Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Two Strands of Hair
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The delicate and soft appearance was obviously Morgan’s.
Adrian carefully removed the two strands of hair without waking up Morgan. He then took out a handkerchief from his suit, wrapped the two strands of hair carefully, and put them away.
With light footsteps, he left the bedroom and closed the door for Morgan. The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
Cindy spread plum sauce all over the surface of the chicken before putting it into the rotating oven to roast.
While the chicken was roasting, she took out the soy milk machine and made some soy milk.
Then, she put the cleaned crucian carp in a frying pan, fried both sides until golden brown, and put it into a casserole with a few pieces of tofu to slowly simmer over low heat.
The soup gradually turned white, but as time passed, the amount of soup decreased.
At this moment, the soy milk came in handy.
Cindy occasionally added some soy milk to the casserole, making the taste even richer and the color creamier.
Afterwards, she washed three oranges, planning to make Crab Stuffed Orange.
This was her first time making it, and she didn’t know how good it would taste.
Thinking of Adrian’s culinary empire, Cindy became a bit nervous, “Yes, this is my first time making it. Would you like a taste?”
Now, Cindy felt like she was showing off her skills in front of an expert.
Even though Adrian did not cook himself, he had a lot of knowledge about food.
Adrian took food very seriously.
“Alright.” Adrian smiled, lifted the orange lid and took a bite of the crab meat.
The crab meat was warm, mixed with the rich fragrance of crab roe and the jelly-like texture of crab paste.
Soon after, the sour and sweet taste of the orange spread in his mouth, while the vinegar and sweet wine balanced the richness of the crab paste and crab roe.
“Hmm?” Adrian was surprised, feeling the popping bubbles in his mouth. He searched the crab meat, “Is it orange flesh?”
“Yes, I separated the orange flesh into individual pieces and mixed it in. This way, the texture is more delicate, and you’ll experience the sensation of popping bubbles unexpectedly.” Cindy explained with a smile.
Adrian didn’t say whether it tasted good or not, leaving Cindy feeling anxious.
He then calmly served Cindy and Morgan a bowl of fish soup each before serving himself.
After that, under Cindy’s nervous yet expectant gaze, Adrian took a sip.
“The soup has a rich bean flavor with a fresh and rich taste. There’s no fishy smell.” Adrian relaxed his eyebrows, seemingly enjoying the soup, “The color of the soup is whiter than usual..”