Chapter 867

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Mo Bei couldn't see this side.

I finally had a chance to deal with the half-cut eggplant.

There was a rhythmic sound as the blade rose and fell.

Once again, Mr. Feng glanced sideways.

It seemed that the young man was wearing an apron. Like his grandson, he was somewhat tidy, so he put it on when he was cooking noodles.

Now, Mr. Feng raised his eyebrows, and there was some light in his eyes.

Then, he lowered his eyes and took a sip of the pear soup in the water glass.

Surprisingly it's not very sweet, but rather refreshing.

It's not like Mr. Feng has never had pear soup before, but it's rare to find something with this taste.

Involuntarily, Mr. Feng took another sip.

It was definitely different from what he usually drank.

Unknowingly, Mr. Feng's pear soup has bottomed out.

Cat, Cat and Bear finally found the topic: "Grandpa, this pear soup is delicious. My brother specially made it for our eldest son. Mint is added to the pears, which is said to clear away heat and reduce fire. My eldest son has a weak constitution and gets colds in winter, but If you just drink pear soup, the boss doesn’t seem to like it, my brother said that, and then he thought of this trick.”

Mr. Feng didn't say anything. After all, it was really embarrassing to raise a grandson who was picky about food and gave everyone a headache.

But usually,

If his grandson doesn't like it, he just won't touch it and won't say it out loud.

The boy actually knew Nair's preferences so quickly.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mr. Feng smelled a fragrance that made people excited.

It was Mo Bei who put oil in the wok, put onions, ginger, and garlic in the bottom, along with diced semi-fatty lean meat, and was frying it back and forth.

Even with the smoking machine on, the scent is irresistible.

After the diced meat turns golden, the diced eggplant is also put into the pot and fried again.

The fragrant cats, cats and bears can’t help but drool.

If there were no guests, he would definitely run into the kitchen.

Mr. Feng sat calmly, but he never looked away.

Mo Bei had already turned on the second stove at this time, put the cooking pot on it, added water and waited for it to boil.

The other hand took a bag of sweet noodle sauce, tore it open and put it into the frying pan.

Then, he took another can of Coke and put almost a quarter of it in.

Then the lid was put on the pot.

But this is the most fragrant time.

Cat, Cat, and Bear listened to the roaring sound of the little fire and couldn't bear it anymore, so they asked: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Fried sauce." After Mo Bei said these two words, he first downed a bag of noodles, and after a pause, he downed half a bag.

Mr. Feng was watching there, subconsciously thinking that the family hadn't made fried noodles for a long time, but they made a lot of dishes every day.

However, this child should be as old as his grandson.

Can you also make soybean noodles?

Is it authentic?

It's definitely not authentic, otherwise why would there be Coke in it.

Mr. Feng was thinking about it, but he didn't control his eyes, because the smell was really attractive.

As he smelled it, Mr. Feng actually felt hungry.

At this time, Mo Bei just opened the lid of the pot.

The diced meat has been soaked through, the skin is red and shiny, and the aroma is stronger.

Mo Bei stir-fried twice and then went to look at the other pot of water. At this time, the noodles had already come out. She picked up the chopsticks, as if to test the softness and hardness. After confirming, she put the few remaining bean sprouts in. Went inside, fished it out as soon as we entered, and put it together with the noodles in a large cold water glass bowl next to it.

Next, divide into three small bowls.

After frying the meat sauce, I made some scallion oil.

When poured on the noodles, there is still a sound...

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