Bo Junxiao was cleaning up the chess box, and he picked up a chess piece between his fingertips and flicked it violently, and the sound of "snap" hit Sima Xilou's head.

"it!" Sima Xilou was startled, covering his head and glaring angrily.

"You really deserve the title of Kyoto's No. 1 foodie!" Bo Junxiao sneered and mercilessly exposed the purpose of the dead party, "Are you starting a business?" You're here to eat for yourself, right?! ”

"It's called killing two birds with one stone!"

Sima Xilou still stiffened his mouth, "You don't care about the purpose, you just say it's feasible or not, right?" ”

"Featured? Positioning? ”

Bo Junxiao leaned lazily into the wheelchair and asked neatly.

Sima Xilou's eyes rolled: "Feature? Delicious! Positioning...... As long as I like it! According to my taste, if I think it tastes good, then I won't run away! ”

He eats, but he's notoriously picky!

"Young Master, Young Master Sima, please use it!"

At this time, it happened that Steward Chen brought in breakfast. He skillfully placed breakfast on the table and replied respectfully.

"It's not interesting enough, Brother Xiao, you just say...... Hey? ”

Before Sima Xilou finished speaking, he seemed to smell something, so he immediately paused, shrugged his nose and sniffed, "What smell?" ”

Bo Junxiao's eyes swept over the cup of soy milk on the table, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak, picked up the soy milk cup, and took a sip elegantly.

"This ...... Soy milk tastes so strong! ”

Sima Xilou locked on to the target, and was a little surprised to reach out and pick up the soy milk to his nose, and sniffed it vigorously, "Fresh and sweet, the bean flavor is fragrant!" ”

As he spoke, he slowly picked up the cup and tried to take a sip, then his eyes lit up, and his face showed disbelief, followed by another sip, and then another big sip.

"I'll ......"

Sima Xilou's expression was a little shocked, and he stood up excitedly, "I said Brother Xiao, your family's soy milk has become a fairy, this taste...... Absolutely! ”

The corners of Bo Junxiao's eyes bent.

It is indeed rare to be able to make Sima Sanshao, who has always been a foodie and picky, full of praise.

"Where did you buy the beans?"

Sima Xilou said as he put the empty cup on the table, "Give me another cup!" ”

"The beans are still the usual beans," Bo Junxiao said lightly, "but it's because the people who make soy milk have good skills." ”

"Impossible!"

As a foodie, Sima Xilou obviously has more say in the matter, "This is definitely more related to beans, what technology does soy milk need?" Even if it has something to do with technology, it's definitely not that bad! ”

"Huh...... Young Master Sima, it really has nothing to do with beans. ”

Steward Chen on the side smiled and echoed his young master's words, "The same beans, Da Li can't get this flavor, but Xiao Mu can do it." ”

"Really?"

Sima Xilou was a little confused, as if he remembered something, and asked curiously and excitedly, "Who is Xiao Mu?" Your new chef? ”

"No, it's the new babysitter," Steward Chen quickly explained.

"Little babysitter, ......"

Sima Xilou's excitement disappeared suddenly, and he was unwilling to ask, "She can only make soy milk, how about other dishes?" ”

"She said nothing else," Steward Chen said truthfully, and then added after a pause, "The child is still young, and she said that she has never cooked anything else." ”

"Alas!"

Sima Xilou sat back in disappointment.

He wants to open a private kitchen, but he takes the high-end boutique route, soy milk...... It's really nothing.

But this soy milk is also so delicious!

Sima Xilou decided that he should come for breakfast a few more times when he was free.

At this moment, Zhou Qiang carried two pots of rhododendrons from Bo Junxiao's bedroom upstairs and prepared to send them to the study, after all, during the day, his young master spent more time in the study.