The Virus Strikes: Gifted Teens and Girls

Chapter 84 Love Breakfast 3
"We have to wait for the oil to boil before pouring the eggs in." Looking at Qin Feiye who was holding the bowl, she said seriously.

Qin Feiye didn't speak, his twinkling eyes showed that she had listened to her words.

After a while, the oil in the pot started to boil, without the cook reminding, Qin Feiye smiled slightly, and carefully poured the bowl of eggs into it.

clap clap.

In an instant, there was a crackling sound from the pot, Qin Feiye retracted his hands before it was too late, his hands were stained with a few drops of splashed oil, and his fair arms instantly turned red.

"Master." All the servants who were watching him were anxious and wanted to rush in.

Qin Feiye stared fiercely when he looked back, and it was written in his eyes that they were not allowed to come over.

Glancing at his reddened arm, Qin Feiye frowned slightly, then continued to look back into the pot.

Watching the eggs change color little by little, he usually has eggs for breakfast, so he can visually check whether the eggs are fried well.

The old cook's eyes continued to stay on his arm, her face was not as calm as before.

Qin Feiye noticed it, put down his rolled up sleeves, and said flatly, "It's just a small matter."

How could this burn affect his mood of carefully preparing breakfast for Ling Yang.

Liu Hanyan told her to skip breakfast and go to the infirmary, so he had to prepare it for her and let her eat it after drawing blood.

Thinking of this, Qin Feiye unconsciously drew a trace of a happy smile, woman, you are not allowed to be hungry.

A trace of helplessness flashed in that old cook's eyes, and she didn't want to make him unhappy. Don't look away. She has nothing to do with this stubborn young master. She has watched him grow up since he was a child, and he can do whatever he wants. Once a decision is made, it will be done earnestly, even if it is covered with bruises.

She knows the feeling of being scalded by oil, it's like being burned by fire, and the young master is still looking at the pot so seriously, and he doesn't know who he is preparing to eat when he learns how to fry eggs, but that person is really very happy .

The night is as cool as water, full of warmth.

This night, the Qin family was not the only one that was bustling.

Nangong's house was also brightly lit.

In the same exquisite kitchen, Nangong Mo was holding a bowl of steamed eggs that he had tried many times and savored carefully.

In the trash can, there are piles of egg shells and hot steamed eggs just poured in.

A group of servants stared at Nangong Mo's tasting lips with their eyes wide open, waiting for his conclusion.

"It seems that it has been steamed for too long, and the taste is not good enough." Nangong Mo pondered for a long time, and came to the conclusion that he wanted to prepare the most delicious and nutritious breakfast for Ling Yang.

Immediately, under the dumbfounded gazes of everyone, he raised his hand, and all the fresh eggs that had just been steamed with hard work were placed in the trash can.

Everyone's faces fell instantly. Master Nangong tried it more than twenty times, and they thought it looked good, and it smelled good too.

But young master Nangong, who was cooking for the first time, was not satisfied. Sometimes he did not steam enough, and sometimes he steamed for too long.

For a while, there is too much oil, and for a while, there is too little salt.

They have learned about Master Nangong's exacting demands on perfection.

It was just a very simple breakfast, but they felt the pressure of the full banquet. He was tossing around here, so they couldn't go to sleep with him, and it was late at night-making breakfast.

What are these things.

The night wind is light, and the leaves are whirling.

This night is extraordinary.

In Ling's mansion, in the unique room, Ling Yang didn't sit in front of the computer and study software as usual, but stood quietly by the window sill, admiring the full moon and countless blinking stars in the sky.

The eyes are darker, not as bright as before.

(End of this chapter)