Chapter 732

Mo Boyuan didn't say anything more. He carefully picked up the packaged shrimp and looked at it. He probably wanted to find the instructions.

Unfortunately, there is nothing on it.

"I'll go out and ask. You stay still."

"Well."

In the yard.

Mo Boyuan asked the staff, but most of them are men. How can you understand this?

"I don't know."

"Brother Mo, I don't know."

When a man is at home, either his mother or his wife is waiting on him. A gentleman is far away from cooking. Understand?

Moboyuan asked for a circle, and finally found a female staff member to ask about the method.

Then he went back to the place where he had taken the food and met the Ye family and his son.

"Uncle Mo, good morning."

"Good morning, stone."

"Mo director, aren't you the first? Why are you back? " Ye Hao is good at everything, but he talks a little more.

Mo Boyuan has been used to it since yesterday:

"come and find some ginger and onion."

Ye Hao Yisheng:

"does Mo Dao know ginger and onion?"

But the prince, who really does not eat people's fireworks, should not know him?

But this time, Ye Hao is really wrong.

Although Mo Boyuan can't do these things, he still knows them.

Can Mohist allow their children to make jokes after going out?

Under the eyes of Ye Hao and his son, Mo Boyuan accurately grabbed a handle of ginger, a few garlic, and a handful of green onions. When he passed Ye Hao, he deliberately raised his hand and left.

...

in room 5, when Mo Boyuan came back, he went directly into the kitchen next to him. The kitchen was also connected with tap water. He found out that the knives, choppers, dishes and dishes were washed before they were put on the table.

Then he began to make ginger, scallion and garlic. After finishing, he found a pot and washed it with water. After that, he took half a pot of water and put it on the stove and opened fire.

With water and electricity, it's really more convenient.

At least, you don't have to look for firewood to make a fire.

It's really...

we have to thank the state's poverty alleviation policy in recent years, which has enabled most rural areas all over the country to have access to water and electricity, and the muddy roads that were once difficult to walk have been paved with cement pavement.

After pouring more than half of the ginger and a few onions into the pot, he called to the room not far away:

"Mo Zhining, bring the things here."

When the little guy heard the noise in the room, he quickly took a bag of noodles and a box of shrimps on the table:

"here you are, Dad."

After that, moboyuan put the shrimps on the chopping board, and then cut open the box with a knife, as well as the vacuum filled plastic bag inside.

There are about ten shrimps in the whole box.

Mo Boyuan also all threw down the pot, and then looked at the wrist watch time.

Don't look forward to it.

It's cooked anyway.

Don't ask so much.

The little guy took it seriously:

"when will it be ready, dad?" Ask.

Ask to ask, saliva is about to flow out.

I really want to eat. I'm so hungry.

Mo Boyuan's eyes turned white:

"fifteen minutes later."

It should be about.

The little guy broke his fingers and calculated how long it was for 15 minutes, but he broke it for a long time, but he didn't make it clear.

One minute sixty seconds, fifteen minutes how many seconds?

It's too much more than I know now.

See not clear, villain also don't tangle, obediently standing on one side looking at Dad.

Mo Bo Yuan's mouth is hook, in fact, suddenly feel, this is also good.

It's not the same feeling as usual.

It's tiring, but it's acceptable.

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