Lin Shi vaguely felt that he had discovered something.
Chi Yu's expression and gaze, compared to when he was breaking his hand, seemed like a completely different person.
"Brother Yu, you..." The words of doubt were on the tip of his tongue, but Chi Yu only left him with a back view and went straight into the kitchen.
...
This morning, because Chi Yu was the first to cook noodles, it disrupted Yao Tao's breakfast plan, so they all ended up making noodles, which was simple and convenient.
You couldn't cook too much in one pot, as some people hadn't eaten yet; the pot Chi Yu saw when he came in was the third batch.
"Sister Yao, are the noodles done?"
Chi Yu walked in and asked.
Yao Tao looked up from her busyness, saw that it was Chi Yu who had returned, and replied, "Two more minutes."
"Okay."
The basic seasonings for cooking noodles were simple; cilantro was indispensable.
