In the face of Zhang Ya's unreasonable request, Wan Xingzong's face will turn green. He was interrupted by Wan Jiazhu just when he wanted to open his mouth and refuse.

"Xingzong, your aunt asked you to fry an egg for her to eat, which is not too much." The master looked at Wan Xingzong and said.

"Not too much." Wan Xingzong bit his teeth and said, "but Grandpa, I can't."

Where did he cook.

"No way to learn." The master turned to look at the servant behind him and said, "can you fry eggs?"

"Yes." The servant nodded, and he would still be able to serve this basic dish.

"Then teach him." Said the master.

"Ah?" The servant was stunned. He went to teach wanxingzong?

"Go." The master of ten thousand families ordered coldly.

"Yes..." The servant then went to wanxingzong and felt Alexander.

"Hurry up, I'm still hungry." Zhang Ya said.

“……” Wan Xingzong clenched his fist on his side.

"Er..." The servant swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "first beat the eggs." Say to want to reach for egg.

"Let you teach, not let you do it." Zhang Ya said.

“……” The servant's hand froze in the air and then timidly took it back.

Wan Xingzong glared at Zhang Ya, then reached out to get the egg.

"Just knock at the edge of the bowl, then break the eggshell and let the egg slip into the bowl." Said the servant.

Wan Xingzong took the egg and knocked it hard at the edge of the bowl. The thick egg white overflowed. The whole egg was pasted on his hand, which was disgusting.

"Don't use too much force..." The servant added weakly.

This time wanxingzong's face is really green. His hand is sticky. The egg white is left along his hand. It's really not general nausea.

"Start over." Zhang Ya said.

Wanxingzong took a deep breath and picked up the kitchen tissue beside him to wipe off the egg liquid on his hand and then picked up an egg. This time, his action was much lighter.

Stir the egg mixture and cut the onion. Looking at the green onion cut by wanxingzong, it's hard to see. All the people at the scene feel that the picture is a little spicy.

Cut the onion and heat the oil in the pan, then continue to mix the egg.

Looking at wanxingzong's busy appearance, Zhang Yacai gradually smiled: "don't forget that I want to add the scrambled eggs with milk."

After listening, the servant instructed Wan Xingzong to pour milk into the egg liquid: "put less, put less."

“……” Wanxingzong thinks that the whole person is not good. He's not so tired to kill people. Why is it so hard to fry an egg!

It's not easy to wait until the oil boils, put the onion in, take the water on the onion, once in the pot, the oil splashes out of the pot, and burns to wanxingzong's hand.

"Hiss." Taking a breath of cold air, Wan Xingzong felt a pain on the back of his hand and wrist.

"Be careful of hot spots..." The servant added, again weak.

"Can't you say it earlier!" Wan Xingzong shouted.

"I'll say it earlier next time." The servant said, "young master, please stir fry. The onion is going to paste."

Wanxingzong began to stir fry carefully again.

The nervous expression and action of being afraid of oil avalanche made Wan Xingke cover her mouth and smile, and the corner of the mouth of the master of the family was also raised.

"You can pour the eggs." "Slow down," said the servant

Wanxingzong took the beaten egg liquid and poured it in.

"When it's formed, turn it over. When it's caked, it's cooked and ready to be filled." The servant carefully wipes off the sweat on his head. Really, it's too tired to teach others how to cook, especially for such a big young master.

"Hoo..." Finally, Wan Xingzong put the scrambled egg plate on the table and looked at Zhang Ya: "eat it."

"No." Zhang Ya shook his head.

"You!" Wan Xingzong can't control his mood. He's fried eggs for the first time in his life!

"Xiaoya, I'm glad to stir fry it for you. Please have a taste." The master looked at Zhang Ya and said.

"No." Zhang Ya shook his head.

"Don't go too far!" Wan Xingzong said in a cold voice, "I cook for myself. What else do you want?"

"Did you put salt?" Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xingzong and asked.

"What?" Wan Xingzong looked at the servant for a moment.

"I I forgot when I was nervous. " The servant swallowed a mouthful of saliva and forgot to put salt in his cooking, which was not a strange thing, but it was a fatal thing at this time.

"Redo." "Until I'm satisfied," Zhang said

“……” Wan Xingzong squeezed his fist and squeezed a word out of his teeth: "OK."

After that, I did it again. This time I did a good job, at least more than the last time I had a model. However, the action of the oil dodging idea is still funny.

Once again, make a pan of scrambled eggs. Wan Xingzong looks at Zhang Ya. This time, if Zhang Ya is still in trouble, he will turn his face.

Zhang Ya picked up the chopsticks and tasted: "the taste is barely edible. Let's do that. I forgive you."

"Thank you." Don't mention that Wan Xingzong's expression is funny.

"You go back to rest." The master looked at Wan Xingzong and said.

"Yes." Wanxingzong just left the kitchen.

When he came to the kitchen door, the owner said to him, "little Ya is my daughter. Today's business, I hope it's the last time."

"I see." Wanxingzong clenched his fist on his side and left the kitchen. Then wanxingzong went straight up the stairs and left.

Zhang Ya was deeply moved when he heard the words of the Lord.

"Little ya, go back to rest as soon as you are full." The master smiled at Zhang Ya and said.

"Yes." Zhang Ya said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry to wake you up so late."

"Nothing." The master said, "this is your home, little ya. Whoever dares to bully you, just tell me that I can't let my daughter be bullied again."

“……” Zhang Ya sips her mouth and has an impulse to cry. She bears this clean feeling and nods: "good night."

"Good night." The master nodded his head and signaled the servant to push his wheelchair away.

Only wanxingke and zhangya were left in the kitchen. Wanxingke came to zhangya and said, "are you scared?"

"Yes." Zhang Ya quickly took a few bites of scrambled eggs and dragged Wan Xingke upstairs. After entering Wan Xingke's room, Zhang Yacai asked, "how can you appear in the kitchen?" "When I was sleeping, I felt as if someone had passed by on the balcony, and I woke up in a flash." Wan Xingke said: "after pushing open the window and looking at someone for a long time, I saw that the light in your room was still on. Then I went to your room to find you. As a result, you were not there. When I went downstairs, I saw the kitchen

when the light was on, I went to have a look. I heard you talking." "Well." Zhang Ya nodded her head. It seems that Wan Xinghao alerted her when she passed by the balcony of Wan Xingke, and just helped herself.