Portable Intelligent System

"Please take your time." Xu Ling didn't say much. He bowed himself gracefully and said it. It really felt like a chef.

"Slow down, you devil!" As soon as Xu Ling's voice fell, Yu Wenwen began to clamor, "brother, did you make a bowl of fried rice with eggs after a long time? That's a fool, isn't it? "

"No way, the ingredients in the kitchen can only be fried rice with eggs." Xu Ling shrugged his shoulders and explained. At last, he gave a smile and said in a voice full of temptation, "Wenwen, even fried rice with eggs can make you taste unforgettable!"

Xu Ling's fried egg and rice relies on Xiaoya's help to a great extent. After all, it doesn't need much good knife work, so most of them just need to follow Xiaoya's master methods, accurately control the time, the amount of seasoning, and make things that are very similar.

"It's not all the same to cut fried rice with eggs. What flavor can it make?" Yu Wenwen disdains of say, but just finish saying, hear her stomach to send out the voice that does not strive for spirit.

"Gu ~"

"Try. It's not too late to talk after eating." Xu Ling smiles and doesn't argue much.

"Well, anyway, I don't have to eat now. Let's have a bowl of cushion." Yu Wenwen curled her lips and helplessly picked up the bowl.

Chen Yunxi did not like Yu Wenwen, in this bowl of egg fried rice just came up, she found the difference.

Although it's ordinary fried rice with eggs, and even there are no such side dishes as ham and shrimps, we can find the difference just by looking at the color.

In the small bowl with slowly white fog, the grains of rice are like pearls. They are divided into ten pieces. Each piece of rice is wrapped with golden egg liquid. The egg liquid is still a little sticky, just like putting a thin layer of gauze on the grain of rice.

"Why? How can this fried rice with eggs look so good? " At this time, Yu Wenwen was surprised to see the food in the bowl.

After admiring, Yu Wenwen is also impolite, moved chopsticks directly to clip some into her mouth.

A mouth, strong fragrance immediately hit Yu Wenwen's taste buds, those were still some viscous egg liquid in her mouth in the moment to become tight, solidification, that like pearls of rice suddenly become Q bullet, and fragrant egg fragrance mixed together, as if in the mouth of a taste feast!

"Wow Yu Wenwen couldn't hide her excitement. She suddenly yelled, "my God, is this really fried rice with eggs? How delicious

Say words, Yu Wenwen again to the mouth ruthlessly picked a few mouthfuls, only the small mouth is full of not satisfied.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke!" Looking at Yu Wenwen's state, Xu Ling immediately felt a little embarrassed. He poured a glass of water to persuade her. Although he knew that the other party would be surprised, he didn't expect such a big reaction!

Compared with Yu Wenwen's appearance, Chen Yunxi is much more rational. Although she is also full of surprise, and the speed of holding rice with chopsticks is much faster, she still keeps the image of a goddess, chewing slowly.

Yu Wenwen almost finished the rice in the bowl in more than ten seconds, and then she handed the empty bowl to Xu Ling without hesitation, "brother! More

"Hey, it's not the same as what you just said!" Looking at Yu Wenwen's look of expectation, Xu Ling couldn't help making fun of her.

"Brother ~" speaking of this, Yu Wenwen suddenly blushed and yelled like a coquettish.

What Xu Ling can't stand most is that Yu Wenwen gives herself this move. With a helpless smile, she goes to the kitchen with an empty bowl.

When he came back and handed Yu Wenwen his job, he found that Chen Yunxi's job was empty.

"How's it going?" Xu Ling asked faintly.

"Well, it's delicious!" Chen Yunqian's impression of Xu Ling at this time has always been that she lives on instant noodles and takeout. At this time, she even made such delicious food. She immediately praised it, and then paused, as if it was not very interesting. She asked in a low voice, "is there anything else? I want another bowl. "

"Ha ha, that's enough!" Xu Ling laughed and went directly to the kitchen to bring the whole pot of fried rice with eggs.

Ten minutes later, as Yu Wenwen solved her fourth bowl of rice, the whole pot was empty.

"Hiccup ~" after eating the last grain of rice in the bowl, Yu Wenwen gave a very indecent hiccup, then sat down on the sofa and rubbed her tummy.

"Wenwen, the goddess of the whole nation won't eat so much!" Xu Ling was teasing while cleaning up the dishes.

"Cluck..." even Chen Yunxi was amused by Yu Wenwen's appearance.

"Brother, when did you cook so delicious? Where did you learn your craft? " Yu Wenwen blushed and immediately changed the topic. She sat up with her eyes shining and asked Xu Ling.

"I've learned two moves by myself. Maybe I'm quite gifted!" Xu Ling casually found an excuse.

"Cut ~ also gifted, you used to cook, even the dog next door did not dare to eat!" Yu Wenwen mercilessly pierced Xu Ling's perfunctory, and continued to ask, "have you been instructed by any master?"

"Yes, whatever you say." Xu Ling is helpless. He can't say that he is following the tips of AI Xiaoya that he carries with him.

But not to mention, I only have a little foundation to make such a level of things. Xiaoya's function is too powerful!

After washing, when he saw the time, it was almost time to go to work. Remembering that his program yesterday was from Xia Xin's rain belt class, he was curious about his achievements.

Finally, after instructing them to take good care of their home, Xu Ling went to the radio station.

At this time, the storytelling column group of Mingqi radio station turned into a mess.

A young man was sitting in Xu Ling's seat, with a look of arrogance. Liu Xia was standing beside him, and the latter said with an embarrassed face, "well, Mr. Wang, Xu Ling will come here for a while. If you want to say anything, please tell me. When he comes, I'll bring the words to him."

If Xu Ling can recognize this person here, it is Wang Jianting who was defeated by one of his songs "magpie bridge Fairy" at dinner yesterday.

Liu Xia smiles bitterly. Wang Jianting, one of the golden owners of the radio station, has hardly been to the radio station. But he came here early this morning and found Xu Ling.

Liu Xia doesn't know what happened to these two people, but from Wang Jian's face, it's definitely not a good thing.

"Editor in chief Liu, you go and get busy. I'll just wait here. The teacher told me that I must hand over the letter to Xu Ling." Wang Jianting smiles. Although he is the gold master, he is not so arrogant.