Arabella Vanderbilt pointed to the two unpeeled eggs in the pot and tentatively asked:
"You aren't planning to cook the noodles directly in here, are you?"
Joel Russo glanced at her sideways.
Arabella Vanderbilt pursed her lips.
Of course not!
At the very least, her intelligence was still intact.
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In the end, naturally, Joel Russo boiled new water and cooked the noodles.
Although his technique was not great, the result was quite good.
The eggs were cooked in the most foolproof way, the noodles were cooked to the right firmness, and the seasoning was diligently chosen—
No imagined kitchen disasters like scrambling in a frenzy and mistaking sugar for salt occurred.
Everything easily within grasp, with that composed demeanor, Arabella Vanderbilt secretly sighed to herself feeling impressed.
Indeed, a brain is a wonderful thing.
Her Mr. Russo just couldn't be fooled by ordinary tricks!
Perfect.
