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Chapter 933: Kitchen Killer
Uncle Zhang gave Huo Qi a cold look and said to Huo Yunque, “Are you going to see Miss Song? She has been in the kitchen since she came back. She should have learned enough by now.”
As for the reason, it was better for him not to say it.
“I’ll go and take a look.”
Huo Yunque nodded and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
Huo Qi looked at Uncle Zhang with an innocent expression and asked pitifully, “Uncle Zhang, did I say something wrong?”
“Ha.”
Uncle Zhang sneered, grabbed his coat and left.
He didn’t want to talk to a fool.
No wonder the Master brought Huo Qi with him. If he was sent to do other things, he would probably be eaten alive.
For someone who didn’t think before he spoke, what was there that he could do?
At this moment, in the kitchen.
A group of chefs stood behind Song Yaoyao in fear. The corners of Huo Si’s mouth twitched, and he held a fire extinguisher in his hand, constantly on guard against accidents.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSong Yaoyao’s small face was taut as she looked at the suspicious object in the pot, filled with bitter hatred.
Before she entered, Song Yaoyao had been very confident.
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She thought there wasn’t anything in this world that she couldn’t learn. As long as she was serious, she believed she could do anything.
But now...
Song Yaoyao wiped the ash off her face with a cold expression.
I don’t think I can do this.
“M-Miss Song, what do you want to eat? Why don’t we cook it for you?”
If this continued, the kitchen would be burned down by Song Yaoyao.
The poor chef who was talking was already quite old. He looked at Song Yaoyao pleadingly, on the verge of crying.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and stood where she was, deep in thought for a few seconds. Suddenly, she turned around and said, “I know, it must be because my fire was too high! I’ll try again!”
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Must she sound so confident? The first few times, they actually believed she could do it.
In the end...
The kitchen was almost burned down.
The chefs stood pitifully in an aggrieved, and helpless manner behind Song Yaoyao.
On one hand, they were afraid that she would burn the kitchen down, and on the other hand, they were afraid that she would hurt herself. If that happened, they were afraid that the Master would lose his temper.
“Then, I’ll make a simple one this time. I’ll stir-fry an egg, okay?”
Song Yaoyao took a raw egg and ‘lightly’ tapped it.
Crack
The sticky egg liquid covered her hand.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and was furious. “Even the egg is against me!”
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Huo Yunque facepalmed and could not help but laugh.
His little girl was too cute and silly.
“Gege?!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSong Yaoyao looked towards the door and saw that Huo Yunque was actually laughing. She immediately felt even more wronged.
“Even you are laughing at me!”
The people behind looked at each other and communicated with their eyes silently.
“What should we do now?”
“Sir is here. Why don’t we retreat?”
“You guys go out first.”
Huo Yunque shook his head and walked towards Song Yaoyao.
He held her little hand and walked to the side of the sink. He then washed the egg from her hand gently and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe it clean.
“You have to beat the egg like this, don’t use too much force.”
He stood behind Song Yaoyao and lowered his head, taking out another egg. He gently knocked it and squeezed it. With one hand, he split the egg into two. The eggshell did not shatter at all, and the egg white and yolk fell into the small bowl accurately.
Song Yaoyao opened her mouth in admiration. “Gege, why do you know everything?”
“You have to thank your future mother-in-law for that.”
Madame Shu was a lively person, like a sun that never lost its shine. When she was still alive, she had taught Huo Yunque to treat his future girlfriend well. One day, on a whim, she even chased Huo Yunque into the kitchen and made him learn how to cook.
In other words, she was telling him that a man who couldn’t cook, wouln’t be able to find a girlfriend!
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