A tall figure was surrounded by several people, these people kept coughing, and some people kept saying, "Three less, three less, turn it over at this time, right, turn off the fire, salt, salt, put some salt." ”

Gu Qibao blinked in confusion, and kept fanning the smoke with his hands, and the kitchen was miserable.

It was originally a particularly tall European-style kitchen, with pure white and sky blue small fresh decorations that were smoked black, and the delicate various plates and tables were also messy.

Eggshells, burnt smells, fill the entire kitchen.

This kitchen is completely unsightly!

And there was no way to stay at all, and the strange thing was that the servants were all gathered around the stove, one by two, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Young master, small, be careful......"

"Ahem...... Gu Qibao finally couldn't bear to be choked and coughed, covered his nose and mouth, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?" ”

"Young grandma?" Uncle Zhang turned around, and then nodded respectfully and reported, "The young master is learning to make breakfast." ”

The smoke was shrouded in this kind of Uncle Zhang's old face was particularly calm, plus relieved.

Gu Qibao suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, is this making breakfast or blowing up the kitchen?

It's just an omelette, how can it be like being swept away by bandits?

At this time, Emperor Mingjue turned his head, his handsome and beautiful face was a little red, and there was faint sweat oozing from his forehead.

Gu Qibao was at a loss, Emperor Mingjue was really learning to make breakfast?

I also wore a white lace apron that looked like a maid!

Gu Qibao's eyes widened, and he was embarrassed in an instant!

Emma, Emperor Sanshao, what do you mean by dressing up like this?

Is it tempting to subdue!!

She didn't come back to her senses at all, and after coming to her senses, she had been pulled out of the kitchen by Emperor Mingjue.

Gu Qibao was seated at the dining table by him, he stood there and looked at him condescendingly, his face was awkward and cold, and he dropped a sentence, "Wait, my husband will make you breakfast." ”

After saying that, he took the spatula in his hand and resolutely plunged into the kitchen again.

Gu Qibao heard a voice in the kitchen.

"Scorched, scorched!"

"Where's the spatula!"

"Turn off the heat, turn off the heat, turn the fire down first."

"Young master, hurry up and spatula!"

Gu Qibao scratched his head blankly, what about these chefs!

I don't know if I'm scorched, and I'm still shouting there, waiting for Emperor Mingjue to take a spatula in?

What she didn't know was that the three young men of the emperor's family had already ordered that he must fry this egg himself, and no one was allowed to touch it, and whoever touched him would be in a hurry!

That's why a bunch of servants and cooks are the enemy.

Who would have thought that such a noble, excellent and smart man would not even be able to beat an egg!

So much so that a lot of eggs were wasted!

Finally beat the eggs, who knows that everyone has ignored the oil pot, so that the hot oil pot ignited directly, and almost didn't burn the kitchen!

So frying this egg is really, the chefs have an indescribable bitterness, and the world is full of deep resentment!

The three young emperors are still very persistent, and they are very creative to fry double eggs!

The chefs pressed hard again, and wanted to say, you are a novice, you can fry one first.

Double eggs are such a technical thing, can we wait for the technology of one egg to be practiced, and then talk about the problem of two eggs?

But Emperor Sanshao just had to challenge this difficulty factor, and when one egg was not well controlled, he had to fry two eggs.

And repeatedly defeated, defeated again and again......

So, the kitchen was made like this by him!