The noisy flies, like everything else, annoyed him.
"Shut up."
He shouted sharply.
Lu Mingming quickly sat down in the distance: "Okay, okay, okay."
Orannal: ...
It seems I've been misunderstood.
But it didn't matter; the voice in my mind had finally calmed down a little.
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Oranal awkwardly picked up a piece of egg with his fork, tried to put it in his mouth, and prayed in his heart, "I hope the food is as good as you said."
The moment this bite of scrambled eggs with tomatoes enters your mouth, the rich aroma of eggs, combined with the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes, brings an endless aftertaste. With a gentle sip, it melts in your mouth, leaving behind a delightful and satisfying experience.
It was a unique experience compared to other dishes I had eaten before.
It's truly strange that a dish can be cooked thoroughly; the taste is indistinguishable from that of a five-star restaurant.
The eggs are fried to a golden brown, with a tender white interior, and soft tomatoes wrapped around them. They are sweet and crisp without being greasy, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour. One bite brings a sense of satisfaction, and the crisp, sweet juice fills your mouth.
Orannal slightly believed what someone said, his expression unchanged, and quickly ate all the tomato and egg stir-fry on the plate with rice, leaving not a drop of soup.
He elegantly wiped his mouth with a silk scarf: "I'll pay you to cook me a meal every day, okay? This isn't a threat, it's a request."
Lu Mingming looked up at the person's face, which revealed absolutely nothing about her thoughts—this was simply the greatest reward for her culinary skills. Even a gentle old woman like her couldn't bring herself to eat it, let alone the heir of the alliance.
Lu Mingming almost wondered if she was going crazy and hallucinating, or if the person opposite her had been poisoned to the bone by this plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
She declined cautiously: "I'm sorry, I don't think my cooking skills are that good, and they are far from the level of the chefs in the Interstellar Alliance."
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Looking at the other person's cold, expressionless face again, Lu Mingming quickly changed the subject: "If Your Highness likes it, I can send you a sample to try after the new product is developed."
"OK."
Orannal nodded and took the initiative to clean up the dishes and put them in the sink.
"I hope to receive more of your dishes tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow."
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