Suddenly, Comrade Song Wuyin's neck was cold.

Mo Yu's voice came from behind him, "Why hasn't the rice been done yet?" Do you want to ...... Starve me to death, huh? ”

The tail note behind it, stretched extra long, seems to condemn.

Comrade Song Wuji: ......

What's wrong with slow cooking? Is it slow? It's just a few minutes late!

Turning his head, a pair of beautiful eyes, burst into flames, and rushed at Mo Yu, raising his head and chest up to fight back: "Those ugly men, you didn't clean it up!" What are you tired of! What to shout hungry! ”

Mo Yu recalled in his mind that at the scene, he was holding an iron rod and running around in a group fight.

In fact, it's just tiring......

Except for the results that go down. The rest of the strength was given by him and Secretary Joe.

Isn't it normal to be hungry right now?

Shrugging his shoulders, with an upright and innocent handsome face, "The boss is hungry, shouldn't the chef cook rice?" Obviously, at this point, it was not enough to poke the knife, and silently added:

"Otherwise, why would I spend 50,000 yuan a month to hire a cook who suits my taste?"

Why should I spend 50,000 yuan a month to hire a chef who suits my taste?

Why should I spend 50,000 yuan a month to hire a chef who suits my taste?

……

This sentence has been replayed, replayed, and replayed countless times in Song Infinity's ears!

Count you ruthless! Mo Wang Eight!

After the mouth cannon, Mo Yu, who was in a happy mood and happy physically and mentally, was transparent all over, leaving Song Wuyin with a ruthless and chic back, and quietly left: "Hurry up, I'm hungry." ”

Don't take away a cloud, dashing, deep hidden merit and fame, red dust rolling!

Song infinity scratched his head frantically, looked up to the sky and howled silently, deep in his heart, full of SOS: "Ahh Mo Yu! I'm not done with you!

What's wrong with a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan! What's wrong! Have you ever seen me as a top chef? 50,000 is already low! You've found the treasure, okay! ”

Stop.

Comrade Mo Yu seemed to feel something, installed a radar, turned his head, and smiled in his deep eyes that could not see the bottom of the lake, like a surging glow, "Shh, why don't you go cook soon?" ”

A death-feeding, waiting-waiting gaze stared at her.

Comrade Song Wuyin's movements, which had been crazy to mid-air, awkwardly stopped.

Under that look of death, he immediately clamped his tail and acted as a man, quickly stood up, and made a zipper movement with one hand on his closed mouth.

With the other hand, he obediently made an OK gesture.

Chef Song Wuji, who was squeezed, couldn't care about slowly selecting and making dishes.

I just want to make some quick and easy meals, and hurry up and serve them to some big boss who urges the meal.

Is it easy to be a chef? I was urged to order at every turn, and I was stared at by the boss at every turn......

Woowoo......

Song infinity used a big leak net to fish out four fat, "strong" female hairy crabs from the water tank, and there was a lot of inventory in it at a glance, full of crab roe.

With a pair of skillful hands, I used a brush to seriously brush the body of the big crab several times until it was clean.

Pour a small amount of olive oil and a little pepper over the hairy crab.

Neatly arranged on the tray, sent into the steamer, timed, steamer full of power for 15 minutes.

Pulling out a bunch of brightly red-looking tomatoes from the fridge, is there anything simpler in the world than tomato egg soup?

╭(╯ε╰)╮Mo Wang Ba, I guess I won't mind too much, drink this, right?

Who made him hungry? She is not a chef and wants to cut corners.