"Hey? Did you make something delicious?" Yin Ya looked at Yuanzhou curiously. You should know that Yuan Mutou she knew was a very self-disciplined person. It was absolutely rare to hold on like this.

Of course, as he spoke, Yin Ya still poured a cup of warm water for Yuanzhou and placed it next to him.

"Well... I'm so full of noodles." Yuanzhou replied.

"?" Yin Ya's mind was full of question marks, and she asked again: "How much did she eat?"

"About half a pound." Yuanzhou found that Yin Ya looked at him with the eyes of the fool, and his heart suddenly broke out, and he could not destroy his image as a male god in Xiaoya's heart, so he immediately explained: "I have been studying new pasta recently, and I have eaten so much after trying the taste."

Yin Ya asked curiously: "With your cooking skills and taste of noodles, you have to try it so many times."

"It's not the taste. In fact, I made the taste the first time I cooked it. It's mainly a small problem with the technique, but I've solved it!" Yuanzhou said.

"Since it's not the taste, but just the technique, why don't you practice the technique directly and eat noodles?" Yin Ya came from the torture of her soul.

Yuanzhou looked at the Kong Kong Bowl and then watched the video he recorded on his mobile phone.

Stayed.
Chapter completed!