Chapter 737: Daddy, Your Cooking Is Delicious
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
How much vinegar did you pour into it?
Is It free?
Ye Wuhao’s tears were about to fall. He gulped down a few mouthfuls of warm water and felt his throat was sore. He immediately started coughing.
Mo Boyuan’s actions were still calm. He took a few mouthfuls of water and finally looked at a certain little person.
After little Ningning felt that familiar gaze, the smile on her face disappeared, but it quickly returned to an innocent expression.
Heh.
This little’s fox evil side is as deep as its father!
Of course, Mo Boyuan didn’t really expose his own son. Ahem, ahem:
“I can’t eat these anymore.”
Salty to death, sour till my teeth are dropping.
“Director Mo, what should we do?”
Mo Boyuan looked around and saw the bag of apples that the father and son of the Ye family had sent over last night:
“That!”
Ye Hao looked over:
“Isn’t that an apple? We are eating this for breakfast?”
Mo Boyuan had already stood up and glanced at Yehao from the corner of his eyes:
“Teacher Ye can choose not to eat it.”
Not eating It?
How could that be?
Apples were better than real hunger.
However, it was early in the morning. Eating apples on an empty stomach was definitely not enough.
Mo Boyuan had already carried the bag of apples to the kitchen. Ye Hao quickly followed him.
Ye Hao had pletely given up on making food himself.
It would be better to follow behind teacher Mo with a better attitude. He could at least have some soup, right?
Seeing that the two adults had left, the two children naturally followed suit.
At times like this, only those who had food were the masters!
Mo Boyuan took out the apples in the bag and rinsed them one by one. He did not forget to instruct Ye Hao to wash the pot:
As an adult, how could he not work and eat for free?
In your dreams!
After Ye Hao finished washing the pot, Mo Boyuan cut all the apples into pieces. Then, he used a bowl to measure them and mixed a few bowls of water into the pot. At the same time, he poured the sliced apples into a plate and covered the pot.
Ye Hao frowned as he watched and whispered,
“Director Mo, this looks like it needs to be boiled before the fruit is put in.”
Mo Boyuan unconsciously paused. Ye Hao naturally didn’t see anything, and a certain man wouldn’t admit that he was wrong.
“You know how to do it, you do it!”
“Then forget it, how can I possibly do it?” He shook his hand repeatedly.
Heh.
Since he didn’t make a move, then he shouldn’t talk nonsense.
He just wanted to eat what he had, yet he was still plaining?
…
About four to five minutes later, the pot boiled and the lid was opened.
The sour and sweet apple-flavored lid was opened and diffused in all directions.
Mo Boyuan took a look, turned off the fire, and ordered Ye Hao again:
“Teacher Ye, bring out a few bowls and wash them.”
This time, Ye Hao was well-behaved. The two children stood at the kitchen door, their necks stretched out.
“Mo Zhining, take your brother back and wait.”
“Oh, okay dad.”
After the two children left, Ye Hao finished washing the bowls:
“Director Mo, is it done?”
Mo Boyuan nodded:
“Yes.”
There were four people, two adults and two children. The apples that had just been cooked could only be divided into half bowls of soup and water for each person.
“What are you waiting for? Bring it over.”
It seemed that among the two dads, Mo Boyuan was the most reliable!
As for Ye Hao, Xiao Bai had finished appraising him.
“Oh oh.”
After eating, it was almost time to gather.
The little one burped:
“Dad, the apples you cooked are delicious.” He praised.
Hearing his son’s words, Mo Boyuan was very gratified.
“Really?”
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