Marrying a billionaire husband by mistake

Chapter 411 Really Delicious

Take out a few eggs, open them into a bowl and start stirring.

At the same time, turn on the natural gas and heat the pan with oil.

After practicing a few times, Mu Qingcheng already knew that the salt for frying eggs should be put into the egg liquid and stirred together first.

But when adding salt, Mu Qingcheng hesitated again.

Should it be a spoonful or half a spoonful?

I used four eggs that time, and finally put two-thirds of the spoon.

So now that five eggs have been beaten, how much is appropriate?

Wouldn't three quarters of a spoon be more accurate?
Oops, do you still need to list an equation to calculate it?

"The oil is already very hot." Yun Xiaonian stood aside and reminded softly.

Seeing that the oil in the pot began to sizzle, Mu Qingcheng didn't care about the calculations at this time, and hurriedly sprinkled salt and poured it into the pot, turned it a few times, then put it on a plate, walked out of the kitchen, and placed it carefully on the table.

Yun Xiaonian picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and was about to put it in her mouth.

"Wait a minute, how about I have a bite first?" Mu Qingcheng discussed.

Take a bite by yourself, if the taste is really hard to swallow, you must not let Yun Xiaonian taste it.

I want to rush to eat them all!
"No, don't you know that women should be given priority? So I must eat first." Yun Xiaonian seemed very stubborn.

Not only did he say that, but he also protected the plate with his hands, as if he was afraid that Mu Qingcheng would snatch it from him.

Then he picked up a piece of egg with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Yun Xiaonian chewed very slowly, she didn't speak, but a tear trickled down from the corner of her eye.

This tear flowed from the corner of the eye, flowing very slowly, slowly flowing down the cheek, flowing through the nose, flowing through the lips, as if after a long time, after the baptism of time, through the change of things, through a kind of leave.

Finally dropped onto the golden brown eggs on the plate.

Seeing Yunxiao's prayer beads filled with tears, Mu Qingcheng was dumbfounded.

Yun Xiaonian cried.

Yun Xiao wants to eat my cooking and cry?
How unpalatable does my cooking have to be to make people cry?

It shouldn't be. Although my level is bad, it's not that bad!

Could it be that the eggs I used were rotten eggs?Oil is gutter oil?
Mu Qingcheng was almost going crazy.

"It's so unpalatable, let's pour it out. Xiao Nian vomits as soon as she feels like it. Don't give me face. Rinse your mouth quickly after you vomit."

Worried that Yun Xiaonian was concerned about her own face, and felt embarrassed to vomit, so she didn't care about losing face, Mu Qingcheng hurriedly asked Yun Xiaonian to spit it out, and hurriedly brought a glass of water for Yun Xiaonian to rinse her mouth to clear it up "Odor" in the mouth.

But Yun Xiaonian didn't vomit, didn't rinse her mouth, she still tightly guarded the plate, and then she stuffed eggs into her mouth.

There were still tears in the corners of the eyes, but the red lips were slightly pursed, and there was a sincere smile from the heart on his face.

It is as quiet as a bamboo forest after rain, and as brilliant as a moistened peach blossom.

This crying and laughing, with tears in his smile, made Mu Qingcheng even more wrong.

Is it because I made it so unpalatable that I became mentally ill?

"Xiao Nian, what's the matter with you? If you're really hungry, let's go out to eat, don't force yourself to be wronged." Mu Qingcheng was cautious, walking on thin ice.

"It's delicious." Yun Xiaonian said very seriously.

Yeah, it's delicious.

The best food is not how good the ingredients are, but it is cooked with love

Although when Mu Qingcheng fried the eggs this time, although the total amount of salt was not too much, it was not stirred evenly, resulting in uneven distribution, some eggs were very bland, and some eggs were very salty.

This one has a little taste, but the next one has a strong taste.

(End of this chapter)