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Chapter 407 Young Master Yang Cooks (1)

Lin Zhaoxia continued flipping through the forum.

It's just that the incident of An Mu dropping out of school was obviously a small matter, but now it made Lin Zhaoxia very concerned.

I don't know if it's because when a person gets sick, his mind becomes more suspicious.

In short, Lin Zhaoxia felt that An Mu's matter was not over yet.

There must be a follow-up.

And this follow-up will be very complicated...

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The once empty kitchen has been completely remodeled.

The utensils that should be in the kitchen are all there.

This finally satisfied Yang Moyan.

The person responsible for moving and installing these things left after finishing their work.

In the end, only the assistant was left.

So much so that in the brand-new kitchen, he and his young master started to stare for a while.

But it's not really staring.

Rather, the assistant really wanted to know what his young master was buying so many things for.

Do you cook?
His young master can cook?

The assistant never felt it.

After all, even in this house, Yang Moyan always cooks from the back kitchen.

The so-called young master who stretches out his clothes and stretches out his hands to eat, and opens his mouth without touching the spring water with his fingers, is just like that.

But what did he see now?
The eldest young master of his family actually wore the only kitchen utensil that could be found in the kitchen—the apron!
The apron is light blue, just like the sky, giving people a fresh feeling.

But it made the assistant's eyes widen.

Until his young master seemed to suddenly remember something, after putting on the apron, his brows and eyes paused, then he turned his eyes sideways and glanced at him lightly.

That look seemed to say: What are you still doing here?
Still want to have a meal?
The assistant shuddered all over for a moment, and then backed away, "Master, then I will withdraw first, and you can call me anytime if you need anything!"

Yang Moyan nodded casually, and then all his thoughts were put on the dishes on the water table.

The assistant slipped away.

Yang Moyan rolled up his cuffs, and stretched his bony hands towards the vegetables soaked in the water, and began to simply clean and pick them.

Then put it on the cutting board, pick up the knife and start cutting it thinly.

It was fast and skilled.

It's not like a young master who never enters the kitchen and never touches the spring water with his fingers.

Then wash the rice, add water, and put it into the pot.

Some vegetables that had been cut just now were also put into the pot, and after cooking for about ten minutes, Yang Moyan took out those vegetables.

The rice on the other side was almost as good.

Yang Moyan didn't steam the rice, but cooked porridge.

He took a spoon to disturb it a few times, then poured down the cooked vegetables, and finally added some salt and light, and after cooking for a while, Yang Moyan turned off the electricity and brought a bowl.

After putting the finished porridge in, add some coriander, and this is considered complete.

All the actions were done in an orderly manner, and it took only half an hour to complete all of these.

Yang Moyan didn't do anything too complicated.

It's just cooking some mushroom porridge and adding some coriander.

White porridge, green vegetables, and faint fragrance...

All of this seems to be telling that a certain young master's cooking skills seem to be very good.
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What happened outside the bedroom, Lin Zhaoxia really didn't know at all.

I don't know if she should say that she has a big heart, after all, this is her territory, but she doesn't pay attention to anything outside.

(End of this chapter)