Chapter 1 Cooking skills are overturned

Nangong Yao felt the back prick again.

He hurriedly pushed Lin Mo in, "Mo Mo, I'm so hungry, you can make breakfast quickly."

Lin Mo touched the bridge of his nose, "Okay."

She entered the kitchen, and Mrs. Zhang was already waiting.

Mrs. Zhang wiped her hands on her apron, "Miss, the dishes are ready and the rice is cooked. Do you need me to make any more?"

"You're almost fried all the dishes." Lin Mo smiled, "Sister Zhang, hurry up and go and have a rest. Go and play with my grandma to play with the child. I'll cook a dish very quickly."

Mrs. Zhang actually hadn’t seen the lady cooking. When she was in the Lin family, there were servants.

Later, in the countryside, the old lady cooked.

She also wants to see Lin Molu.

Lin Mo took out his mobile phone, searched for the method of stir-frying eggplant, turned on the gas, and started to work...

Half an hour later.

A table of dishes is ready.

Three dishes and one soup, one fried beans with eggplant, one poached egg with green peppers, one stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, and one winter melon and rib soup.

She was full of fighting spirit, but Mrs. Zhang, who was at the door, couldn't help sneezing, "It's a bit choking..."

Nangong Yao smelled the smell and felt a little bad.

The green pepper poached egg had a lot of black residue inside, and the peppers were also pitch black. He pointed to the dish and hesitated, "This green pepper seems a little black."

"This is a tiger-skin green pepper, made specifically." Lin Mo sat down, "It's normal to be a little dark."

"This is more choking and delicious."

Nangong Yao pondered: "Really?"

He didn't know anything else, but he was still very good at cooking, but seeing Mo Mo for granted it.

He couldn't help but wonder whether he was unprofessional or Mo Mo was unprofessional...

Li Guihua held the child and frowned, "Mo Mo, the color of this eggplant seems a bit uneven, as if it is not cooked."

"No, I fry it for a long time." Lin Mo said, picking up a chopsticks of eggplant for grandma, "Try it, the beans are also very tender."

Li Guihua hesitated.

Old Mrs. Qin sat aside, looking at the three dishes and one soup, and fell silent.

It is worthy of being my granddaughter, and this meal is made...the same dark food as myself.

Lin Mo smiled and loved to Old Lady Qin, "Grandma, don't just watch it, don't be polite, eat it, come and try the beef brisket, it should be very appetizing."

Li Guihua took the lead in moving her chopsticks, Nangong Yao followed by Old Lady Qin last.

After the three of them tasted it, they all fell into a tacit silence.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Lin Mo picked up a chopsticks of eggplant himself. It tasted very chewy, but it was not very cooked... It was a raw eggplant, which had a weird taste.

She realized that this dish was really not delicious.

"I clearly followed the tutorial, why is it wrong?"

Lin Mo ate the others again, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

She silently took out her cell phone, ordered three takeouts online, and then folded her hands on the table.

"It's a bit of a mess, but it should be edible if it's hot. But we won't eat this today."

"The takeaway will arrive soon, wait a moment."

She touched her chin, "It's all following the tutorial, how could this happen."

"The tutorial is different from the actual operation." Mrs. Zhang smiled, "But Miss, don't be discouraged. This eggplant is difficult to fry. It must be fried first before it will taste delicious." ωωw..net

"That's too troublesome."

Nangong Yao looked at Lin Mo's entangled face and found it funny and helpless.

After all, Momo did not fry the kitchen, but the cooking was really not delicious.

No big problem.

While waiting for the takeaway stall, Nangong Yao took a photo of the deadly three dishes and one soup and posted it in a group chat.

After seeing this, the other eleven people expressed envy.

Nangong Yao laughed softly, leaned against the chair and replied to their message.

[Mo Mo's craftsmanship is extremely dark. If anyone wants to eat, I will pack it and ask someone to send it there]

Everyone else was silent.

No one accepted such "good intention".

【Shengcang: No one is perfect】

[Feng Zhaoning: The food is too dark. Eating too much causes cancer. Keep it for you to eat]

[Cheng Zhiyuan: It looks very similar to the dishes in the elementary school cafeteria, it looks very chaotic]

[Su Yunzhou: I have done everything, so I can't waste it. Nangong Yao, don't waste it at all]

[Fu Yucheng: This blessing is not needed]

[Sui Jin: The food is worse than my meal in this broken place/Picture]

[Dongfang Bai: It's done very well, but don't let her do it next time]

【Si Yechen: Some food wasted】

[Mo Ye: Mo Mo is going to poison you]

【Gu Lingshen:... Eating hurts the body]

【Yeyu: If it were me, I would eat it】

Nangong Yao looked at the information in a row and saw the last one, he couldn't help but smack his tongue, "When Yeyu moves, he is like a dog licking, and he is convinced. Little Green Tea!"

Lin Mo suspiciously snatched Nangong Yao's phone, and his face changed, "Okay, you actually said that to me, it's too much!"

She pinched Nangong Yao hard on his arm, then took a photo of him and sent him a group chat when he was beaten in a mess.

【Angry, I'm really angry!】

The group was silent.

[Yeyu: They are too much, it's all Nangong Yao's fault, he shouldn't have made fun of you]

[Cheng Zhiyuan: Yes, right, right, it is Nangong Yao’s fault!]

[Su Yunzhou: Uh, he just deserves a beating, Mo Mo, don't let him go]

Lin Mo ignored this indirect message and put down his cell phone to teach Nangong Yao a lesson.

Old Mrs. Qin thought it was very fun to see, so she never smiled, "Oh, Mo Mo is so amazing, and it's not delicious to cook, so it's a chance to show yourself."

"If Mo Mo knew everything, wouldn't he need to find a man?"

Nangong Yao: "Yes, I cook for her, but she was already angry."

Lin Mo was angry and put his hips on his hips, "Who asked you to cook for me? Let's go!"

Nangong Yao sat alone at the edge of the night with grievance.

Even if he tried to get close, he would be scraped back by Lin Mo's eyes.

It's really difficult...

The takeaway arrived soon, and everyone had a meal.

Only Nangong Yao was pitifully guarding the failed three dishes and one soup, and eating dried rice, his heart was broken.

Old Mrs. Qin did not forget to insert the knife: "Xiaoyao, don't look at us, people should know how to cherish what they have in front of them, right?"

"Although this takeaway is delicious, it is still unhealthy. It is not as good as the food made by Mo Mo himself."

"Is that true?" Nangong Yao held the bowl, "Then old lady, come and eat with me, don't waste it."

"Oh, I'm old and don't compete with young people!" Old Mrs. Qin waved her hand, "Eat slowly."

Lin Mo always felt strange when he listened to their conversation. She suspected that the third brother and the old lady knew each other.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have spoken so well.

Lin Mo glanced at Nangong Yao, then looked at Old Lady Qin.
Chapter completed!