One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 2701: What the **** did she feed him?

Dongfang Yunhe began to feel that, aside from hygiene issues, this small place is a little warm.

I just don't know, the goblin explained to the boatman, what kind of breakfast should he give them?

Shouldn't they be, come here for a sandwich?

Dongfang Yunhe knows that for people of this class in France, breakfast is very simple. In order to make a living, it is impossible to prepare as many tricks as the nobles.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the boatman to walk out of the kitchen with a smile on his face, holding a long tray in his palm with two large soup bowls in it.

It's whimsical to expect a boatman to cook a table full of breakfast.

I'm afraid I only have those two bowls to eat this morning.

Wait - isn't that a sandwich?

The boatman neatly placed the bowl and put on the knife and fork.

Bow down and step out.

Nalan Xiner looked at the "masterpieces" of the two nights and couldn't help but sighed slightly.

Alas, being abroad is trouble!

It is impossible to make the same food as the domestic one.

However, being a 60-70% similar is a boatman doing his best!

After all, people treat them like this because of their wife's and little maid's face!

This boatman is usually only responsible for sailing the boat and never sells food!

Their meal is a real "private kitchen".

"What the **** is this?" Dongfang Yunhe frowned at the big bowl of soup.

There are lumps of bulging, white-skinned and powdery ones that he doesn't know what they are, but he knows the thick ones next to them. They seem to be the kind of thin bamboo noodles from the imperial capital?

It was steaming hot, and the smell of the fragrance kept digging into the nostrils.

Nalan Xiner explained patiently: "Uncle, this is not a ghost, this is shrimp wonton noodles..."

God knows how hard it was for her to make such a bowl of shrimp wonton noodles!

The Oriental Family has a Chinese chef.

However, in the wrong place, this wanton noodles is not suitable for eating in noble castles.

However, she can't get the chef to do it. She packs and delivers food, so take it out with you, right?

Besides, wonton noodles can't be put in, it will be mushy, so it's better to make it now and eat it first.

That's why she came up with the idea of ​​asking the little maid to contact her boatman husband and treat them to a "private kitchen" meal.

Fresh prawns are freshly caught on the boat early in the morning and are very delicious.

Wonton skins, bamboo silk noodles, and chives were brought out by Nalan Xiner from the kitchen of Yunbao.

So, the ingredients are all ready-made. Although the boatman has never made the wontons in the imperial capital, as long as you have a little cooking knowledge, it is not difficult to make it according to the recipe given by Nalan Xiner!

Of course, if you want to do the same as the imperial capital, that's impossible.

For example, this wonton skin is wrapped in a strange shape, some round, some flat, no wonder Dongfang Yunhe said with disgust, what the **** is this.

"Shrimp Wonton Noodles?" Dongfang Yunhe only felt that these words were somewhat familiar.

But he's never been very interested in eating.

The desire for mouth ~ belly ~ is not his habit.

He didn't move the fork.

Nalan Xiner had already forked one and bit it open with delight. Suddenly, the crispy prawns inside slipped into her mouth—the taste, in one word, cool!

Two words - so cool!

Nalan Xiner likes to eat shrimp, so she stopped after eating several wontons in a row.

Dongfang Yunhe just kept staring at her and eating.

Seeing that she eats so sweetly, so comfortably, and the simple background, plain table, and ash-falling chairs around her, against her background, it seems that they are not so annoying.

A picture suddenly flashed through his mind——