Chapter 153 (1/2)

Qibao porridge is a nutritious porridge made of seven kinds of materials and pearl rice. It was created by yeyan's mother. When he was a child, he was very picky. The servants tried every means to make him delicious food. He was always not interested in it. Later, his mother made Qibao porridge for him with seven simplest materials. After eating, he was full of praise.

Later, yeyan's mother was seriously ill. She did not forget to cook Qibao porridge in the hospital bed. She thought that even if she was not there, yeyan could still eat the same kind of porridge.

But Donna couldn't cook her mother's taste. Young yeyan learned to try it on her own, and after doing it again and again, she finally found the familiar flavor eighty-seven times.

Therefore, Qibao porridge is of far-reaching significance to yeyan. He cooked it for Gong Yuyao only once when her parents had an accident. Later, he never went to the kitchen.

Today, he stepped into the kitchen for LAN Qianyu, which surprised Donna. This shows that in his mind, LAN Qianyu's position is more and more important

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”master, all the materials are ready.” Donna pointed to the food on the kitchen counter and said respectfully, ”the rice was airlifted from San Francisco yesterday afternoon. These vegetables are fresh organic vegetables from our farm, and the meat...”

Before Donna had finished her words, she noticed that yeyan's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. She knew that he didn't want to hear any more. He always liked to be simple and direct, and didn't like to listen to nonsense.

”You have to master the skill, and when I'm busy later, you can cook it for her.” Night Yan rolled up his sleeves, washed rice and vegetables personally, and then cooked nutritious porridge skillfully, ”see clearly, I only do it once.”

”Yes, master.” Donna nodded respectfully and carefully noted yeyeyan's practice.

Seeing Ye Yan's serious attitude, Zhao Jun couldn't help sighing: ”I've been with my master for eight years, and I've never seen the master cook. The master is really interested in learning that Miss LAN is pregnant and has no appetite. He even cooks for her in person...”

”You talk too much!” The cold voice of night flame interrupted Zhao Jun's words.

Zhao Jun immediately lowered his head and stopped speaking.

”Don't be disobedient here. Go and stare at Xiao Han. He should be ready to take action.” Order of the night flame.