Preserving them in this way will delay the preservation time of eggs and prevent them from going bad.
Not putting eggs in the refrigerator has been Lin Yiran's habit for many years.
During the three years of marriage, Li Hanxuan always found the eggs put aside when he came home at night, and put them one by one in the refrigerator.
Lin Yiran doesn't know how to make complicated noodle soup, but can only make simple poached egg white noodle soup.
She vaguely remembered that Li Hanxuan complained of stomachache after being drunk, so Lin Yiran made a bowl of noodles like this for him. Li Hanxuan only took a bite and went back to the room angrily.
Lin Yiran knew that Young Master Li didn't like to eat such simple noodle soup, so she didn't force it. Then she cooked seafood porridge and sent it to Li Hanxuan's bedroom.
From then on, Lin Yiran always made clear soup noodles like this when Li Hanxuan went out to socialize and didn't come home.
Simple and convenient.
Li Hanxuan took the initiative to mention that he wanted to eat the clear soup noodles made by Lin Yiran, and Lin Yiran was a little unbelievable.
When putting the noodles into the pot, Lin Yiran couldn't believe that this bowl of noodles was for Li Hanxuan.
She opened the frying pan on the side and put down the butter to fry the steak.
Although Lin Yiran's food tastes average, the clear soup noodles are a skill passed down from her mother. She scooped out the noodles and carefully scooped out the poached eggs with a spoon.
When he was about to pick up the pot and pour the soup, his white and well-jointed hand held Lin Yiran's hand: "I'll do it."
Li Hanxuan poured the noodle soup into two bowls, then picked up the soup bowl and placed it on the dining table.
Afterwards, he felt his hands were hot. He lowered his head, blew on his fingers, and subconsciously touched his ears.
Lin Yiran watched Li Hanxuan's every move. She turned the steak over in the pot: "Do you know why people's subconscious reaction is to touch their earlobes when their fingers feel hot?"
Li Hanxuan in front of him slowly smiled. He unbuttoned his cuffs, walked to Lin Yiran, raised his hand and touched her earlobe: "Because ears are tissues with a relatively low temperature in the human body, touching the earlobe
It can quickly reduce the temperature of your hands."
Lin Yiran curled her lips. She thought it was trivial knowledge and wanted to show it off to Li Hanxuan.
It turns out that Young Master Li knows everything.
but......
Your fingers feel hot, isn't it because you touch your earlobe?
Why did you touch her...
"Oh? Lin Yiran, why are your ears suddenly hot?" Li Hanxuan leaned down and looked at the woman in front of him with his deep eyes.
His joking words made Lin Yiran feel hot not only in her ears, but also in her cheeks.
Lin Yiran quickly turned around to avoid Li Hanxuan's fingers. She pursed her lips and pretended to flip the steak in the pot, muttering: "The steak was almost burnt..."
Putting the fried steak on the plate, Lin Yiran found that there were no knives and forks at home. She thought she didn't need to be too particular about it alone, so she didn't prepare all the knives and forks when buying steak.
Nowadays, I don’t know if Li Hanxuan would be uncomfortable eating steak without a knife or fork.
She glanced at Li Hanxuan, who was looking at his cell phone with some embarrassment, and quietly cut the steak with a fruit knife on the side. Lin Yiran, who had her back to Li Hanxuan, even had a little chuckle.
In critical moments, there are still things at home that can be used.
"Use chopsticks to hold the steak in place and use a fruit knife to cut the steak. It is indeed something Miss Lin can do." Li Hanxuan's deep voice sounded from behind Lin Yiran.
Lin Yiran took a few steps back with a fruit knife in her hand, as if she had done something wrong: "As you know, I just moved here not long ago, and I didn't have time to prepare everything. I cut the steak like this
Serve it on the table and it will be more convenient for everyone to eat."

Chapter completed!