didn't relax because of Yun Xiaonian's kindness.

Because Yun Xiaonian asked this question, which really embarrassed him, and he was very embarrassed to answer it.

"At first it was braised lion's head, but it was burnt and turned into braised briquettes. Then it was French steak, but it was fried too hard and turned into French steak. Later, I wanted to use a pressure cooker, but it was fried..." Mu Qingcheng Yue Say the lower the voice.

Yun Xiaonian remained silent, staring at Mu Qingcheng's face.

Those eyes are as deep as the tides of the three rivers, stretching as far as the eye can see, without knowing the depth.

"Actually, I followed the recipe strictly, but I just don't know why the dishes I made are completely different from what I imagined. I...I'm too stupid..."

Originally, Mu Qingcheng was a very confident person. He scolded Fang Qiu in the shopping mall, controlled everything, and handled everything with ease and leisurely.

But now I feel so stupid.

Just like Zhu Bajie's second uncle!

"Is there nothing to eat?" Yun Xiaonian continued to ask.

"Later, I will cook eggs." Mu Qingcheng said coyly.

Even though Mu Qingcheng can boast on his own, how difficult it is to make fried eggs and how to reflect the craftsmanship.

But Mu Qingcheng also knew in his heart that he was talking nonsense, making excuses for his incompetence, and looking for a step down.

The kitchen has been ruined like this, a lot of ingredients have been ruined, and a few eggs are fried in the end?
This is really too shabby.

"Then give me fried eggs, I want to eat." Yun Xiaonian said softly.

"You really want to eat? Or forget it. Let's go out and eat."

Mu Qingcheng really didn't have much confidence in her craftsmanship, because after a few days, she seemed to have forgotten how much salt she should put.

Don't look at how vicious and domineering Mu Qingcheng is when he black-heartedly forced Nangonglie and the others to eat, but he couldn't do anything to his wife.

"It's okay, I want to eat, you can do it." Yun Xiaonian insisted.

With that said, Yun Xiaonian had already started to clean the kitchen.

Women work swiftly, and the kitchen that Mu Qingcheng had turned into a mess of smoke soon returned to its original appearance of clean windows.

The garbage was thrown away, and the windows were opened for ventilation, so there was no such bad smell in the house.

Seeing Yun Xiaonian's insistence, Mu Qingcheng could only start preparing fried eggs as if she was rushing a duck to the shelves.

In fact, this dish has almost no difficulty at all.

It can be said that it is a little more technical than cooking instant noodles. Mu Qingcheng made it several times that day, and he has almost mastered the heat and steps.

But now that Yun Xiaonian was waiting by her side to eat, Mu Qingcheng felt a little cramped like a big girl getting on a sedan chair.

Such emotions are really rare for Mu Qingcheng, and he was never so nervous when he participated in cross-border negotiations.

He was not good at craftsmanship, and was laughed at by Nangong Lie and others, so Mu Qingcheng also recognized it.

At worst, being laughed at makes me feel uncomfortable, and I will find an opportunity to beat Nangong Lie to vent my anger in the future.

But Mu Qingcheng would really mind if she made a fool of herself in front of Yun Xiaonian.

My role is positioned as a male god, my character image is handsome, and my goal is to become the God of Cookery in my wife's heart.

If you make a plate of food that even dogs hate, where can you put this face?

(Nangong Lie: Mu Qingcheng, who do you call a dog?)
(End of this chapter)