Chapter 741 Gold Medal Little Chef 40

Ye Wuchen rolled up the things at hand and put them aside.

Looking at the noodles on the black tray, it exudes a strong aroma.

The noodles are as thin as silver wire, fungus, shredded bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, faintly on the noodles.

He took a sip of the soup with a spoon, and it was delicious.

Holding the noodles with chopsticks, under the light of the night pearl, I feel that the noodles are transparent.

After taking a bite of the noodles, his eyes finally saw the crystal hoof in the thin white porcelain plate on one side.

This crystal dish hoof is cut into thin slices, the bottom is transparent, the flesh color of the top is carmine red, and the top is covered with hair-thin ginger.

Seeing this, Ye Wuchen looked good, so he picked up a chopstick and ate it. It was salty and mild, and the taste was between fresh meat and ham. The umami taste was well grasped.

"You wring your hair dry! Otherwise you'll catch a cold!"

While Ye Wuchen was eating, he suddenly said this.

"yes!"

Yin Qingyu felt... If he hadn't made such a sudden move, she wouldn't have lost her hair until now.

Fortunately, the kitchen is very warm, and it is even warmer here.

Yin Qingyu stepped aside, took off the cloth wrapped around his head, and twisted his hair one by one.

While wringing it, I feel that this ancient time just doesn't have the convenience of modern times, the hair is long... and there is no hair dryer.

While complaining, fortunately, the cloth absorbs enough water, and the hair is slightly damp.

With long hair draped behind him, Yin Qingyu stood there quietly holding the cloth in his hands.

Ye Wuchen was eating delicious noodles, and from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally saw Yin Qingyu standing there silently.

Being used to seeing beauties, he suddenly felt that the little cook in front of him actually possessed the beauty of a peerless beauty.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head and ate up the noodles again.

"Take it!"

Ye Wuchen spoke in a low voice, and then he persisted in reading the book on one side.

Yin Qingyu walked to his side, picked up the tray, and walked outside.

With long hair draped behind her back, she took very small steps.

Ye Wuchen raised his head slightly, and suddenly felt a sense of tranquility.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he looked down at the book again.

Yin Qingyu sent the contents in his hand to the kitchen with doubts, and returned to rest in his own yard, not to mention it for the time being.

The next day, I got up early and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

While cooking, Zelan happened to be there.

"Zelan, don't you all need to serve His Highness at night?"

Yin Qingyu asked suspiciously.

"Need it, to protect His Highness's safety!"

Zelan said.

"Then where are you?"

Yin Qingyu swore that he really didn't see anyone yesterday.

"On the tree!"

Zelan didn't even think about it, and said righteously.

"Well……"

Yin Qingyu stopped talking and continued making breakfast.

Breakfast is ready, steamed buns of various colors, yellow fried noodles with shrimp topping on both sides, and a shredded ham.

I also carefully cooked a porridge with shredded chicken and shiitake mushrooms. The porridge was boiled white and rotten.

After Ze Lan sent it to Ye Wuchen, he ate some himself, and then began to prepare some accessories.

At noon, when Yin Qingyu was ready for lunch, he finally saw three young women coming to the kitchen together.

"You are?"