Chapter 2004 (1/2)

In the kitchen of Zhanjia manor, Zhan Mo stood on one side with a cold look and looked at the housekeeper telling the people in the kitchen to be busy.

Although Zhan Mo only needs a bowl of ordinary millet chicken soup, this seemingly ordinary soup must be cooked to be thick, nutritious and not greasy.

All the people in the kitchen were called to help, and the housekeeper specially sent people to the nearby Chinese market to buy fresh ground chicken.

Three old hens were culled from the chicken to make soup.

After that, remove the chicken bone from the most delicious chicken and sink it into the bottom of the soup. Make sure that this bowl of chicken soup is nutritious and doesn't lose your mouth.

The kitchen of Zhan family is usually the place where exquisite dishes are produced.

Today, because of Zhan Mo's black faced inspection, the people in the kitchen, even though they are busy, don't even dare to take a breath of air, let alone take advantage of the opportunity to be lazy or do something.

”Zhan Mo, where did you go last night What are you doing hiding in the kitchen now? She was born prematurely. I heard she was born. You go to the hospital with me soon... ”

At this time, Duan Xiuhui's voice suddenly came from the kitchen door.

When she hurried into the kitchen, she was stunned to see Zhan Mo guarding the wall at the door and the busy scene in the kitchen.

Duan Xiuhui was surprised and said, ”this What is this doing? So many of you are crowded inside Housekeeper, what the hell is going on

”It's Mo Shao's order. Mosao ordered us to make millet chicken soup. The soup should be thick and nutritious, but not greasy. After cooking, moshao should take it to the hospital and give it to miss Mengmeng. ”

The housekeeper is Duan Xiuhui's person. Knowing that Zhan Mo will not let Duan Xiuhui know, she still reports clearly against Zhan Mo's cold and fierce eyes.

”It turns out that you already knew that the little bastard was born...” When Duan Xiuhui heard this, her face faded, but a sneer arose from her lips. ”Zhan Mo, you are really my good son and Jia'er's good brother At this time, you are the only one who still wants to bring her soup. ”

When Duan Xiuhui said this, her eyes to her son became cold.