Feng Yange put one hand around her waist, and the other hand took away the dishes and chopsticks in her hand.

The condiments of the noodles are very heavy, and the seafood has a strong umami flavor.

Smelling the smell, Fu Shuangshuang felt that it was not bad.

"How many times do you have to say it before you know that your hands are not good."

Fu Shuangshuang was a little helpless, "It's been a few days, it's almost good, don't believe it." ”

On the back of a pair of white hands, the red marks of the burns have faded, but there are still some clear marks.

"Be careful that the marks on your hands can't be erased, which makes me look disgusted."

Fu Shuangshuang glanced at him, and he didn't argue with him anymore, if someone feeds him, it must be more convenient for himself.

"Okay, you feed me."

The two sat down at the table, and Fu Shuangshuang asked again, "Have you eaten at noon?" ”

"Eat."

"Oh, what did you eat?"

"Coffee." The steak and red wine that Mingxiang brought in, he didn't move at all.

"Coffee, what kind of lunch is that, let's divide this noodle, and dinner will be right away anyway." Fu Shuangshuang pushed the noodles again, and then regardless of Feng Yange's blame, he pinched the spoon in the bowl in his hand, scooped a spoonful of soup, and put it on Feng Yange's lips.

"Come on."

"You just feed me once, there will be more opportunities in the future, don't worry about this moment." Feng Yan Ge instructed.

Fu Shuangshuang was happy.

It's just that the soup has just reached Feng Yange's mouth, and just after tasting it, his eyebrows are furrowed.

"How's it going?"

Fu Shuangshuang asked, but seeing that Feng Yange's eyebrows were getting deeper and deeper, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, guessing whether the taste of this seafood noodle was not very good, and sent the spoon to his mouth.

"The noodles are broken, don't eat them."

"Ahh

Fu Shuangshuang was incredulous, "What...... How could it be broken, it was just done. ”

"Who did this?"

"Mingxiang."

"Mingxiang!" When he heard the name, he thought of the girl who came into the study with a steak machine at noon.

originally wanted Gong Qing to drive her away directly, but remembering that Fu Shuangshuang loved to eat the noodles she made, no matter how disgusted he was, he endured it.

But this woman has a ghost in her heart.

Feng Yange put the bowl on the table and told her not to eat it.

Fu Shuangshuang couldn't help but be curious, he just wanted to taste it, and after tasting it, he didn't feel any problem, "This noodle is no problem, it tastes good." ”

Fu Shuangshuang has lived outside for a few years, and he has basically suffered all the hardships he should have suffered.

I'm really not very picky about food or anything.

Some are very good when they are full.

"Are you still hungry?"

Fu Shuangshuang nodded, then looked at the noodles on the table, "Maybe the taste is not so good, but I think it's okay, otherwise I will eat this one, and you will ask the kitchen to make another one for you." ”

After all, I didn't eat at noon, so I should be hungry.

Fu Shuangshuang proposed, and was about to go to get the noodles on the table, and she didn't think there would be anything wrong with this bowl of extremely fragrant noodles.

Feng Yange grabbed her and said softly, "You can't eat this." If you want to eat noodles, I'll make them for you now. ”

"Did you do it?" Fu Shuangshuang had only eaten the porridge cooked by Feng Yange, and he didn't know that he could cook noodles.

"Hmm."

Fu Shuangshuang followed Feng Yange to the kitchen, and when he arrived at the kitchen door, a group of listless maids instantly became energetic, and shouted to Feng Yange very respectfully and neatly: "Good afternoon, young master." ”

Among them, there is also that Mingxiang.

There are three chefs, five assistant cooks, and twenty ordinary maids in the kitchen.

Each person's division of labor represents their identity.

Fu Shuangshuang knew that Feng Yange's kitchen should have a lot of people, and it would be very large, but he didn't expect that there would be such a battle.

Dozens of people, dressed in uniform costumes, stood in a row in front of the door and greeted in unison.

Feng Yange walked into the kitchen and said a few words to the head chef, and then the head chef took out a book.

Handed it over to Feng Yange's hand.

From Fu Shuangshuang's point of view, it seems to be a recipe!

"You...... Want this, what to do! "Take the recipe and order!

Fu Shuangshuang asked Feng Yange.

Feng Yange replied solemnly: "Make noodles for you." ”

Then he asked, "What kind of noodles do you want to eat?" ”

"I ...... I don't know. ”

"Which of the noodles you've eaten in the last two days is your favorite?"

Fu Shuangshuang didn't have the ability to taste food, but he simply said which noodles were the best to make in two days.

Naturally, she thought that the abalone noodles delivered this morning tasted the best. Light and non-greasy, the taste is unique.

"Abalone noodles this morning."

Feng Yange nodded, then took the recipe away and asked the head chef, "You can teach me this morning's abalone noodles." ”

The head chef smiled, "The abalone noodles I made this morning, the abalone was added at the request of my niece, and it's actually no different from the regular noodle recipe." ”

As soon as the head chef said a word, all the attention of Bong Yeon-e was put on "the abalone noodles I made this morning"!

This noodle was originally made by the head chef.

After the chef finished speaking, Mingxiang's whole body trembled, and her heart rose to her throat.

Bong Yeon Ge frowned and looked at Mingxiang who was standing beside the head chef.

The eyes seemed to converge into a strong beam of light, shooting straight at Mingxiang's body.

Thinking back and forth, he could guess what this woman had done.

Hmph, this kind of woman!

Feng Yange snorted coldly, flipped the recipe again, and then instructed the chef to prepare the ingredients, and in fifteen minutes, a bowl of fragrant abalone noodles was out of the pot.

Fu Shuangshuang was dumbfounded.

Of course, Fu Shuangshuang was not the only one who was stunned.

There were many maids at the scene who couldn't help but applaud.

Feng Yange sent the noodles to Fu Shuangshuang and asked her to sit somewhere, while he fed her himself.

In front of so many people, Fu Shuangshuang's face turned red, and after trying it, he hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "There are many people, let's go back to the room and eat." ”

Feng Yange personally made noodles, and personally fed Fu Shuangshuang.

Let the group of maids see it in their eyes and envy it in their hearts.

At the same time, they are all sad, why can the woman named Fu Shuangshuang be so lucky.

Mingxiang gritted her teeth with hatred.

Feng Yange didn't force it, responded to Fu Shuangshuang's words, and returned to his room.

The moment Feng Yange left, the kitchen exploded.

"I thought that this Fu Shuangshuang was the same as Xia Xinyuan, the young master was just trying to be fresh, but when I look at it today, it's not like that at all."

A voice asked.

Another voice stood up again, "This is too favorite, when have you ever seen the young master come to the kitchen, let alone cook it yourself, this Miss Fu is not as good as that Miss Xia." ”

"I think so, the young master is much better to Miss Fu."

"I used to think this girl was ordinary, but when I walked in and saw it today, I thought she was really good-looking and had a good figure."

Even if Fu Shuangshuang wraps himself tightly, your bumpy figure can't block everyone's eyes.

Mingxiang listened to the maid's words, and her heart was extremely unbalanced, "What's good-looking, isn't it just a boobs and ass, who hasn't yet!" ”

She is confident that she is no worse than Fu Shuangshuang.

Akika's usual arrogance has caused a lot of dissatisfaction, and after listening to her, the voice of mockery keeps coming.

"Hehe, a woman born in a nightclub, she dares to compare with Miss Fu, and she doesn't look at how many catties and taels she has."

"I have a few pounds and a few taels, of course I know." As she spoke, Mingxiang puffed up her chest and raised it haughtily, as if she was showing off something.

Suddenly, a maid walked in with a large bowl of noodles and put it on the table, and then some noodle soup was spilled from the bowl and splashed on the table, causing a lot of grease stains.

"Mingxiang, the young master asked you to finish this bowl of noodles."

A bowl of oversized seafood noodles stood out from the crowd, Mingxiang's face turned pale, and her eyes widened.

"This ...... What is it? "Mingxiang doesn't know why.

The maid sneered, "It's the noodles you made not long ago!" The young master specially instructed us to watch you finish eating, and then send you home immediately. "Not only Mingxiang, but even the head chef was dismissed together.

Mingxiang was stunned, and her heart sank suddenly, "How could it be." ”

Her head went blank, and two men rushed up, pressed it in front of the seafood noodles, and stuffed it for her to eat.

If the seafood noodles are simple noodles, then there is nothing.

It's just that there are some other things added to this bowl of seafood noodles, the internal organs of the animals in the kitchen, which have rotted, and there are many maggots growing on them.

Just looking at it makes people vomit.

Not to mention eating into the stomach.

Two men, one trapped Akika's body, and the other wore plastic gloves and stuffed the noodles and internal organs into Akika's mouth one by one, making her swallow it hard.

"Make rotten seafood for Miss Fu to eat, the young master is already an extrajudicial favor to you by doing this." After the maid finished speaking, she didn't forget to reprimand the other maids: "If anyone wants to fly on the branch and become a phoenix, then the end will not only be Mingxiang." ”

……

After Feng Yange returned to the room, he fed the abalone noodles he had made with his own hands to Fu Shuangshuang's mouth.

The movements are gentle and delicate.

It seems that he hasn't tasted Fengyange's craftsmanship for a long time, and Fu Shuangshuang feels particularly enjoyable at this moment.

Feng Yange knew that there were still people in the castle who were dissatisfied with Fu Shuangshuang, and the move just now was just to let the servants in the castle also know that Fu Shuangshuang was the hostess, and it was not something to be bullied.

"Have you ever made noodles before?" Fu Shuangshuang asked as he chewed on the noodles.

"Nope."

"Then how can you make it so delicious."

"Talent."

Bong Yan Ge is always so confident and narcissistic.

Fu Shuangshuang made a grimace and threw it at him, "Narcissistic." ”

Feng Yange stopped what he was doing, "Then you can explain why I can make it so delicious." ”

"That's because I'm not a picky eater, so I think it's delicious."

"That is, you think other people's cooking is delicious?" Feng Yange asked rhetorically.

Fu Shuangshuang nodded.

Feng Yange narrowed his eyes, "Then tell me, is it the noodles I made that are delicious, or the noodles made by Meng Changqing are delicious?" ”

Fu Shuangshuang was stunned, why did he turn the topic to Meng Changqing again!

Fu Shuangshuang didn't respond immediately, Feng Yange directly put the noodles in his hand on the table, and looked at Fu Shuangshuang head-on.

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