Chapter 732 Acceptable

Mo Boyuan didn't say anything else. He carefully picked up the packaged shrimp and read it, probably looking for the instructions.

Unfortunately, there is nothing on it.

"I'll go out and ask. Just stay still."

"Um."

yard.

Mo Boyuan asked the staff to ask, but most of them were men. How could they understand this?

"I have no idea."

"Brother Mo, I don't know either."

When you are at home, either your mother or your wife will take care of you. A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, you know?

After Mo Boyuan asked around, he finally found a female staff member and asked about the method.

Then he returned to the place where he had gotten the ingredients, and happened to meet the Ye family and his son.

"Good morning, Uncle Mo."

"It's early."

"Director Mo, aren't you number one? Why are you back here?" Ye Hao is good at everything, but he talks too much.

Mo Boyuan has become accustomed to this since yesterday:

"Find some ginger and onions."

Ye Hao said:

"Does Director Mo know Jiang and Onion?"

I guess you don’t know this prince who really doesn’t like the fireworks of the world, right?

But this time, Ye Hao really miscalculated.

Although Mo Boyuan doesn't know how to do these things, he still knows them.

Can the Mo family allow their children to make a joke by not distinguishing the grains after going out?

Under the eyes of Ye Hao and his son, Mo Boyuan accurately grabbed a handful of ginger, a few garlic, and a small handful of green onions. When he passed by Ye Hao, he deliberately raised the things in his hand before leaving.

In Room No. 5, after Mo Boyuan came back, he went directly into the kitchen next to it. The kitchen was also connected to the tap water. He found the knife, cutting board and dishes and washed them before placing them on the table.

Then I started making ginger, onions, and garlic. After I was done, I found another pot and rinsed it with water. Then I took half of the pot of water and put it on the stove and turned on the stove.

It is indeed much more convenient to have water and electricity.

At least, there's no need to find firewood to make a fire or something.

That's really it.

I have to thank the country's poverty alleviation policy in recent years, which has enabled most rural areas across the country to have access to water and electricity. The muddy roads that were once difficult to walk have been paved with cement roads.

He poured most of the ginger and a few onions into the pot and boiled them, then shouted into the house not far away:

"Mo Zhining, bring the things here."

The little guy heard the noise in the room and quickly took a bag of noodles and a box of shrimps from the table:

"Dad, here it is."

After Mo Boyuan took it, he put the shrimps on the cutting board, then used a knife to cut open the box and the vacuumed plastic bag inside.

There were roughly a dozen shrimps in the whole box.

Mo Boyuan also threw down the pot, and then looked at the time on his wrist watch.

Don’t expect it to taste good or not.

Anyway, just cook it.

Don’t ask for so much.

The little guy looked at it seriously:

"Dad, when will it be ready?" asked.

As he asked, his saliva almost flowed out.

I really want to eat, so hungry.

Mo Boyuan rolled his eyes:

"In fifteen minutes."

It should be almost done.

The little guy counted on his fingers how long fifteen minutes was, but he couldn't figure it out clearly after a while.

One minute and sixty seconds, how many seconds is fifteen minutes?

This is too beyond my current understanding.

Seeing that he couldn't figure it out, the villain stopped worrying and stood aside obediently looking at his father.

The corner of Mo Boyuan's mouth curled up, but he suddenly felt that this was not bad.

It feels very different from usual.

Although it is a bit tiring, it is acceptable.