Late at night, Tan Garden.
After expending the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, Yu Chiyin finally cooked a presentable bowl of tomato and egg noodles.
The eggs were fried golden brown on both sides, and nestled beside the vibrant red tomatoes, embellished with two small green vegetables and a sprinkle of green onions.
As for the taste, that was yet unknown, but the appearance was definitely presentable.
Yu Chiyin had initially planned to personally deliver it back to the room, eagerly waiting to watch Lu Fengxuan eat it, but the smell of sweat on him was somewhat unbearable.
"Call over the butler Lin," he ordered one of the chefs in the kitchen to summon.
Butler Lin arrived quickly. With such commotion in the kitchen, she had been on standby in the living room, in case any unexpected accident occurred, to deal promptly with it.
"Sir, you called for me, what are your instructions?"
