Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

"Uh, this, enthusiastic work is very good, but it is also important to have breakfast together. Wait a minute, I have just finished my morning exercise, and breakfast has just started. It will not take too long."

Chapter 298 is preserved eggs, I added preserved eggs!

Ma Sha returned to the kitchen and began to make breakfast.

In fact, he didn't finish his morning exercise today, so the breakfast time was earlier than usual. The food supplier hasn't come yet, so he can only do it with the materials left over from yesterday.

However, it is almost enough.

After all, rice noodles and the like are stocked in the store, and there is no shortage of staple foods. Just make do with something else.

Ma Sha is confidently preparing to let the British girl see Chinese cuisine, when suddenly the French girl gets into the back kitchen.

The French girl looked around the entire kitchen, talking a lot.

Ma Sha was embarrassed, didn't understand, and didn't know how to respond.

However, the French girl didn't care whether Martha could understand or not, so she kept talking like that.

It doesn't matter to Ma Sha, the French girl has a very good voice, speaking French is just like singing, and she is quite joyful. So Ma Sha listened to the French girl's nagging, while continuing to do the work at hand.

Suddenly, he noticed that the French girl looked at his tool man crown and said a few words. Marsha guessed that she was asking "Why do you wear a hard hat in the kitchen?" In order to prevent her from suddenly grabbing a hat or something, Marsala said I removed the buckle of the helmet and put it on firmly.

The French girl looked at Ma Sha's behavior curiously, and suddenly laughed, and said a lot.

Ma Sha kept nodding, using Chinese perfunctorily: "Well, oh, oh, yes, why? Go to you."

Suddenly, the French girl laughed and interrupted his work by pulling Ma Sha's sleeve. Ma Sha looked at the French girl suspiciously, and the other party started making gestures and grunting.

Ma Sha watched her gesture for a long time, and finally understood. She was asking: "Are you bald?"

"No, I am not a bald." Ma Sha replied decisively.

Then I remembered that this guy couldn't understand, and shook his head and waved Erlian. Even if the French girl's IQ is only 9, this should be understood, right?

But the French girl ignored Marsha at all, but made a punch.

Ma Sha took a look, okay, this action is undoubtedly the action of the bald male protagonist in "One Punch Man".

——You, a Chanel and Louis Vuitton person, actually watch anime too? The style doesn't match!

——Is it just to soak me, specifically to see it?

Seeing that Ma Sha was unmoved, the French girl suddenly shouted "Have fun~~~".

Ma Sha was startled, the spoon in his hand almost fell, and then he realized that the girl was singing the OP of the first season of Punch Man.

Of course, she did not sing the original version of JAMProject, but made a considerable adaptation to suit her voice.

But-it sounds good.

——Is it all, in order to complete the task, chase me to France, she did her homework?

——What should I do if I am suddenly moved?

At this time, the party secretary suddenly came in: "Someone sang the OP with a punch? Ah, it's you."

At this time, the party secretary has not changed into a maid outfit. She is dressed at home. The French girl stared at the party secretary for a few seconds, and then said something. Ma Sha is probably praising the beauty of the house secretary.

At this time Masha noticed a small thing, this guy's eyelashes are so long-and they don't feel like they are attached.

The party secretary glanced at Ma Sha, smiled and said to the French girl: "Come on, sing the OP of the second season of Punch."

The French girl tilts her head.

So the party secretary started, and she immediately picked up and sang.

Ma Sha knew that the party secretary was deliberately to attract the attention of the French girl so that he could concentrate on his work.

So he cooked the prepared ingredients skillfully.

The party secretary stepped forward and took the French girl out of the kitchen.

——It's finally quiet, the Montaggi are really good.

However, Ma Sha had just been quiet for a few seconds, and the kid Baiquan got into the back kitchen.

Xiao Shi came in, took Bai Quan's hand, said a few words in Japanese, and dragged her away.

Before going out, Xiao Shi bowed to Ma Sha apologetically: "I'm sorry, I will take care of her."

Ma Sha curled his lips.

In fact, the shop became lively and he was very welcome. He is a person who likes lively, not to mention these lively, come from a group of beautiful girls.

Nothing makes Masha more happy than this.

——Sure enough, it's right that I like girls!

Ma Sha sighed in confusion.

With a happy mood, he finished making the breakfast, and the supplier who just delivered the ingredients came, so Masha added some more dishes.

At around eight o'clock, a very rich breakfast appeared on the tables put together in the store.

Shelley frowned and looked at everything on the table: "This is very different from the Chinese breakfast I know..."

Ma Sha asked: "What kind of Chinese breakfast do you know?"

"Youtiao, Hanamaki, and porridge... I have practiced for a long time to get used to eating preserved egg and lean meat porridge!"

"Is this a habit?" The Chinese at the table were shocked.

"Of course you have to get used to it! The preserved eggs look, so... so..." Shelley seemed to be unable to find a Chinese word that could be used, and after holding back for a long time, he said "so what".

Ma Sha: "The opponent's opponent can use English."

"Shut up, there is no word in English that can accurately describe it. Not only I think preserved eggs are an incomprehensible food, but many British people think so. The process of making preserved eggs requires fermentation. In our opinion, that is. Simply let the egg break."

While Shelley was talking, Ma Sha heard Bai Quan's child asking Xiao Shi. He guessed that he was asking why there was no dry rice.

Xiao Shi also explained it seriously.

The party secretary filled Bai Quan with a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and placed it in front of her.

Bai Quan watched the porridge carefully, then picked up the preserved egg cut into small pieces with his chopsticks, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

Ma Sha: "Are there no preserved eggs in Japan?"