Villain: Without Morality, You Will Not Be Kidnapped!

When the front desk heard Qi Lin's words, she replied proudly: "Of course, our hotel is the number one hotel!"

Qi Lin saw the honorable look at the front desk, he smiled and didn't speak.

"Is it convenient for me to ask which ingredients are movable?"

The front desk ran to the refrigerator with small steps, and Qi Lin replied: "Because I often come to chat with them [so I know that the ten refrigerators are all they can

The daily food materials of side dishes. "

Qi Lin half understood, he asked the front desk: "Does it mean that I can use all the ingredients in this refrigerator?"

The front desk showed a smile: "That's right! That's what it means!"

Qi Lin nodded in satisfaction. There are more ingredients in the refrigerator than he imagined, and the space is larger than he imagined.

He casually took a fish out of it, and then took some vegetables.

"Are you sure these are enough?"

When Qi Lin heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and he asked the front desk with some uncertainty: "Do you... want to come with me?"

Qi Lin at the front desk replied: "Ah...isn't it? I thought you would cook mine too."

Qi Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the emotional front desk brought him into the back kitchen because she also wanted a share of the action.

"Okay, sorry, I misunderstood what you meant, I'll get some more ingredients now."

"What would you like to eat?"

The front desk propped his chin with his hand and thought about it carefully.

"Well... just bring me some vegetables and meat, if possible, I hope you can cook noodles for me.

Qi Lin didn't say anything else, he quickly took out the required ingredients from the refrigerator, and then started to do it.

In fact, he hasn't cooked by himself for a long time, and he doesn't know if his skills have regressed.

"it is done!"

An hour and a half later, Qi Lin looked at the freshly baked noodles and fish in front of him, and smiled with satisfaction.

The front desk observed the food on the table curiously, and the food exuded a steaming mist.

Judging from the hue of the food, she thinks that the food looks quite delicious, at least it will make her feel that the entrance is delicious.

"Have you ever cooked before? Or have you been a cook before?"

...asking for flowers......

Qi Lin didn't expect the front desk to ask such a question, he replied dumbfoundedly: "Of course I'm not a chef, "I just know how to cook a few home-cooked dishes.

"If I can be a chef with all my skills, then there are too many chefs in this world.

The front desk was humorous by Qi Lin's cold joke, she giggled a few times, then picked up the chopsticks next to her and prepared to take a bite.

"Wow!!!"

She looked at the face in front of her with surprise, and said in admiration, "It's delicious!"

Seeing the look of surprise on the receptionist's face, Qi Lin scratched his head and asked the receptionist, "Is it really delicious?"

The front desk nodded vigorously: "It's really delicious! Why am I lying to you? I have never eaten such delicious noodles. How do you make them? Can you teach me?"

Qi Lin was a little curious. He tasted the fish in front of him. His cooking skills have not deteriorated, but to be honest, he doesn't think the taste of the food he cooks is special.

For him, the meals he cooks just taste good. .