A tall figure was surrounded by several people. These people were constantly coughing, and some people kept saying, "Three Young Master, Three Young Master, turn around at this time, yes, turn off the heat, salt, and add some salt."

Gu Qibao blinked in confusion and kept stirring up the smoke with his hands. It was a terrible sight in the kitchen.

It was originally a very tall European-style kitchen. The pure white and sky blue fresh decoration was smoked and black, and the exquisite dining plates were also very messy.

Eggshells, burnt smell, fill the entire kitchen.

There is no way to see this kitchen!

And there was no way to stay there. What was strange was that the servants were all around the stove, one and two looked like they were facing a great enemy.

"Young master, little, be careful..."

"Cough cough..." Gu Qibao finally couldn't stand being choked and coughed. He covered his nose and mouth and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"Grandma?" Uncle Zhang turned around and nodded respectfully to report, "Young master is learning to make breakfast."

Uncle Zhang's old face was very calm and relieved.

Gu Qibao was immediately struck by lightning, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Are he making breakfast or fried the kitchen?

Just frying an egg, how come it seems to be swept away by bandits?

At this time, Di Mingjue turned his head, his handsome and beautiful face turned red with a little hot and thin sweat oozing out from his forehead.

Gu Qibao was confused. Di Mingjue was really learning to make breakfast?

He also tied a white lace apron that looked like a maid!

Gu Qibao widened his eyes and became embarrassed in an instant!

Emma, ​​Master Di San, what does it mean to dress like this?

Is it tempting for uniforms?!

She didn't come back to her senses at all. After she came back to her senses, she had been pulled out of the kitchen by Di Mingjue.

Gu Qibao was seated by him at the dining table. He stood there looking at him condescendingly, with awkward and cold face on his face, and he said, "Wait, my husband will make you breakfast."

After saying that, he held the spatula in his hand and resolutely plunged into the kitchen again.

Gu Qibao heard the sound in the kitchen.

"It's burnt, it's burnt!"

"Where is the spatula!"

"Shut off the fire, turn off the fire, turn off the fire first."

"Young master, quick spatula!"

Gu Qibao scratched his head in a daze, what about these chefs?

I didn't know if I flipped over it, but I was still standing there and shouting, waiting for Di Mingjue to take a spatula in?

What she didn't know was that the third young master of the Di family had already given instructions that he had to fry the egg himself, and no one was allowed to touch it, and he would be anxious if he touched it!

So a group of servants and chefs are as if they are facing a great enemy.

Who would have thought that such a noble, outstanding and smart man would not even be able to beat a fuck!

So much egg wasted!

Finally the eggs were beaten, but who knew that everyone ignored the oil pan again, so the hot oil pan started to ignite directly, almost burning the kitchen!

So frying this egg is really a pain that the chefs look unspeakable, and the world is filled with deep resentment!

The third young master of Piansheng Emperor was still very persistent and creatively insisted on fried double eggs!

The chefs made a lot of hard work again and wanted to say that you are a novice, so it would be nice to fry one first.

For something quite technical, can we wait until the technique of one egg is practiced and talk about the problem of two eggs?

However, Master Di San had to challenge this difficulty coefficient. When one egg was still not well controlled, he had to fry two eggs.

And they have been defeated repeatedly, and they have been defeated repeatedly...

So, he turned the kitchen into this way!
Chapter completed!