Chapter 2004

Night Hong helpless, can only his origin and ginger elephant said once.

"From home?"

Jiang Xiangxiang frowned impatiently and murmured in a low voice: "I shouldn't have promised to rent the third floor to Zhou Xiaoba at the beginning. I'll bring some messy people here!"

Although the voice is small, it is clearly heard by night Hong.

Inexplicably turned into a mess of people, let Night Hong a burst of crying and laughing.

But at the same time, Yehong was a little surprised.

He had thought that Jiang elephant was also a chef hired by the Yan group. He never thought that the real owner of the drunk house seemed to be the ginger elephant.

No wonder he was so free in the shop. After all, he was the boss.

Yehong is still thinking here, but Jiang elephant has already swearing out of the store door, do not know where to go.

In the face of this strange old man, Yehong had to shake his head in dismay, and raise his feet to go back to the kitchen.

Yesterday's seafood noodle meal is really indescribable, so Yehong plans to cook breakfast in person.

In the back kitchen, Jiang Yi is cooking a pot of porridge.

But while he was boiling, he turned his back to the door and waved his fists and feet from time to time.

Before going to sleep last night, Leng Feng was pestered by two people and taught them a few tricks.

's first contact with Gu Wu's Jiang Yi and Tasca seemed to have found a new world, and he had been awake all night.

In the middle of the night, Yehong can hear the voice of two people practicing downstairs.

I didn't expect to get up early in the morning. Jiang Yi is still practicing here.

"Cough."

Night Hong a light cough, Jiang Yi scared a big jump.

If he could barely treat Yehong as a peer yesterday, he couldn't do it today.

Because even he and Tuska's master Leng Feng showed full respect for Yehong, so he and Tuska also became awed by Yehong.

"You get up early, Mr. night."

He scratched the back of his head shyly. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Mr. night, are you hungry? Reading, fiction www.dushula.net

I'll cook the noodles for you

Ye Hong pointed to the boiling porridge and said, "isn't there ready-made porridge? No more noodles. "

Yehong really didn't want to eat the seafood noodles for a second time.

"How can this work?"

Jiang Yi repeatedly waved his hand and said anxiously, "this is our internal staff meal. How can we treat you guests?

Just a moment, please. I'll cook you some noodles right away

"No more." Night Hong shook his head and came to the stove.

Seeing ye Hong pull up his sleeves and go to the refrigerator to get the ingredients, Jiang Yi is stunned and suddenly understands: "Mr. Ye, do you also know how to cook?"

"A little bit."

Night Hong head also does not answer a way, hand continues to select food ingredients in the refrigerator.

There is not much in the refrigerator, just a little home cooked meat and accessories.

The most valuable part may be the frozen calf.

"Oh, well, I'll help move the porridge away."

Jiang Yi thinks Yehong wants to make something for himself, so he has to remove the pot of porridge.

But night Hong is a light smile: "no, today to eat porridge, we eat together."

Jiang Yi scratched his head again.

Since they all eat porridge, who will make a difference?

When he was wondering, he saw Ye Hong pick up the knife on the stove and began to deal with the ingredients.

"Dudu Dudu --"

the blade of the knife falls evenly on the cutting board, like the sound of horse's hooves on the grassland.

But...

Jiang Yi's eyes were straight, and he exclaimed, "is this too fast?"