Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

It was the same kitchen, with the same location, and even the same ingredients.

Su Shijie really has an ulterior motive.

Looking at the dishes on the cutting board, Xia Nai'er felt sore and sore. She knew that this was a test that Su Shijie couldn't pass.

It's okay, she stays with him.

Chanel worked hard to cut up the side dishes one by one and put them into the pot.

As if Su Shijie was by her side, remembering the method he taught her to fry poached eggs...

A bowl of steaming noodles came out of the pan, and it looked delicious. Chanel picked up some chopsticks and tasted it. She felt that the taste was very bland, so she added some salt.

It's very strange, why there is no taste after adding so many salts.

Did too much water evaporate?

"Miss Xia, are you ready?" The servant who supervised the production of her noodle all the time stepped forward, picked up the matching cover and put it on.

Seeing her turn around and leave, Chanel asked in surprise, "Where are you taking it? Do you want to take it away?"

"This is what the young master wants, so naturally I will bring it to him..."

"But, didn't you agree that it's just for practice?" Xia Nai'er was embarrassed, and didn't say that Su Shijie wanted to eat.

The servant has already left the kitchen first...

Chanel chased it out nervously: "I may not have done it well, it's tasteless...I'll make another one."

"The young master didn't eat dinner, he should be very hungry, you should do better next time."

The servant didn't wait for her to stop the food and walked out. Chanel chased to the door, which was closed by another servant.

Chanel clenched her fists in frustration, she seemed to be unable to do anything...

She doesn't even know how to cook meals that women can at least cook.

"Miss Xia, have you had enough rest time, shall we continue to recite?"

"..."

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Although Su Shijie was self-reliant since he was a child, he grew up in an aristocratic family. He was pampered and had the most extravagant food and clothing.

He is not particular about the type of food he eats, because he is tired of all delicacies from mountains and seas, but he has high requirements on the quality of food...

This bowl of noodles, in his world, is really like dog food!

Su Shijie took a bite, and the taste was as bad as it looked!

And it was salty as hell!

Su Shijie had only taken two mouthfuls, and one glass of water was removed from the table.

Chanel is sick, her taste is bland, she tastes nothing to eat, she puts a lot of salt...

Su Shijie frowned tightly, it's okay to make it so unpalatable, but still make so much?Is it really for feeding pigs?

The bowl in front of me is the kind that holds soup, as big as a small washbasin.

Chanel made a bowl full of noodles!

In the past, Chanel repeatedly stated that the food she made was unpalatable, but he still didn't believe it. He was impressed by her for being able to spoil the food like this.

Su Shijie took the chopsticks and took a lot of courage to eat every bite.

A whole pot of tea was continuously refilled into the empty teacup, cup after cup, almost to the point of giving a cup of tea after every bite of noodles.

Later, Su Shijie simply poured out the original soup and mixed a can of hot water into it...

The salty taste is diluted, but the taste is really...

Su Shijie's face became more and more ugly, but he didn't stop his chopsticks.

The assistant who was sorting out the contract secretly glanced at Su Shijie's expression like eating pesticide from time to time.

Mingming had delicious roast goose on the dining car beside him, and he wanted to choose the dregs.

Su Shijie ate more than half of it, and doubted that he would never touch noodles again in his life!

But since it was so unpalatable, why did he force himself to eat it? Even he himself couldn't understand it.