Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

"Okay, wait a minute, come right away." The waiter walked down with a smile, and after a while, brought a bowl of soup and put it in front of Si Yi Miao Miao and Si Yi Zheng.

Si Yi looked at the bright red color curiously, "This is Tom Yum Soup."

"Well, it's very nutritious, beautifying and beautifying." The waiter brought the spoon to Si Yi Miaomiao, "Come and taste it."

Si Yi Miaomiao put a spoonful of soup to his mouth with a spoon, "Wow, it's delicious." The cat's eyes lit up instantly.

"Si Yi is stunned, I want to learn how to make this soup." Si Yi said solemnly.

"Are you sure?" Si Yi frowned slightly, he looked at the bowl of soup with some hesitation, the person who couldn't even fry an omelet well said he would challenge to make soup now.

"It seems that there is nothing difficult?" Si Yi said confidently, looking at the bowl of soup.

"Madam, we can provide the venue and materials. As long as you want to make it, you can make this soup for your husband right now."

The waiter said kindly.

"Great." Si Yi meowed her hands and stood up. She patted her chest at Si Yizheng, "Si Yizheng, just wait and drink the tom yin soup I made."

The waiter immediately followed suit and applauded.

Si Yi shook his head helplessly, it seemed that this restaurant had never seen how powerful Si Yi was.

Si Yi Miaomiao stood in front of the stove, looking at the various seasonings on the table, she picked up the lemongrass and looked at it, "Cut this one off."

As she spoke, she picked up the knife on the table and cut the lemongrass. Si Yi stood aside in a daze, dripping with cold sweat, "I'll do it."

He immediately took the knife away from Si Yi Miaomiao's hand. Just now when he saw Si Yi Miaomiao almost cut his hand.

Si Yi put the lemongrass on the chopping board in a daze, and cut the lemongrass into neat shapes a few times. Si Yi stood aside, secretly envious.

Si Yi picked up the onion and began to chop it neatly, removed the prawns, and cut all the side dishes neatly.

"Okay." Si Yi put the knife on the table and told Si Yi to stay away.

Si Yi pouted in displeasure, "Xiao Zhengzi, you did it for me, so what should I do?"

"You cook."

Si Yi gave up his seat in a daze, and Si Yi rolled up his sleeves, ready to do a big job.

Si Yi Miaomiao poured the chicken soup into the pot, and threw all the ingredients into it. Si Yi saw Si Yi Miaomiao took out a large spoonful of green coffee and poured it into the pot. His stomach suddenly I was sad for a while.

"I can already smell the aroma." Si Yi Miaomiao looked at the red and green color in the pot, which was very similar to the Tom Yum Kung soup that the waiter brought to her just now.

Si Yi Miaomiao couldn't wait to pick up a spoon and taste it, "Ah, it's so unpalatable." Si Yi Miaomiao spat it out, "Spicy and bitter."

Si Yi Miaomiao stared at the soup with cat eyes wide open. She looked at the soup in disbelief, "How could I make such an unpalatable thing?"

Her head was hanging down, and if she had a tail, it must be hanging down at this time.

"Let me taste it." Si Yi picked up the spoon and wanted to take a sip of the soup, but Si Yi immediately yelled, "No, no, it's too bad."

She waved her hands, trying to block Si Yi's startled body.

Si Yi stretched out his arms and put his arms around Si Yi Miaomiao's waist, and took a sip of the winter yin soup in the pot with a spoon.