Hidden Marriage in a Famous Family: My Wife Obediently Let Me Pamper

Chapter 328 Fried Eggs
With Ling Qianhao's repeated encouragement, Chang Xiao decided to take that lesbian to hang out in front of Tang Sihua from tomorrow, to stimulate Tang Sihua.

After helping his friend solve the problem, Ling Qianhao called Yi Qing.

"Honey, I miss you."

As soon as Yi Qing answered the phone, his sweet words of love poured into Yi Qing's ears.

"not busy?"

"Busy, take a moment to think about my wife."

"Glib."

"Honey, do you miss me?"

"I think it's strange."

Yi Qing deliberately teased him.

Ling Qianhao muttered: "I know you have no conscience."

Yi Qing smiled, changed her words, and whispered, "I miss you too."

Ling Qianhao's eyes sparkled, "I didn't hear what you said clearly, Yi Qing, maybe it's been a year, and I'm one year older, so I have some hearing problems. If you speak too softly, I can't hear you." Lah, can you say it again, louder."

"Forget it, you don't need to know what I said if you can't hear it."

Ling Qianhao refused, "Honey, I heard, you said you miss me too, if you say it again, you won't lose a piece of meat."

Yi Qing laughed, "I heard it but said I didn't hear it, I'm too lazy to tell you, I'm busy, that's all. Let's have dinner together tonight." This is the first time Yi Qing asked to have dinner with Ling Qianhao, Ling Qianhao The sky is really getting more and more sunny, and it is about to be exposed to the sun.

He was about to agree, when he remembered something, his head suddenly became hot, and he said apologetically, "Yi Qing, I'm sorry, I don't have time tonight. I'll treat you to dinner after a while." Time, that is to say, he won't have dinner with Yi Qing recently.

Yi Qing heard it, thought he was busy, and didn't take it to heart, "Okay, then you are busy first, and I will continue to be busy."

After the sweet call, Ling Qianhao said to the mobile phone in a low voice: "Yi Qing, I want to learn to cook, and I will cook for you in the future." Young Master Ling, whose ten fingers do not touch Yang Chunshui, is willing to learn to cook for his wife Well, if Yi Qing knew the truth, she would probably be completely moved by him.

Of course, there may be many misunderstandings.

Ling Qianhao is a man of action. When he decided to learn how to cook, he got off work early that evening and lied to Yi Qing, saying that he had a social meeting and could not accompany Yi Qing. Then he drove home by himself and plunged into the into the kitchen.

This frightened the servants of the Ling family.

Seeing him coming in, the servant quickly asked, "Eldest Young Master, what do you want?"

Ling Qianhao fetched the apron and tied it on, and said to the servant solemnly: "I want to learn to cook, you are busy with your work, I will not affect you."

"The young master wants to learn how to cook?" The servant turned his head and looked out the window, seriously suspecting that the sun does not rise from the east today, the young master wants to learn how to cook, what kind of stimulation did he receive? "Master, are you okay?"

Ling Qianhao has already washed a pot, and brought a basket of eggs, planning to start by learning how to fry eggs.

"I'm fine."

Ling Qianhao turned on the gas, and when the water in the pot evaporated, he immediately smashed an egg into the pot in a hurry, and then shoveled it with a shovel.

The servant looked on and wanted to laugh.

Ling Qianhao is tall and tall. Although he is wearing an apron, he has not taken off his suit. The suit is covered with an apron and he is awkwardly moving in front of the coal stove. He does not even put oil in the fried eggs, and the fire is extremely high , The eggs were quickly burnt by him, and the burnt smell permeated the entire kitchen.

The servant didn't even have time to remind him that he had ruined an egg before the oil and salt were put in.

Looking at the black and sticky piece on the pot, Ling Qianhao's handsome face turned green.

He knows that cooking looks easy, but it will be difficult when it is done, so he starts with fried eggs, although he has never fried eggs, but he has never eaten pork and seen pigs walking, but he has seen Yi Qing cook Fan's skillful movements, knowing that they are lighting a fire, cracking eggs, and frying eggs slowly.

Why is it so difficult for him to do it?
The servant leaned over and looked at the blackness in his pot, and couldn't help laughing.

Ling Qianhao gave her a sideways glance.

"Master, when frying eggs, the fire should not be too high, and the oil must be put in first. If you don't put any oil, and the fire is too high, the eggs will burn soon." Not very good at cooking, the young master inherited his wife and is not good at cooking.

Ling Qianhao showed embarrassment, and humbly asked the servant how to fry eggs, and did it again.

The second time, he turned the fire to the minimum, poured oil into the pan first, and then cracked the eggs in, but the fire was turned down, and he felt that the eggs were not cooked for a long time, so he tried to turn it up a little. The fire, people who have never cooked, can’t grasp it well, and turned the fire to the highest all at once, so panicked that he hurriedly turned down the fire, and finally adjusted the fire to what he thought was suitable, and used a shovel to remove the eggs in the pot. Turn over, well, it's half black again.

It failed again the second time.

The servant was busy preparing dinner, so he didn't have time to teach him by hand, so he taught him again verbally, and let him practice by himself.

After the servant finished working, he saw that the basket of eggs was empty, but the eggs in the pot were still burnt black every time.

It was barely blackened once, so Ling Qianhao scooped it out, put it in a plate, and tried it himself, but there was no taste.

Well, he forgot to put salt.

Reluctant to throw away the ugly fried egg, Ling Qianhao added some soy sauce to the egg, so that the fried egg would have more flavor.He tried again, frowning and thinking: the fried eggs are still delicious from his wife.

Not reconciled, Ling Qianhao brought another basket of eggs. Anyway, there are all kinds of ingredients in the kitchen.

The servant felt pain when he saw it, and said to him: "Young master, you should stop learning, you have already wasted a basket of eggs." I didn't know what stimulated the young master, so he plunged into the kitchen as soon as he came back. Learn to cook.

"Don't be noisy!"

Ling Qianhao scolded with a cold face.

The servant immediately fell silent.

Seeing that Ling Qianhao insisted on fried eggs, the servant had no choice but to give up the kitchen to Ling Qianhao. She went to inform the old man and wife that they could have dinner.

Ling Yan was nestled in his room, and when the servant said it was time to eat, he came out of the room, and smelled the burning smell as soon as he came out, he frowned and asked the servant: "It smells so bad. , did you overcook something?"

It seems that their Ling family also has to hire a real chef back.

The servant quickly explained: "It is the young master who is frying the eggs. The young master is not good at handling the eggs, and the eggs are always fried."

Ling Yan's old eyes stared, "Aren't you mistaken, your young master is frying eggs? He seldom even eats at home, because he is afraid of being 'poisoned' by his mother, so how could he cook eggs himself?" He said, He walked towards the kitchen by himself, wanting to make sure that it was his proud grandson who was frying eggs.

(End of this chapter)