Chapter 168 (1/2)
The corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and he thought of the housekeeper's cooking skills that could poison the emperor and destroy the kitchen. He felt a vague worry in his heart.
After waiting for nearly half an hour, the man's calm look finally couldn't stand.
He frowned and went straight to the kitchen.
As a result, a big and a small murmured together. The little guy was shaking his head, his face was covered with flour, and his mouth was pursed slightly. He was very serious.
Mr. Mu Chen:
These two people really dare to say and listen to each other.
”You go out.” He looked at the housekeeper mu, took a deep breath, and glanced at Ye sang, and said, ”I'll teach her.”
Let Mu housekeeper teach like this again, he is afraid that these two people put slippers into the oil pan to fry directly.
Housekeeper:.... ”
Why can't he remember when his husband can cook?
Mu Chen squinted at the other side, saw his doubt, hum and smile: ”I can't still learn it?”
He is such a big guy, besides can't wear trousers, what else can't?
Ye Sang's small head is crooked, and the cat's pupil is bright.
She remembered that she was once the third dad, who seemed to be a brilliant genius.
It's just cake.
Baba will certainly.
The little guy raised his head confidently and said, ”uncle is the best ~”
she rubbed her small face in the past and softened her small breast cavity: ”come and teach Sang Sang ~”
looking at the flour on the table, he frowned slightly.
When the little girl was staring at him with that kind of bright eyes, Mu Chen looked unnaturally away from his face, and his voice was light:
”it's just cake.”
If you haven't done it, can you learn it?
A big and a small together in the kitchen, the man seriously study the teaching video on the mobile phone, long eyelashes slightly droop, look particularly focused.
Mu Chen never thought that one day he would study cake tutorial with a child.
Even willing to?
Two people get together, in the conscientious after reading, look at each other, and muddle.
The little guy flattened his mouth, ”I think Sang Sang learned.”
Mu Chen, ”OK.”
He also felt that he had learned.
I am very confident about myself at this time.
However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is extraordinarily bony.
“……”
”Uncle, uncle, it's wrong. Don't put the whole egg in it.”
“……”
”Ye sang!! That's salt!! You put down that goddamn bottle of salt for me
“……”
”Uncle, you put too much milk ~”
”...”
”Ye Sangsang!! You put the cream down! You'll eat it later. ”
Half an hour later --
a big and a small kitchen, staring at the chickens and dogs, fell into silence for a long time.
It's not as bad as I thought.
The man looked at the mobile phone and glanced at the flour on the table.
At the thought that he would like to go with his face later, Mu Chen, who has always been a clean man, is not very good.
”You go and have noodles.” The man pushed the little girl beside him and cleared his throat, ”don't you say you want to make a cake? What did your teacher teach you? ”
Ye sang sipped her dimples and murmured, ”the teacher says that you should do your own things...”
Mu Chen nodded with satisfaction, ”yes.”
”So you go and make noodles.” He patted the little girl on the head, and he really gave up.
Ye sang shakes his head and thinks that he should give Baba a a birthday. He really needs to do it by himself.