Shen Fanxing pointed at the two unpeeled eggs in the pot and probed,
"You're not going to cook noodles here, are you?"
Bo Jinchuan gave her a sidelong glance.
Shen Fanxing pursed her lips.
Of course not!
At the very least, she was smart.
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In the end, Bo Jinchuan boiled water and cooked noodles.
Although her technique was indeed not good, the results were not bad.
The egg was cooked in the most conservative and flawless way. The dough was also hard and exquisite, and the seasoning was perfect.
She wasn't as flustered as she had imagined. A series of kitchen disasters such as treating sugar as salt happened.
Everything was within her grasp. Her calm demeanor made Shen Fanxing, who had intended to belittle her, sigh inwardly.
Indeed, brains were a good thing.
Indeed, her Mr. Bo could not be tricked with ordinary tricks!
Perfect.
