Master Fu’s Ace Wife

Although the scene in the kitchen can't be said to be a mess, it's not far from there.

Although Wen Li can cook a lot of dishes, he is not good at making pasta.

This is her shortcoming, and it is also Fu Yuxiu's shortcoming.

During the Chinese New Year, they smashed a lot of noodles for making dumplings, and the dumplings they finally made were not too delicious.

This time to make noodles, the difficulty factor is even higher.

So the person in the apron fiddled with it for a long time, the flour sprinkled all over the glazed countertop, and Wen Li added noodles to the basin.

In the end, a moderately firm dough was kneaded in front of him, and the man who went back after answering the phone saw a little girl with a face covered in flour as soon as he entered the door.

Fu Yuxiu chuckled and wiped the flour on her face with his fingertips.

"Why did you turn into a little cat in a short while?"

Wen Li raised his elbow and wiped the side of his face, "This flour is not very easy to handle. I adjusted it according to the proportion, and it is either hard or soft."

Now it's finally done. According to the tutorial, the softness and hardness are moderate, and the dough needs to be woken up before rolling.

Helpless, the man took a wet wipe from the side, wrapped his arms around the person's neck, and carefully wiped her face.

"Don't move, why do you remember to eat noodles today? I asked the chef to come and make it." Fu Yuxiu carefully wiped the flour off her face.

"I'll be ready soon." Wen Li stood back at the cooking table.

"Then I'll wait to eat?" Fu Yuxiu threw the wet tissue into the trash can.

"You go and sit."

The man nodded, his white fingers hooked a little flour on her chin, "Xiao Hua Mao, I'm over."

The people who came to her in the past two days came one after another, harassing them one after another. They seemed to stand above the righteousness, but in fact, what they said was moral kidnapping.

She is not in a good mood, and now that she can find what she wants to do, he will naturally not stop her.

"Master, the royal family of country K sent you an invitation, saying that their king wants to see you."

The geographical location of country K is special, and it is not necessary to be at the border with country G. The other half of the country is a little far from the mainland and is included in the scope of D continent.

So if Purgatory is determined to capture Continent H, the first door to open is Country K.

Now that even the purgatory army is under pressure, I am afraid that the entire H continent is enough to compete with purgatory, only the dark palace.

The king of K country also wanted to get help from the dark palace, so he wouldn't be suddenly attacked, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Master, do you want to see me?" Fei Ran asked.

Fu Yuxiu rested his chin with one hand, and looked at the little girl across from him who was lowering his head to clean the table with his eyes softly.

"See."

Fei Ran nodded, "Then I will confirm the time with them."

Now in the situation of country G, the wife is being targeted again, and it is impossible for the head of the family to leave suddenly.

At least in the current situation, the head of the family will not leave the imperial capital.

"Bring some fireworks here." Fu Yuxiu said.

Fei Ran looked back at Wen Li, and naturally knew that the boss was trying to make his wife happy.

"There are still some fairy sticks in the warehouse that were not used during the Chinese New Year. Are those okay?"

The man raised his finger slightly and made a gesture, "Send it here."

Fei Ran thought about it for a while, but still relayed Qingya's words, "A young lady came over just now and couldn't see my wife, but she gave us a reminder. I hope that my wife will not be disturbed during this time."

These people came in groups, and every time one came, the lady's mood dropped a bit.

"You go out first." Fu Yuxiu thought for a minute.

The steaming box made a ding sound, and Wen Li turned around and took the steamed seafood out of the steaming box, neatly sorting it out.

Taking advantage of the time to wake up, she neatly cooked a few dishes.

After the last dish of hot and sour lemon shrimp was ready, she took out the crab roe from the air-harvested crab and made the sauce.

As promised, Wen Li prepared the crab roe and put it on a plate, and turned around to face the dough sealed with plastic wrap.

It is said that the longer the longevity noodles, the better, and one noodle is a bowl of noodles.

But she has never made pasta, and she has not learned how to make pasta in all these years.

Seeing her distressed appearance, the man got up and went across from her.

"Do you need help?"

"I don't know how to roll noodles." Wen Li watched the tutorial on the video and studied it attentively.

Even two days ago, I took the time to practice quietly twice, but the effect was not very good.

"I don't know that either." The man also made trouble.

All of them had a hard time making dumplings last time, and this time they have to change to a more difficult noodle, but it's not even more difficult.

Wen Li started to do it after learning here, watching the little girl tearing her face.

The man chuckled, "It's not like that."

Wen Li didn't lift his head to deny him, "That's it."

"You help me hold this head."

The man lowered his head and looked at the lump of dough that was stuffed into his hand, Wen Li abruptly pulled it out.

He was completely confused, and when he saw him pass this way, he couldn't hold back, and the corners of his lips filled with a smile.

"It's not like that."

Why is this getting more and more mysterious.

Wen Li took two steps back and stopped in front of him with a rare dignified expression.

Seems like this doesn't work.

The smile on Fu Yuxiu's lips couldn't be stopped at all, and he couldn't stop laughing while leaning down on the table.

Her head could calculate the most complex equations and write the most difficult program codes, but she was stumped by such a lump of dough.

"Go out when you're done laughing, don't get in my way."

Hearing her dissatisfied voice, the man straightened up and came to her side, "You don't need to eat noodles. Isn't there a lot of ways to make noodles? Slicing noodles, pulling noodles?"

Some time ago, the two of them watched a food show, and they were indeed attracted by the special snacks from all over the world.

"No, you can't do that with longevity noodles." Wen Li lowered his head and hugged the dough and started researching with perseverance.

Longevity noodles.

Fu Yuxiu was stunned for a while, and then he thought of something.

It's no wonder that this little thing is doing it so seriously, and it doesn't seem irritable. It took a long time to knead the dough several times.

Today is his birthday.

Wen Li, who was pulling noodles with his head down, was suddenly hugged, and the dough in his hand fell on the cooking table.

"Don't be so troublesome." He lowered his head and spoke to Wen Li's ear.

Since his mother passed away, he has not had a birthday for a long time, and some days are not very memorable.

"I've practiced a few times, but there are always problems with the ramen. I'm not a cooking genius. You can't dislike me if it doesn't taste good after a while."

The man held her hand tightly, and his laughter was full of joy.

The tip of his nose rubbed hers affectionately, his eyes full of love, "I don't dare to dislike it."

After tossing for a while, this bowl of longevity noodles was made, and the rest of the dough was pulled into other noodles.

Fei Ran and Lu Min stared at the noodle bowl in front of them the size of a washbasin.

Madam, did the bad noodles make them into noodles? There is a pot on top of this bowl.

"Try it together, too." Wen Li looked at the two and said.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Lu Min and Feiran were not so restrained anymore when they sat down to eat with the boss.

The boss and his wife seem to be people with similar temperaments, but the wife is also hot on the outside and hot on the inside.

It's just sitting together like this, the big pot of noodles was made by the lady herself. If you don't finish it, it seems difficult to explain.

In contrast, the size of the noodle bowl in the house is normal.

"Why, isn't it delicious?" Wen Li looked at the two with a stunned expression.

The man sitting in the main seat raised his eyes, the end of his raised eyes was charming, and his black eyes lightly swept over the two of them.

Lu Min's back suddenly straightened, "No, no."

The look of the master has already explained the problem. If you don't finish eating, the problem will be bigger.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Li leaned over and looked at him expectantly.

Fu Yuxiu took the chopsticks and tasted it, nodding in satisfaction, "It's delicious."

Not only this bowl of longevity noodles, but Wen Li also cooked a table full of dishes.

Lu Min tasted the hot and sour lemon shrimp in front of him, and it was the most suitable for appetizers.

"This is delicious. Madam's craftsmanship is really hard to pick."

Wen Li pushed the same dishes over here, "I've been to a few tropical countries where it's hot all the year round. It's the most appetizing to eat these sour and refreshing things."

When you are in a bad mood, these dishes that can arouse your appetite are the best.

"I like this."

Lu Min ate a few mouthfuls of the hot and sour lemon shrimp in front of him.

I have to say that except for the poor pasta, the dishes are impeccable.

"Eat more." Wen Li put a piece of red wine chicken wings on the plate in front of the man.

The man seemed to be in a good mood. The noodles in the bowl were the best tasting noodles he had ever eaten over the years.

Feiran glanced at the two people across from him, silently stood up with the bowl in hand and turned outside, kicking Lumin's chair before leaving.

Lu Min, who was burying his head in eating noodles, turned his head, looked at Filiang in a confused look, and then looked at the boss and his wife on the opposite side.

He glanced at the dishes on the table reluctantly, put two pieces of meat in the bowl, got up, and followed Fei Ran out the door.

"You've been busy all night, aren't you hungry?" Fu Yuxiu grabbed the chopsticks on the table and shoved them into her hands, "Eat some, and be obedient."

After going out like this today, she probably won't have a good appetite.

Wen Li took his chopsticks and looked at the dishes he made on the table, but he didn't mean to put down chopsticks at all.

The man stared for a while, then reached out and lifted the person to his lap to sit down, put one hand on her waist, and whispered into the girl's ear.

"Aren't you happy today?"

The little girl shook her head and said very seriously, "I'm just thinking of a birthday present for you."

Such a sentence surprised the man. Thinking like this, the man hooked her neck and kissed her chin with one hand.

"Our Li Bao is my best gift."

That frenzied breath rushed towards her face, swallowing all the sweetness in her mouth.

A man who has always been so domineering seems to be unable to control himself today.

The glazed lights in the living room fell on the two of them. The little girl sat on the man's lap and raised her head slightly to endure his violent storm.

The man didn't let go until the back of his ears turned red.

"Happy birthday." Wen Li rested his chin on his shoulder.

You must live a long and healthy life.

"Well, I'm very happy to have Li Bao with me..."

That's enough, it's enough to have this dynasty year after year, and when she looks back, she's still here.

"The noodles are almost full, so hurry up and eat." Wen Li grabbed his hand and put it on the table.

The man obediently picked up the chopsticks. Although the noodles didn't look very good, they tasted really good.

Fei Ran and Lu Min put down the soup bowls. The meal that Madam cooked was delicious, but she couldn't eat so much.

This pot went down, and both of them were broken.

"It's delicious, but I guess it's impossible for me to touch noodles any more these days." Lu Min rubbed his stomach and hiccupped.

Feiran leaned back on the chair, and Lu Min looked back at him relaxed.

"Why don't you hold on at all?"

When did you become a big eater?

Fei Ran lazily looked at the starry sky on the top of the yard, and said slowly, "I put half of the noodles in your bowl when you just went to drink water."

Lu Min almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, so he said why he ate more and more noodles.

In the living room, Wen Li took out the prepared cake from the kitchen. It was a very delicate chocolate cake.

Looks like he made it himself.

"It was sent by Fu Zhiqing at noon." Wen Li explained.

Today's Fu family is in ruins, and there is only one Fu Zhiqing who can remember Fu Yuxiu's birthday.

After all, she also got along with Fu Yuxiu for a while and knew when his birthday was.

Can remember to make a cake and send it to her, which shows her thoughts.

Up to now, Fu Zhiqing's life experience has not been exposed, and Fu Han has acquiesced.

In Gu Shulan's calculation, Fu Zhiqing was not innocent.

Supporting the title of the fourth miss of the Fu family, but not even as a servant, in those days in the Fu family, she had never been comfortable.

Up to now, some things do not need to be said.

This person, who can hurt one less, is one.

"You can't have a birthday without a cake. We lit candles. Make a few wishes."

Wen Li put the candle in and lit it. Fu Yuxiu stood at the table and touched the cold fork and plate in front of him with his fingers.

"Hands together." Wen Li grabbed his hand and gestured, "Close your eyes."

The man obediently closed his eyes, the flickering candlelight floated, and between the light and dark, the handsome face was even more charming.

"I hope our family, Li Bao, can be healthy and happy." The man closed his eyes and made a serious wish, "I have a couple for the rest of my life, and she can always be by my side."

"Life and death are the same coffin."

Wen Li didn't interrupt him when he heard some desire to deviate.

When will this man be the one who makes a wish to God?

He always only believes in himself, but this desire is real.

"It's your birthday." Wen Li reminded him.

The man lowered his head, hooked her waist and kissed her softly, "All my wishes are related to you."

Since Wen Li came to him, naturally she was Fu Yuxiu's world.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Fu."

She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the man's thin waist.

The best Mr. Fu in the world, the best Mr. Fu for her.