National male god V587

Chapter 103 She is a humble child
Even if the food she made was for dogs, it was impossible for Chen Chuqin to eat it.

Rong Ma smelled the delicious smell of cola chicken wings.The whole person was shocked for a few seconds.

Miss, she really cooks!
Even if she hadn't tasted that dish, she didn't know if it tasted good or not, but just smelling the aroma, her stomach couldn't help but growl.

"Okay! Eldest young master, don't worry, even if the second young master and I are full and can't finish eating these dishes, I will definitely not give my wife a bite of them."

Rong Ma also hated Chen Chuqin very much.

In Rong's mother's view, the only one who is worthy of her master is the young lady's mother, Xu Wanyan.

Chen Chuqin, a shameless woman like her, should not eat the food cooked by her lady.

Only the young master's cooking is suitable for a woman like Chen Chuqin.

Seeing Mama Rong being so kind, Xia Ling smiled with satisfaction.

Wash the pot and continue to fry the next dish.

Turn on the fire and add peanut oil to the pot. After the oil boils, use chopsticks to pick up the pork belly wrapped in egg liquid from the bowl, pick it up piece by piece, and fry it in a pan over low heat until golden.

Fried crispy meat out of the pan!

The last is the very homely tomato scrambled eggs.

After the tomato scrambled eggs are fried, the carrot and corn ribs soup is almost ready.

Three dishes and one soup are ready in more than an hour, perfect!

"Wow! Young Master, you made this all! It's amazing!"

After packing the chicken wings and rice, Mama Rong walked to Xia Ling's side.

Seeing the fried crispy meat and tomato scrambled eggs, my eyes blinked.

As if she couldn't believe her own eyes, she reached out and pinched her face.

It will hurt!

She is not dreaming!

These dishes are made by her lady alone!

Happiness is happiness, but there is still some distress for Xia Ling.

What kind of life did the young lady spend in foreign countries in the past five years, and she even knew how to wash vegetables and cook by herself.

When I was at home in the past, I never touched the spring water with my fingers.

After leaving the country, I lived alone.

The cooking of this meal is no less than that of the master.

I think the master didn't know how to cook at the beginning, but since he met his wife, in order to make her fatter, he deliberately learned how to cook.

From being unable to swallow at the beginning, it is now full of color, fragrance and taste.

Cooking skills are not lost to some chefs in hotels.

"Hey, so-so. A bit worse than the old man, a bit better than the bastard."

After being praised by Rong's mother, Xia Ling almost drifted away.

I wanted to say average, the third in the country.

But it's very arrogant to say this, and it's not humble at all.

In the eyes of Rong's mother, she has always been a well-behaved, sensible, self-disciplined and modest child.

She can't destroy her image in front of Rong's mother.

"Well, indeed. Just the appearance of this dish is many times better than the second young master's."

Mother Rong packed some deep-fried crispy meat and tomato scrambled eggs in the insulated lunch box. Looking at the appearance of these dishes, she recalled what Charlotte made a few years ago...

There are no words to describe, let alone compare.

One is full of color and fragrance, but the taste is unknown; the other is burnt like fast coke.

How does this compare?
"This insulated bucket contains carrot and corn pork ribs soup, and this insulated lunch box contains meals. The driver, Uncle Liu, will take you to the master's company later. Be careful on the road, go early and return early."

Rong Ma talked about it for a while, and then let Xia Ling go out.

If it wasn't for thinking that the later you go out, the sun will be hotter, and Rong Ma will definitely have to talk about it for more than ten, twenty, ten minutes.

(End of this chapter)