Although there were twists and turns in the early stage, after getting familiar with the equipment and food, Ye Feng became much more comfortable in doing it.
Fish skin crystal dumplings and minced meat fried noodles are two of the simplest breakfasts, but it took Ye Feng a lot of effort. Because he couldn't find anything that could be used as dumpling wrappers, Ye Feng simply used fish skin. This kind of fish is similar to the fish on the earth. There is a big difference. Its fish skin is crystal clear, soft and tender, and it is perfect for use as dumpling wrappers. Although the appearance of the two breakfast items is not flattering, the taste is absolutely unparalleled.
I don’t know if the ingredients in the upper realm are better. Ye Feng tasted some of them and almost swallowed them with his tongue.
"It seems that I am suitable to be a cook!" Just as Ye Feng was sighing, Po Qinglan climbed into the kitchen again.
Why use a climbing machine? Ye Feng doesn’t know this either.
Po Qinglan was seen crawling on the ground like a frog.
"I said Qinglan, what are you doing?"
"Monster! Give me back Xiao Feng!" As soon as Ye Feng said a few words, Po Qinglan jumped up and slapped a talisman on Ye Feng's forehead.
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"Bang!"
Ye Feng opened his mouth and his whole head exploded.
At this moment, Ye Feng looked as if he had been struck by lightning, with all his hair standing on end. If he had been in his previous life, he would have been mistaken for Thunder Lord descending to earth.
"I'm so fucked up." Green smoke was coming from Ye Feng's head, and his face was too dark to see clearly what his expression was.
"Hey, you're not dead yet?" Po Qinglan took two steps back in fear.
"Come on, Qinglan, come here, I promise not to beat you to death!" Ye Feng waved to Po Qinglan.
"Who the hell are you!" Po Qinglan asked loudly.
"I am your second uncle!" Ye Feng was so angry that his whole body was smoking.
"Your voice sounds quite similar to Xiao Feng!" Po Qing Lannuo nodded thoughtfully.
"That's it! Do you still want to bring breakfast to the goddess?" Ye Feng said speechlessly.
"Breakfast? Is it ready? Where is it?" When Po Qinglan heard about breakfast, he seemed to be a different person, his eyes glowed green, like a wolf dog seeing food.
"If! Here!" Ye Feng pointed to the two plates beside him.
"It seems that you are indeed Xiaofeng!" Po Qinglan nodded seriously: "But, by the way, how did you become such a ghost?"
"Ah!! Murder"
As soon as this was mentioned, Ye Feng couldn't help but pinch Po Qinglan's neck: "You have the nerve to ask?"
"You were already like this before I blew you up. I only made you a little darker! Don't worry, others won't be able to tell it's you!" Po Qing said. Lan explained in a loud voice.
"I'll strangle you and me to death!" Ye Feng grabbed Po Qinglan's neck and pressed it on the stove.
With a bang, a ball of purple fire automatically erupted from the stove, instantly burning Po Qinglan's forehead.
"Xiao Xiao Feng, please let go of me first, I feel like my head is on fire!" Po Qinglan patted Ye Feng's hand and said.
"You got it right! Your head is indeed on fire!" Ye Feng nodded.
"Ah," Po Qinglan screamed, rolling on the ground like a loach.
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After half a ring.
Two people with smoke coming out of their heads came out of the kitchen.
"Xiao Feng, I want to ask one last time, are you sure the food you made is edible?" Po Qinglan asked weakly.
"How many times do you want me to say it, I am sure! Do you want it or not? I will eat it myself!" Ye Feng said and was about to get it.
"Yes, yes!" Po Qinglan hurriedly protected the two plates of breakfast, and now he could only act like a dead horse.
The two were just about to go up the stairs.
Zhou Tianli's door opened with a creak.
"Who are you?" Zhou Tianli couldn't help asking when he saw two people with black faces appearing in the corridor.
"Don't talk to me, I want to be quiet!" Ye Feng said lightly.
Zhou Tianli burst out laughing: "Did I say you two just went to steal chickens? Why did you look like this?"
"I'll be crying if I talk too much!" Ye Feng shook his head: "Don't ask, I'm going to cry."
Po Qinglan didn't care about his image, and ran out of his goddess's room with breakfast in hand.
"Dong dong dong——"
Just after knocking twice, the door was opened.
A burst of fragrant fragrance came from in front of him, and Po Qinglan sniffed it intoxicatedly.
"Who are you?" Lu Xin asked with a frown.
"Me! It's me! Po Qinglan!" Po Qinglan wiped his face and explained.
"puff--"
Lu Xin also laughed: "How did you end up like this? But it's quite cute!"
"Ha! What do you think of the new look I specially designed? Isn't it cool?" Po Qinglan made a pose at the door, which made Lu Xin laugh again.
Ye Feng silently watched Po Qinglan pretending to be cool, and silently raised a middle finger in his heart: "I have endured all the hardships, but you are just pretending."
"What do you mean by true brothers? I have no one left!" Ye Feng shook his head and went back to his room to change clothes.
Inside Lu Xin's room.
Po Qinglan was looking at Lu Xin expectantly.
However, Lu Xin's face was full of embarrassment. Looking at the black noodles and strange-shaped dumplings, it was hard to swallow.
"Are you sure this is edible?" Lu Xin asked gently.
"Yes! Of course I can!" Po Qinglan nodded his head. But he was still feeling quite guilty. After all, the appearance of this thing really didn't look very good.
"The food your hotel makes is quite strange. I've never tasted it before!" Lu Xin said with a smile.
"Ha, yes! Yes! Try it! See if you like it!" Po Qinglan said with a smile.
Lu Xin moved her chopsticks, but after several attempts she still didn't have the courage to put this thing in her mouth.
"I'm a little thirsty!" Lu Xin put down her chopsticks and said.
"Thirsty? Then drink some water first. Don't worry, it'll be fine!" Po Qinglan poured a glass of water for Lu Xin.
Lu Xin slowly drank the water, and the topic returned to breakfast again.
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Hi, brothers, in fact, the results of subscriptions in the past two days are not very good, but Xiaoda doesn't care much.
As long as everyone enjoys reading it, Xiaoda writes slowly, just to give the evil god a perfect ending and to give an explanation to the brothers who have supported Xiaoda for so long.
