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Chapter 2379 Juvenile Fried Kitchen Series

Yang Moyan increased the speed of the car to the extreme, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and barely rushed home in 5 minutes.

As soon as the door was opened, Lin Zhaoxia in the kitchen was still persistently trying to cook a big dish.

Culinary idiots are real, no joke.

Even Lin Zhaoxia followed the tutorial every step of the way, but in the end, it was still a mess.

When Yang Moyan came back, he quickly entered the kitchen, turned off the fire quickly, and was about to pull the boy out.

Seeing Yang Moyan appearing here suddenly, Lin Zhaoxia was quite surprised: "What time is it? Why are you back?"

Yang Moyan sighed: "Stop making trouble, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"That can't be done," Lin Zhaoxia insisted on this matter, "I'm already out of the pot, it's almost there!"

Yang Moyan took a deep breath and told himself to calm down. Since the little boyfriend is going to cook, he has to help.

So he took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and said, "I'll help you, let's do it together."

"OK." Lin Zhaoxia nodded, wishing someone would come to help her, she was really in a hurry.

However, even with Young Master Yang personally present online to direct... Lin Zhaoxia was still in a hurry, and finally threw the half-cut potatoes in her hand, and directly pulled Yang Moyan out of the kitchen.

Yang Moyan smiled lowly: "It's so difficult to cook, just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you."

Lin Zhaoxia was listless, nestled on the sofa and didn't want to move: "The tutorial is obviously correct, and the steps are also correct, why can't it be done well?"

She really couldn't figure it out, she was so depressed to death.

Yang Moyan suppressed a smile, because he didn't want to comment.

My little boyfriend is excellent in everything, but he has no skill points except for cooking.

The two were still talking, and Yang Moyan heard some voices from the kitchen.

It was buzzing, and I don't know which appliance in the kitchen made the sound.

Yang Moyan turned to look at Lin Zhaoxia: "Did you hear that? What is this?"

Lin Zhaoxia obviously heard it too, and nodded: "Yes, I don't know anything? Why don't we go and have a look?"

As soon as the voice fell, the two stood up directly.

But before he took two steps, Lin Zhaoxia's face suddenly changed: "It's broken, maybe it's the rice cooker..."

Yang Moyan frowned: "What?"

Lin Zhaoxia: "I said... I even cooked rice."

Before the words were finished, there was a bang in the kitchen... Billows of thick smoke followed.

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

Yang Moyan: "..."

Yang Moyan put a blank face, looked in the direction of the kitchen, then at Lin Zhaoxia, and suddenly raised his hand to pat her on the shoulder, with a blank face, full of complicated emotions in his heart.

However, both of them hadn't eaten yet, Lin Zhaoxia was discouraged, and didn't even have the motivation to go out to eat, let alone takeaway.

Yang Moyan rummaged through the refrigerator, Lin Zhaoxia had used more than half of the vegetables in it, let alone raw ones, now the kitchen was bombed, and nothing could be done.

Finally, at the bottom of the refrigerator, I found two boxes of instant noodles.

Yang Moyan took it out with a complicated face. There are still two flavors of instant noodles: chicken stewed with mushrooms, and eggs with tomatoes.

He found the hot water in the restaurant, soaked the instant noodles neatly, and slid Lin Zhaoxia over from the sofa five minutes later: "Let's eat instant noodles, what flavor do you like? Chicken stewed with mushrooms, eggs and tomatoes."

(End of this chapter)