When I'm sick, I want to eat a bowl of hot and spicy noodles.

This small request cannot be satisfied.

Hades walked out of the piano room and went to the kitchen.

The boy hurried over to serve.

"Whatever the master needs, the subordinates will do." Jinguo Boy said.

Hades looked at them, "Do you know how to make spicy noodles?" ”

"Noodles...... Strip? ”

The two of them looked at each other and shook their heads, "We'll only cook rice." In the past, everything I ate was made by the queen of the underworld. ”

The silver fruit boy poked him, glared at him, and whispered, "The queen of the underworld is injured, why are you still cooking noodles?" ”

"But what is made outside, our master doesn't eat it."

"Why are you so stupid?" The silver fruit boy was speechless, "Obviously, our hostess wants to eat!" ”

"Oh, that's easy, master, I'll go to the mortal world and buy a bowl!" Jinguo Boy said intimately.

However, the master ignored him.

The silver fruit boy thought of something, turned around and ran out, and after a while came in with a few pieces of paper, and said, "Master, we are stupid and don't know how to cook those meals for the master." However, this is the recipe left by the heroine before. ”

He put the recipe on the table.

He looked at it and nodded: "You're good, go out." ”

Appreciated by the owner, the silver fruit boy's face turned red with excitement.

He went out beaming.

The golden fruit boy went out in confusion, and asked puzzledly: "I really don't understand, why does the master praise you but reprimand me?" ”

"Because you're stupid."

"Is my proposal bad?" The golden fruit boy wondered and said, "You just throw the master's recipe to the master?" Then the hostess can still eat recipes? ”

"Tsk, if you call you stupid, you're not smart. You deserve to be disgusted by your master all day long. The silver fruit boy shook his head and sighed and left.

"Hey, tell me clearly!" The golden fruit boy chased after him.

In the kitchenette.

Hades rolled up his sleeves, revealing a slender wrist with distinct muscles, carefully checking the recipe and preparing things the same.

Basin, flour, water, stir, knead......

He treated the pot of noodles in his hand as seriously as he studied the seal of the candle dragon egg.

After kneading the noodles, he recalled the thickness of the noodles he had eaten, and controlled a kitchen knife, carefully cutting them into pieces.

Ruan Ling woke up from a sleep again, feeling hungry, thinking that the unreliable guy of Hades didn't know where he had gone.

Therefore, if you want to have enough food and clothing, you still have to do it yourself.

When he walked to the kitchen door, he saw Hades sitting in front of the board, holding a piece of dough in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand, carefully cutting a piece of dough from the dough......

In the small basin at hand, dozens of "hand-cut" noodles with the thickness of chopsticks have been accumulated.

"Flutter!"

Ruan Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hades' hand shook, and the slender piece that was cut in half in his hand was broken.

He looked up and saw Ruan Ling's smiling flowers trembling, and said, "It seems that you are well, what's so funny?" ”

"What are you doing?" Ruan Ling couldn't help but laugh, walked up to him, and looked at him with his arms crossed.

"Cut the noodles."

"Is the slim cut like that?" Ruan Ling couldn't help but laugh as she spoke.

"Isn't that how it cuts?"

"Not for nothing." Ruan Ling coughed lightly, "But people call it knife-cut noodles, not noodles." ”

"What's the difference?" Hades said, "My noodles are quite thin, too. ”