Without disturbing anyone, she quietly went to the kitchen, brought firewood herself, and used a lighter to ignite the wood chips to ignite the firewood.

The lighter was naturally left by Zhang Feng.

“Ahem~”

The firewood was a little wet, and the thick smoke it produced when burning choked Caroline so much that she couldn't open her eyes.

But she did not give up. After the firewood was completely burned, she put the washed rice in a pot, added water and boiled it, then put in some minced meat, shredded green onions and shredded ginger.

These are the steps she wrote down when she watched Zhang Feng cook rice porridge. She should be remembering them correctly... right?

While the porridge was cooking, she boiled a few eggs in another pot.

But at this time, Caroline discovered another major problem - the stove pit was not burning!

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Caroline's tone was a little nervous and lonely. She didn't know what was going on, but she felt very confused.

Caroline put down the steamed buns and hurried to the stove where porridge was being cooked.

There was no echo inside.

Faced with such a poor place, will he really come back?

Knock, knock, knock! "Master Zhang Feng, breakfast is ready. I'll bring it in for you!"

She went to the study again and looked, but there was no one there either.

“Ahem~”

Caroline moved her nose and smelled a strange smell!

He went to the refrigerator and took out a box of yogurt. After licking the cap, he muttered:

"There's a fire in the kitchen! Help—eh, ma'am?"

However, when the servants left, a brave maid whispered: "Madam, the chimney doesn't seem to be open..."

But there was no one in the room.

Although it still has a burnt smell, the appearance seems to be no different from the one made by Zhang Feng.

She brought another large bundle of firewood and put it all into the stove. Then she took a burning log from the next stove and put it into this one.

The aroma of the white flour buns made Caroline swallow her saliva, but she did not forget her mission.

"But my porridge seems to be burnt. Will it taste bad?"

Perhaps in Zhang Feng's view, Hongye City is an ignorant and backward place!

…

After the water in the pot boiled, Caroline quickly used a knife to take out the steamed buns and placed them on a plate.

Caroline was a little frustrated, but still didn't give up. She carefully picked out the black part of the porridge with a spoon, and a small pot of white lean meat porridge appeared in front of her.

When Caroline thought that Zhang Feng might never come back, she suddenly felt a little pain in her heart.

"Leaving..."

Caroline's eyes narrowed with joy. This was the taste, yes!

The thick smoke from the three stoves was very choking, but there was no other way. It had come to this point, and Caroline could only bite the bullet and do it.

Knock, knock, knock! Caroline's face suddenly showed a trace of panic. She pushed the door gently and found that it was not locked. It opened as soon as she pushed it.

"Hmm? What does it smell like?"

Caroline, who was a little dazed, picked up the porridge she cooked and tasted it.

Caroline was very afraid that Zhang Feng would never come back, but Zhang Feng had promised her that he would definitely come back. This made Caroline very conflicted and she didn't know whether she should believe him or not.

She carried breakfast and walked in carefully.

Caroline walked in the faint morning light and carefully brought breakfast to the outside of Zhang Feng's room.

Zhang Feng turned over and got up. With a thought, his exotic clothes immediately changed into long sleeves, jeans, and sneakers.

“Gurgle gurgle~”

"It's okay, there's no fire, you guys can retreat first!"

I quickly turned on the chimney switch and the thick smoke went up. The air in the kitchen became much cleaner.

When the servants saw Caroline with a dirty face, they were a little confused about what was going on for a moment.

Caroline didn't care about the heat and served the porridge out while it was still steaming. The bottom of the pot had been burnt and the whole pot smelled burnt.

Caroline pretended to be calm and let them leave.

At this time, several servants came in a panic.

However, Caroline didn't quite understand the method Zhang Feng mentioned, which was to cook a soft-boiled egg in five minutes. She was especially confused about the time unit of one minute. But Zhang Feng said that one minute was sixty seconds, and one second was the time it took to count a number.

There were only a few steamed buns left, so Caroline brought them all over.

"Will Master Zhang Feng be happy when he sees the breakfast I made?"

Caroline hurried to look for steamed buns. Since the steamed buns were cooked, they would easily go bad if not stored properly, so she did not put them together with these things.

Suddenly I had a bad feeling!

On the other side, Zhang Feng opened his eyes and saw the familiar nest. He was in a good mood.

"He's really gone..."

After saying that, he quietly retreated.

"I'm a little worried that it won't suit Master Zhang Feng's taste, but since I'm here..."

"One, two, three... two hundred and ninety-nine, three hundred!"

"Mmm, it's already soft, so fragrant!"

Caroline blushed, a little embarrassed. She knew where the switch to open the chimney was, but she had forgotten it.

The eggs were very hot, and Caroline didn't dare to hold them with her hands. She could only blow on them first, and then carefully placed them in the bowl with a spoon.

Caroline cleared her mind of the messy thoughts and took a deep breath.

But why do I care so much about Zhang Feng?

“It’s a bit salty…”

A faint burnt smell entered my nose.

After Caroline put the eggs in the pot, she immediately covered it with the lid, stared at the pot and started counting.

The servants looked at the things on the stove, probably figured out what was going on, and quickly left.

"Oh, yes, there are steamed buns!"

Count 300 numbers in five minutes.

At this time, the porridge pot was boiling, and Caroline ran to the other side without stopping, opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma instantly filled the air.

Logically speaking, Hongye City will be able to get back on track soon, and even without Zhang Feng, Hongye City will be able to survive.

Caroline couldn't explain why she was so afraid of Zhang Feng leaving.

Caroline scooped up the lean meat porridge and placed it on a tray, then put the steamed buns and eggs on it. She personally carried the tray to Zhang Feng's room.

There was already a lot of smoke in the kitchen.

"It's over, it's over..."

At this time, the sky was already turning pale and the servants got up and started working.

“Hoo~Hoo~”

Then boil another pot of water, place a few bamboo sticks on the water surface in the pot, and put the somewhat hard steamed buns in it.

Caroline asked again, but still no one answered in the room.

After counting to three hundred, Caroline quickly opened the pot, not caring about the hot steam. She took a big spoon and scooped up the eggs quickly, as if she couldn't stay even a second longer.

"I don't know what Caroline had for breakfast. If I wasn't there, she would have eaten boiled meat in salt water again! But she is really too stupid. She can't even cook a meal!"

Shaking his head, Zhang Feng didn't have any hope for Caroline's cooking skills. After all, she could even burn an egg. What else could he expect?

Buzz~buzz~ At this time, the phone in his pocket vibrated. Zhang Feng took it out and saw dozens of missed calls! Except for a few calls from Lin Yulan, the rest were from unfamiliar numbers. Zhang Feng guessed that they must be from Wang Boyu, the treasure appraiser.

Seeing that he called so many times, there must be something urgent. Could it be that there is a new situation with the antiques before? Considering that the other party is a good person and he also made 500,000 yuan from him, Zhang Feng felt that he should call back immediately. After all, he looked very anxious.

So Zhang Feng dialed Lin Yulan's number.