Hai, forget it. She was, after all, a superstar!
Zhang Ye took out the last egg in his house, “I’ll make a poached egg for you.” This was a studio, so the kitchen was also in the house. Zhang Ye expertly turned on the fire, poured oil and sprinkled green onions. After the oil heated up, he cracked the egg into it. Knowing that the Heavenly Queen was waiting for her meal, Zhang Ye did not resist. He did it proudly. He was a man, after all. To be able to show off in front of a woman tends to give them a sense of accomplishment.
The egg was done!
Zhang Ye presented the plate, “It’s done!”
Zhang Yuanqi looked at the plate, “Are you sure that you can cook?”
“Of course. You sure are funny. If I don’t know how to cook, who can?” Zhang Ye said mockingly.
Zhang Yuanqi asked, “Then tell me why the color of the egg on the plate is this color? Also, why am I smelling a burnt smell?”