"Madam, sir, breakfast has been delivered." The maid came in to deliver the message.
Murong Rong didn't have time to taste it. The bottle was missing some of the seasonings in the jar, many of which she didn't recognize, but she knew where to put them, so she simply put some of everything.
"Madam, sir is urging you." Another maid came in.
Murong Rong was so dizzy from the heat that she started cooking and said, "Take the eggs out of the table first."
The maid randomly selected a few in the basket, loaded them with exquisite plates and took them out.
Murong Rong put the pot on the table and saw that not a single boiled egg was missing, but several raw eggs in the other basket were missing. It was not good!
Murong Rong ran out carrying a big pot. "Wait! Wait -"
Yinzai was holding an egg and was about to knock it on the table. Murong Rong suddenly rushed out of the kitchen and placed the big pot in front of Yinzai with a bang, "Don't move!"
Yin Zai raised his eyebrows, which refugee camp did this woman come from?
His face was horrifyingly pale, his eyes were red and swollen, his body was dirty, and there were a few shredded vegetables hanging on his body.
I asked her to make breakfast, but I didn’t ask her to farm.
How did she, a neurotic person like her, get to be regarded as a peerless lady?
However, she told him not to move, why should he listen to her?
Others always listen to him!
Pick up the eggs and continue to crack them——
Murong Rong was extremely agile and snatched it away, "This egg is raw..."
Yinzai crossed his arms and looked at her with thick eyebrows raised. He wanted to see what this woman was up to.
It is said that the perfect wife who can walk out of the hall and into the kitchen is the one who lays eggs as soon as she comes on stage?
Seeing Yin Zai's expression, Murong Rong finally understood that when he asked her to make breakfast, he didn't want to eat it at all, but wanted to make things difficult for her.
Well, she has embarrassed herself enough in front of him, not least this time.
Murong Rong simply put the cauldron in front of Yinzai and asked the maid to bring an electric stove.
He picked up the egg and said, "This is not how you eat it."
The electric stove came up, the pot was put on, and the fire was turned on. The white and thick paste became hot. Murong Rong remembered that when she was with her younger brother, in order to coax him to eat more, she always tried to come up with some new ideas.
Let your brother eat it willingly.
After turning off the fire, Murong Rong cracked an egg, poured it into the pot, used a spoon to break up the yolk, and divided it into vertical lines. Then he pointed at the egg yolk floating on top and said, "Do you know what the word this is? This is the word 1!"