Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Mo Zichen was in a hurry under her command. He really wanted to throw the spatula. Holding the spatula was more difficult than holding a large knife.

Mo Zichen simply raised his hand and planned to strike.

Su Biluo didn't follow, and he was so entangled that he threw away the charred poached eggs and fried two more.

Once born, practiced twice, and familiarized three times.

By the third, it was finally a bit decent.

When Mo Zichen fetched two Huang Cancan's poached eggs from the pot, a sense of accomplishment also appeared in his heart. Perhaps it was this sense of accomplishment that allowed Mo Zichen to continue to lift up his sleeves to fry meat.

Well, the meat slices were cut by Su Bi, er, it should be chopped, and Mo Zichen doesn't mind. There is no way to get eggs by myself, how can I demand Su Biluo to deal with the meat pieces very well?

He put the pieces of meat down and stir-fried twice, because the fire was too strong, and it turned a little darker. Then I remembered that there was no oil, so I quickly dig a little lard with a spoon and put it down, stir-fry.

However, the burning smell has already attracted Su Biluo's attention.

"Eu Niang, you are upside down." She vomited while picking vegetables.

When I looked back, I suddenly shouted, "Mom! Bugs!"

Su Biluo was so scared that Huarong lost his color, throwing away the leaves in his hand, and hugged Mo Zichen.

Mo Zichen looked back, his eyes full of disdain: "Isn't that the green cabbage insect? What's the big deal? Cut--"

However, when he squatted, he did n’t dare to take the green cabbage worm. He just threw the whole green cabbage, and said arrogantly: "Okay. We eat enough of the rest. You ’re fast Order to wash the vegetables, and it will be ready soon. This general is almost hungry. "

Su Bi gave Mo Zichen a blank look, but he no longer vomited him, and quickly picked and washed the vegetables. Because she was already hungry and cooed.

After she washed the vegetables, Mo Zichen had added water to cook the noodles. After the water is boiled, put the greens, noodles, meat pieces, and poached eggs all down, and you can cook them in a flash.

"Wow, so fragrant! Xiang Gong, you see, the noodles we cook are yellow | red, red, and green. It looks really full of color and flavor, which is ten thousand times more delicious than the delicious waitress in the palace. . "

Mo Zichen was also very proud, with a satisfied smile on his lips: "Speak less and do more, go and get the bowl."

"Eh--" Su Biluo went happily.

Mo Zichen then touched and added three spoons of salt and one spoon of MSG, mixed it, looked at his masterpiece proudly, and lowered his head to extinguish the fire in the stove.

"Xiang Gong, it's too high to get it!" Su Biluo's voice came from there.

Mo Zichen looked up. Indeed, the place where the bowl rested was two heads higher than Su Biluo. It stands to reason that Su Biluo usually jumped off when he jumped off, or found a chair to stand on foot. However, Su Biluo was pregnant. She had to call for help from her husband.

Mo Zichen was obliged to come over and take the bowl. Su Bi fell to the stove and arrogantly set aside a few spoonfuls of salt to stir it.

After two large bowls of noodles were served, Mo Zichen returned to the room with a plate to enjoy.

Yingyue and Ruhua had already made tea, and smiled and waited for them with toiletries. These things do not need to be ordered, the night is late, of course, sleep after eating supper.

"Yingyue, enter the painting, come and have a look. The work of our husband and wife, see, is it fragrant? Fragrance is not fragrant?" Su Biluo proudly showed off.

Yingyue and Ruhua smelt a bit and sighed from the heart: "Well, it's really fragrant! Fragrant!"

"Come on, get a small bowl. You can eat a little bit of each of you. I can't eat as much. Go! I must let you try Mrs. Ben's first craft." Su Biluo was bubbling beautifully.

Mo Zichen gave her a white look: "It seems that the main scoop is the general?"

"Go, this is our cooperation and cooperation. No one should grab the limelight." Su Biluofei glanced at him.

Well, four people, four bowls, under the porch in front of the room, sit down on the steps and start eating.

Suddenly, four frowning brows, four pairs of peering eyes looked at each other, and a bitter smile came to their lips.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." Yingyue and the painting all spit out the noodles in his mouth, "salty death.

Su Biluo frowned, and choked on the noodles in his mouth: "Oh, it's really salty and dead, Xiang Gong, do you add salt too? Why is it so salty? I remember I didn't add so much! "

Mo Zichen also choked on the noodles in his mouth: "Eh, won't you add them too?"

Su Biluo glared at him fiercely.

Yingyue and Ruhua laughed loudly and stood up and said: "Okay, let's cook it soon, soon. General, ma'am, don't eat any of us. We'll come soon."

"No, no need." Mo Zichen and Su Biluo almost unanimously.

"Ah? Why? How can this be eaten? Madam, don't you hungry baby!" The two little girls were extremely puzzled.

"It's okay, no matter what, this is our first time to cook noodles by hand. Let's eat it. No trouble. You go down and prepare hot water for us to bathe and change clothes." Mo Zichen said gently.

Su Biluo pursed her lips and looked at the bright starlight in the sky and sighed: "This is the first time I have such a tacit understanding with Xiang Gong, and it is worthwhile to die!"

Mo Zichen didn't speak. He ate his mouth and ate, eating the whole bowl of noodles at once.

Seeing this, Su Biluo did not want to be outdone, so let's follow him, and eat the noodles, and he didn't mind the sound of satisfaction because he ate too fast.

"Eh--" After eating, you have to sigh with satisfaction. "If it's not so salty, it's really delicious."

"Well," Mo Zichen said, "I have experience next time. Luo'er, I will cook it for you tomorrow night."

Su Biluo looked down at her mellow hands and frowned: "Xiang Gong, it's been more than four months. I feel that I gradually have the rhythm of pig Yuan Yurun. How can this be good? I think it will be after midnight Don't eat it. "

Mo Zichen glanced up and down at her: "It's fat and pretty, I don't mind. It's more meaty, it's comfortable to touch. Keep eating, don't be hungry for my son."

Su Biluo smiled and said, "Are you guilty?"

"In order to prove that I have no right or wrong, why don't you let this general prove his love?" Mo Zichen said coldly.

Su Biluo is wondering how to prove that he can't put it down. Mo Zichen has stood up and hugged her.

Su Biluo's movements were so familiar that Su Biluo couldn't help but wrap his hands around his neck and giggled. The stars in the sky flickered in front of her eyes, as if witnessing her happiness.

"Look, how light! How can you be fat like this? Let's go back to the room, take a shower, and sleep!" Mo Zichen said and took her back to the room.

The candlelight in the room is warm, and the steam of hot water after the screen is translucent, like a cloud of mist.