This series of actions is connected, so that everyone can see what the result is.

No wonder his expression was so complicated just now, and he was vaguely lost.

Thinking of Mo Jinli's expression, Nan Shengmiao's heart was panicked.

She simply took a turn of heart and stuffed the fried egg into her mouth!

Just chew a few bites and swallow it.

Then he made an expression that was so delicious that his face was distorted, and forced out a smile.

"Who made today's breakfast? It's so delicious, the omelette is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma is tangy! ”

The outside is indeed scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, the outside is scorched black, and the inside is not ripe.

Not to mention, I made a soft-boiled omelette for the first time, and it does have potential.

Aromatic ......

This can only be understood but not spoken.

Nan Shengmiao felt that she could barely maintain the smile on her face, and she forcibly resisted the pace of wanting to escape.

I took another bite, and the legendary black slices of bread that could not see the essence of it.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

At this time, the rich man in the space came to say, "Now you know how delicious the food in Fuguiyuan is, right?" If you don't know the blessing in the blessing, you have to ask the dog man to give you a no comparison, no harm. ”

To tell the truth, not to mention eating a few things on that black table, he felt that he couldn't eat anything in a day today.

The psychological shadow area is too large!

He expressed deep sympathy for the master, but he couldn't help it, who made her dislike anyone, but he fell in love with a kitchen white?

Hearing this, Nan Shengmiao turned off the ECG without saying a word, and she might go crazy if she listened to a few more words!

In the future, who dares to look down on the vegetables of Fuguiyuan, who will she fight with!

On the side, Song Quanliang also expressed deep sympathy for him, but he was more worthy of sympathy in comparison.

Since seven o'clock, the young master has been staying in the kitchen.

A simple omelette and a slice of bread, I don't know how many times he has made it wasted.

But every time he doesn't give up, he doesn't want to accept reality like this.

I didn't dare to taste it, so I pulled him, an unlucky ghost!

Then, Song Quanliang lost count of how many slices of black bread and fried eggs he had eaten.

Eat until he doubts life!

I never want to eat omelettes and bread again!

No, I don't want to see it again!

However, Song Quanliang is more pleased that his efforts are effective, and fortunately, the young master's cooking skills have made some progress.

Otherwise, he was worried that Nan Shengmiao would break off his friendship with the young master directly after seeing those breakfasts!

However, at this moment, seeing Nan Shengmiao's expression, while he sympathized, he couldn't help but worry.

Just when Song Quanliang was worried that Nan Shengmiao would not be able to bear to throw his face, Mo Jinli finally moved.

He snatched the bread from Nan Shengmiao's hand and took a few bites.

Originally, Mo Jinli was angry, and he was a little angry.

Even if he had never done it before, he had been studying with his phone for several minutes, and he would definitely be.

He'll do it all, how unpalatable can it be?

Doesn't it just look a little different from what the chef does?

It must still taste like that!

Moreover, Song Quanliang said, it's not delicious, he also enjoys it!

However, just after Mo Jinli took a bite, he was directly petrified.

What the hell is this thing that is hard as a stone and smells like a burning head?

Did he make it?

Mo Jinli was a little skeptical about life, and the angry expression on his face was dull for a moment.