Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 201 Cooking Noodles

Gu Qianyi looked at the back of the old butler leaving for a long time before turning her eyes away. She couldn't help shaking her head: "Uncle Zhang is really kind to Grandpa An."

Just as Gu Qianyi was sighing, a strange smell wafted out.

She exclaimed, "My soup!"

When Gu Qianyi turned around, he saw that the water in the pot where the seasoning had been placed long ago had boiled to the bottom.

She silently supported her forehead, then quickly poured some water into it, and then put in noodles for one person.

"Ahem, you can't waste these seasonings, he shouldn't care about it."

After a few 10 minutes, Gu Qianyi had brought out two bowls of beautiful noodles.

Gu Qianyi placed two bowls of noodles in front of Grandpa An, the old housekeeper, and An Zihao in anticipation.

The two bowls of stewed fish with papaya in front of An Zihao had already been wiped out, and there was another bowl that he probably couldn't digest and kept.

Gu Qianyi looked at the two empty bowls in front of An Zihao with wide eyes and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

It's a pity that An Zihao completely ignored Gu Qianyi's compliment, he just glanced at the empty table in front of him.

At this time, Gu Qianyi read several words from his cold eyes - where are my young master's noodles?

Gu Qianyi laughed twice, and nodded slightly to Grandpa An and the old housekeeper: "Grandpa, Uncle Zhang, you eat first."

Grandpa An nodded slightly, looking at the motionless old housekeeper, he couldn't help but waved his hands gently: "Come on, old Zhang, we've known each other for so many years, why are you still so reserved? Sit down and eat together."

"Master, this is not very proper." The old housekeeper's eyes were full of emotion, but he shook his head slightly.

Grandpa An narrowed his eyes, and said softly: "Do you still want me, an old bone, to eat standing with you?"

The old housekeeper Weiwei, his eyes filled with tears instantly: "Master, no need, I will sit down now."

Grandpa An gently stirred the noodles in the bowl, took a mouthful of noodles contentedly, and nodded, "I didn't expect the noodles cooked by this brat to be quite delicious."

The old housekeeper also nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, sir."

"It's really that delicious?" An Zihao couldn't help but glance at the fragrant noodles in Grandpa An's bowl. His stomach, which was so full just now, seemed to be hungry instantly.

Grandpa An was slightly taken aback, then smiled at An Zihao: "What? Hasn't he cooked it for you?"

An Zihao frowned slightly, with a trace of displeasure in his eyes: "No."

"This brat is too ignorant. You taught him to cook noodles, but he didn't even cook for you once." Grandpa An said something reproachful, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, with an arrogant look. The appearance is obvious.

He couldn't help but smiled softly, it seemed that this brat was down for the first time yesterday.The first time I give it to him, I am not afraid of poisoning him to death.

But forget it, except him.Who else would dare to eat the noodles he ordered for the first time?

The old butler looked at Grandpa An's raised lips and couldn't help curling his lips. He naturally knew what Grandpa An was thinking at this time.

He shook his head silently, with a smile on his face.Speaking of the master and the young master, the master treats the young master better than the young master's parents.

An Zihao kept casting anxious glances at the kitchen door, and almost got up and ran into the kitchen.

Why is this idiot so slow?
(End of this chapter)