Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

Looking at Xiao Cui's innocent smile, Wu Hao started laughing softly, but when Mu Qian saw his performance, she revealed a pleased expression.    

"Young master has finally grown up, and this old servant is old, I can no longer serve him. With Xiao Cui's close protection, this old servant can finally relax and return home!" Mu Qian thought to himself.    

"Dryopterygium, your dishes are cooked!"    

Watching her daydreaming, Wu Hao could not help but remind her, then turning her eyes, she looked at the happy Xiao Cui and said: "Xiao Cui, what are the delicious dishes that you two are making, since it's so sumptuous, you two must be busy, let young master help you two out!"    

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and began to help.    

Xiao Cui reacted and immediately said to him in panic: "Young master, for these oily things, let this servant come. Don't dirty your hands!"    

"How can you say your hands are dirty!?" "These are all food …" Wu Hao answered without thinking.    

The speaker has no heart, the listener has no heart.    

Xiao Cui's face immediately changed. She immediately admitted her wrongs and said: "Young Master, this servant said the wrong thing. I shouldn't have said …"    

"Enough!" Wu Hao waved his hands at her, and said: "Your Young Master, I am not that rich, at least cooking is fine, today, you stand here and help me, let me personally cook a good meal for you!"    

In the midst of his surprise, Xiao Cui received the kitchen knife in his hand. After that, the knife technique used to cut vegetables caused Mu Qian, who was always cooking, to raise his eyebrows.    

From the surface, it looked like Wu Hao was an expert in culinary arts, but whether that was the case was yet to be discovered.    

Following that, the two of them witnessed a miraculous scene. Wu Hao took over their work and became their helpers.    

Wu Hao acted like he was a chef and started to cook.    

After only a quarter of an hour, a table full of sumptuous dishes was filled with a large table. The two of them sat at the table with sluggish expressions on their faces.    

They looked at the smiling Wu Hao in front of them, with an expression of disbelief and surprise.    

Young Master, he knows how to cook?    

Everything that had happened just now, they believed that even the culinary arts of first-rate restaurants were incomparable to that of fine culinary arts!    

However, cooking isn't just about looking good. The key point is that it has to be delicious.    

"What? Are you doubting my standards? What are you doing? Eat it!"    

Wu Hao looked at them, his eyebrows raised up as he said this.    

As soon as the words left their mouths, their bodies quivered and they hurriedly moved their chopsticks.    

How could they dare to doubt the young master's culinary skills? Even if it wasn't delicious today, they would still swallow it down. Otherwise, how could they bear the young master's kindness?    

However, when they picked up the first chopsticks and put it in their mouths, their eyes suddenly glared, revealing expressions of disbelief once again.    

It was only because the smell was too positive and too fragrant.    

It would not be an exaggeration to describe the taste and taste of the dishes on the table in front of him.    

"Delicious, this is simply too delicious. Young master, I didn't expect you to have such exquisite culinary skills. Where did you learn this from?" Xiao Cui could not resist saying this to him.    

To her, Wu Hao being able to cook was far beyond her expectations.    

Wu Hao smiled at her, he moved his chopsticks and picked up a piece of food to chew on, then said to her: "This time, do you believe in my ability?! I'll tell you! There are only two people in this world who can eat the food I cook! "    

"Ugh …" "Then what about Madam, what about her?" After Xiao Cui was stunned for a moment, she asked weakly.    

"She …"    

Wu Hao put down his chopsticks, smiled at her, and replied: "I don't have it right now, but I might have this opportunity in the future!"    

"Young master, don't talk about it anymore. The food will get cold soon and it won't taste good anymore!"    

At this time, Mu Qian noticed that they had put down their chopsticks and couldn't help but remind them.