The sweet wife of a billionaire president

Chapter 7

And Yinhe didn't like her bowl of egg fried rice at first, saying that after eating it reminded her of her mother's cooking, it was so delicious.In the past, my family was not so good, and my mother would cook in the kitchen. Later, when the family was better, my mother stopped working in the kitchen, and she never ate her mother's cooking.It's delicious enough to cry! !

She grabbed the chopsticks but couldn't grab the bowl, so she stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to continue grabbing. "Give it to me, I will eat,"

"The rice you cooked for me, why should I give it to you?" Yuchi Huang took out the chopsticks in her hand and happily ate the rice. He ate it very elegantly, and he ate a bowl of egg fried rice that tasted like ginseng and abalone .

The chefs were all staring at it, Young Master Huang actually ate it, Young Master Huang ate, finished, that humble egg fried rice in one bite! !
The servant's eyes widened even more, and he couldn't believe it. The young master ate up all of this humble egg fried rice, until he could see the bottom of the bowl.

The housekeeper laughed, which is a good thing.The young master sometimes has a childlike heart, like a pile of food placed there, children will not touch it when they see it, but when a few children come to snatch it from him, he immediately feels that the pile of food is a treasure.

Maybe that's why Ms. Yun snatched food just now. He still doesn't believe how delicious a bowl of fried rice can be. He looked at Yun Xiaoshui again. She took the bowl and licked a grain of rice at the bottom of the bowl. ate.

The appearance of this push makes people think that the meal is delicious, is it really that delicious?He wanted to taste it, but then he thought, maybe it's because Miss Yun has been hungry for too long that she feels delicious.

"We're frying!" Yuchi Huang coolly said, pulled up a chair and sat here staring at her.

She originally wanted to reason with him, but after thinking about it, she should follow what he said first, and obediently fried two bowls of rice, and said while frying: "This dish and rice are the same thing, fry a pot full It’s not very tasty, it’s like a large pot of rice in the school cafeteria, so I can only cook two bowls.”

"It's not enough to eat, then you keep frying it for me." Yuchihuang stared at her thin arms that seemed to be crushed by his big palms, and she was still able to pick up pot money to stir fry vegetables.

It really smelled like fireworks, and he lived at the top of the pyramid all year round, so the smell of fireworks had nothing to do with him. Seeing her wearing an apron now, he felt extra sexy.

Her ponytail was swaying with the action of her frying rice, as if inviting him to say, come on, have fun, and spend a lot of time anyway.

But the smell of the rice smelled so good that it brought him back to his thoughts, and made her stare at the rice she brought over. He actually wanted to eat such an unremarkable bowl of rice. Damn it, he really wanted to say It's not delicious. Keep her by your side for a lifetime!
Damn, I glanced at her, took the rice she handed over, took a few bites, anthracene, it still tastes the same as before, it’s still delicious, a big piece of egg, golden yellow, wrapped in rice, I also added a few grandma dishes and old godmother, very tasty!
It is very strong in the mouth!
The housekeeper looked at the young master's eating appearance, and he didn't seem to be pretending, so he asked Yun Xiaoshui for a bowl out of curiosity, "Miss Yun, I wonder if you can give me some to try. In the future, Miss Yun will not be here, so I can let the chef cook it." Give the young master something that tastes like this."

Yun Xiaoshui just got a bowl of rice and was about to eat it. She was not full just now, and she was very greedy at the moment, and she was reluctant to give it to others.But the housekeeper begged, so she still shared a mouthful into a small bowl for the housekeeper to eat.

"Miss Yun, why don't you share some with the chef and let him remember this taste. In the future," the butler was interrupted by Yun Xiaoshui before he could finish speaking.

"No, this bowl is mine," Yun Xiaoshui immediately held it in front of him preciously and was about to pick it into his mouth when Yuchi snatched the bowl from his hand.

"This is mine," Yuchi Huang snatched it and started to eat, the more he ate, the happier he became, "I'm frying a pot."

"Are you a big eater? You have eaten two bowls in a row, and you still want to eat." Yun Xiaoshui stared at the bowl in his hand dissatisfied. It was her egg fried rice, and she wanted to eat it.

"What about the big stomach king, I've eaten your rice and your eggs, and I'm frying a pot for me," Yuchi Huang put the bowl aside after eating, and continued to lean on the chair and stare at her.

Now the chefs and servants stared wide-eyed, their mouths couldn't even close together.They were all surprised, is this meal really so delicious?They looked so eager to eat, they couldn't help licking their lips and drooling.

The butler also tasted the rice that Yun Xiaoshui gave him at this time, he didn't know it, he was shocked when he tasted it, it was like his mother's taste.When he was young, his family was poor, and the rice his mother cooked for him tasted like this.But now that he is old, his mother is also old and passed away, and he has never eaten his mother's fried rice, so he misses it very much.delicious cry! "Mom~ son wants to raise him, but he won't wait for him."

Speaking of it, he was crying all the time. He shook hands and wiped away his tears. He is not a person who likes to cry in front of others. Besides, he is a little older, so crying is really hypocritical.

But it was so delicious that he cried, and he flattered him a little: "Miss Yun, why don't you save a bowl and divide it into ten small portions for the chefs to taste, so that they can remember this taste and make it for the young master later."

Yun Xiaoshui twitched the corner of her mouth and didn't want to share it at all. She still wanted to keep a bowl to eat. If she got a share, she would have nothing to eat, but the butler's tone was so good that she could only nod in agreement. "OK."

There are two bowls in one pot, one bowl is given to Emperor Yuchi, and the other bowl is given to the chef team.

The servants stood aside watching, drooling, smelling the aroma of egg-flavored rice, old godmother, and grandma's vegetables. They just licked their tongues and wanted to eat it.

A maid said boldly, "Housekeeper, can you give us a taste too?"

The housekeeper looked at Yun Xiaoshui with some embarrassment. He actually still wanted to eat something. The bite just now was not enough to fit between his teeth, and if he didn't eat it, he didn't even think about it. After eating it, he just thought about it. The more he eats, the more he wants to eat. . "Miss Yun, if you don't, you're making a fuss."

"Okay." Yun Xiaoshui cooked another pot and distributed a bowl to the servants. She picked up the bowl when she was snatched by a big hand. She couldn't help staring at her with her hips on her hips. , aren’t you full yet? This bowl is mine, give it back to me!”

"This is mine. My bowl, my rice, my eggs, and even the pot belong to me," Yuchihuang started eating again, eating very well, seeing her furious look, feeling Very pleasant.

"I fried this." Yun Xiaoshui wanted to grab the rice, but he couldn't, seeing that the bowl of rice was going to be gone again.She looked at the pot bitterly, and didn't want to fry it anymore. She had already fried it three or four times.

"I'm frying a pot." Yuchihuang put down the bowl and said again.

Everyone stared at her, hoping that she would cook a pot of rice, because after tasting it, the more they ate it, the more they wanted to eat it, so they could taste the flavor.

"You're going to die." Yun Xiaoshui fried another pot angrily. She hugged one bowl first, and handed the other bowl to Emperor Yuchi.

　The author molested Mr. Huang: Little Huanghuang came out to sell a cute solicitation.

　　President Huang took out a gun, took a cloth and casually wiped the muzzle of the gun, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more sinister: If you want to die, just say it.

　　Author Jun Liu~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)