When Xiu Ze came to the kitchen, he was immediately dumbfounded because there was already a chef in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the two of them.
"Young Master Xiu, breakfast will be ready soon.”When the chef saw Xiuze come in, he thought that he was hungry and came to eat, so he immediately said.
" Wait." Xiu Ze stopped the chef from making breakfast.
"Young Master, what's the matter?" This was a foreign chef, and at this moment, he was making breakfast that foreigners liked to eat. Xiuze, who was used to eating Chinese youtiao, steamed buns, and soy milk, was not used to it.
Before he transmigrated, bread and milk were his food. Only Chinese food could be called breakfast!
"Do you know how to cook Chinese food?" Xiu Ze asked the blonde foreigner.
"Chinese food, oh no, Young Master, I'm a Michelin three-star chef, but I can't cook Chinese food.”
" Oh, then you can go. I'll do it myself." Xiu Ze didn't care how many Michelin stars you had. If you didn't know how to cook Chinese food, then what the hell were you doing here in China?
"You want to do it yourself?" The chef was very surprised to hear Xiu Ze's words. He had been a chef here for a few years, but he had never seen Xiu Ze cook. He even suspected that the nephew of the world's richest man knew how to cut vegetables!
"Why? Are you very suspicious?" Xiuze looked at the chef with an unfriendly gaze, feeling that he was being looked down upon. What a joke. Before he transmigrated, he was a single dog who lived alone. What life skills did he not know? How could making breakfast be difficult for him?
"Oh, I don't dare. Then, Young Master, do you need my help?”
"No need. Go do your work."
"Alright," she said.
Xiuze chased the chef away and immediately cast his gaze towards the kitchen. This kitchen was very big, comparable to the kitchen of a large hotel. Xiuze quickly found all the ingredients and tools he needed.
When Su Yueli went downstairs to the dining room, Xiuze was wearing an apron as he moved breakfast outside.
Su Yueli looked at Xiuze's attire and could not help but be stunned." Little Ze, what are you doing?”
"Aunty, breakfast is ready. I'll bring it up immediately.”
"Are you making breakfast?" This time, Su Yueli was even more surprised. She had raised Xiuze since he was young, and she had never hired anyone to teach him how to cook. When did Xiuze learn how to make breakfast? This made her very puzzled.
"Yes, have a seat first. Breakfast will be served soon.”
Xiuze did not sense anything strange about Su Yueli, as if he had forgotten that the original Xiuze did not know this life skill!
When the table full of breakfast was presented to Su Yueli, her small mouth was slightly agape, and she was in disbelief.
A stack of small steamed buns, exquisite and delicate. A stack of fried dough sticks, shining with golden light. Two bowls of soy milk, soy sauce, and chopped green onions were added. The fragrance was overflowing. There were also two bowls of millet porridge and a stack of salted vegetables!
"Aunty, try my cooking. I didn't want to cook the millet porridge, but I didn't know if you liked greasy things like youtiao, so I cooked the millet porridge. I just got someone to buy these pickles. They taste good.”Xiuze pointed at the dining table, feeling very pleased with himself.
"Did you do all this?" Su Yueli asked again.
"That idiot, Tang Sen, doesn't know how to make a Chinese breakfast, so I have to do it myself. Aunty, try it. This is much better than those foreign desserts.”
"But when did you learn how to make breakfast?”
Xiu Ze was stunned by the question, but then he remembered. Damn, the original Xiu Ze didn't know how to cook. However, Xiuze quickly reacted," Oh, I just started learning. I see that you're always eating foreign food. That's not good. The sweetness is too high. You should eat our Chinese breakfast."”
"Yes, I didn't dote on you for nothing." When Su Yueli heard that, a bright smile immediately appeared on her face. She picked up her chopsticks and took a small steamed bun to her mouth to take a bite.
Instantly, Su Yueli's expression changed again, and she glared at Xiu Ze.
Being stared at by Su Yueli like that, Xiuze was shocked and thought to himself,'Could it be that it tastes bad? No way. Even if my cooking isn't delicious, it shouldn't be that bad, right?'”
"Aunty, isn't it delicious?" Xiu Ze asked weakly.
Su Yueli looked at Xiuze." Did you really do this?”
"Mm." Xiuze nodded again.
"Little Ze, you're amazing. This is so delicious. It's better than any soup dumplings I've eaten anywhere else!”Su Yueli's expression suddenly changed, and she stuffed the remaining soup dumplings into her mouth. While she was still eating, the chopsticks in her hand had already reached out.
"Mmm, this is delicious too!"
"Ah, the soy milk is delicious!"
"The millet porridge is too delicious. The salted vegetables are a failure!”
When Xiuze saw Su Yueli sweep the breakfast on the table to the side, he was shocked! He looked at Su Yueli in disbelief. Was this still Su Yueli? It couldn't be that exaggerated, right? What had Su Yueli not eaten before? How could she be like this?
Xiuze suddenly couldn't believe his eyes. He stretched out his chopsticks and threw the last soup dumpling into his mouth. Xiuze's eyes almost popped out!
"It's too f * cking delicious!" Xiuze roared in his heart. Was this still his f * cking culinary skills? It didn't even look like food that he had cooked himself. Xiu Ze immediately reached out his chopsticks to the other dishes!
"Delicious!"
"Delicious!"
"It's so delicious! Salted vegetables are a failure!"
When Xiuze finished the rest of the breakfast, he felt that he must have been possessed by the God of Cooking. How could he make such delicious food?
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