Chapter 149 Is Salt Enough

   After touching the kitchen, he started looking for noodles.

  Meet the needs, Fu Shiyan’s kitchen has everything available, freshly made noodles, small greens, and cut meat, as well as neatly laid out eggs.

  Chi Mi’s eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he rolled up his sleeves and did it.

  Fu Shiyan who came after:...

  He felt that he could still struggle a bit.

   "Anyway, I will come."

With a long leg and a step forward, the man’s tall figure immediately blocked the girl’s petite body. Chi Wei raised his head somewhat uncomfortably. Only then did he succeed in meeting Fu Shiyan’s eyes, with some dissatisfaction: "Today is your birthday. , There is no reason to let you do it?"

  Speaking, Chi Wei ignored Fu Shiyan’s reaction and already added water to the pot.

   "..." Fu Shiyan's mouth twitched again.

   But seeing that Chi Wei didn't mean to give up, his eyebrows jumped fiercely, and finally gave up the struggle.

  It’s just the next bowl of noodles, just put a la carte, it shouldn’t be a problem...?

  Chi Wei, who is not a problem, opened Baidu strictly before cooking.

  As mentioned above, boil the water first, and then put the noodles.

  Everything looks orderly.

  Except, that is incredible salt.

  I put six spoons of salt in the pond, and my brows frowned slightly: Baidu did not say how much salt should be put in it. There is only one sentence, please add it according to your personal taste.

   Thinking of this, Chi Wei still turned his head, politely looked at Fu Shiyan aside, and asked: "Is it enough?"

   "Not enough, you can put a few more spoons."

   "…………"

  Fu Shiyan is another meal.

  He hesitated.

  Hesitation is to want.

Chi Wei's mind unconsciously showed the teachings of the old men in the laboratory to her. He nodded in general understanding, and dug several spoonfuls more politely. Then he continued, turned his head, and looked at Fu Shiyan with concern: "Is it enough? ?"

  Fu Shiyan:...

  He is not enough.

  He is enough.

The man thought in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change at all. Except for the diminished pupils, he couldn't see anything wrong. In the end, he met Chi Wei's caring gaze and slightly nodded: "Enough. "

   "Oh." Chi Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

  Continue your longevity noodles.

  In addition to the dishes, some shrimp and eggs are added.

  The moment the eggshell was knocked open, Chi Wei separated the egg white and the egg white with some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then put it in.

  Fu Shiyan:...

  The man still kept a proper smile on his face, his gaze fell on Chi Wei's body, watching her pouring out the noodles, and suddenly he missed the porridge that night.

  At this moment.

  In the large living room, everyone is rare to be quiet. Some people even craned their necks curiously and kept looking towards the kitchen, but no one dared to disturb.

   "I listened to what Professor Chi said, I cooked for Shao Fu before? God, what have we all missed?"

   "Professor Chi, a person with a high IQ, I am afraid that cooking a meal is not ordinary delicious. If I can eat a bite of the meal she cooked, I will be considered as having no regrets in this life..."

"envy……"

During the conversation, the kitchen door was opened.

  This bowl of longevity noodles was brought out by Fu Shiyan himself, and Chi Wei had already untied his apron, his expression faint.

  Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the bowl of noodles.

  Do you think this is a bowl of ordinary noodles?

  No, this is the noodle made by Professor Chi himself.

  Everyone's gaze becomes more intense, and the envious gaze is so unconcealed.

  Fu Shiyan:...

  (End of this chapter)