Senior Brother Sama

Fine bubbles rose from the clear water in the pot before it broke into a rolling boil.

Lin Mo watched the time and neatly placed five Golden Knight noodle cakes into the pot.

Three were for himself. The little girl was still growing, so two should be about right for her. Just in case she couldn't finish them, he could easily polish off the rest to avoid waste.

These non-fried noodle cakes, with their unique wheat aroma, were something Lin Mo had eaten since childhood.

They had a chewy texture, unlike regular dried noodles that easily became mushy and tasteless.

A little over two minutes, not a second more.

Just as the noodles unfurled in the boiling water, still retaining a hint of firmness, Lin Mo swiftly scooped them all out with a slotted spoon and drained the water.

The water used to boil the noodles was cloudy, so he poured it straight down the drain.

Lin Mo placed the wok back on the stove. Once the sides were searing hot, he drizzled in a circle of clear cooking oil.

The moment a faint wisp of blue smoke rose from the oil, he cracked six eggs straight into the wok in one breath with a series of sharp clicks.

Sizzle!

The egg wash rapidly solidified under the high heat, and the aroma of eggs mingling with the hot oil instantly exploded, filling the entire room with a mouthwatering fragrance.

With a flick of his wrist and the spatula dancing in his hand, the golden egg wash was quickly scrambled into evenly sized, tender pieces that held their shape perfectly.

Immediately after, the drained noodles went into the wok.

The noodles met the searing bottom of the wok and the hot oil, stirring up a rich, smoky aroma of home cooking.

Lin Mo drizzled a circle of light soy sauce along the edge of the wok. The heat brought out the savory scent of the soy sauce, interweaving with the aromas of the eggs and the wheat from the noodles to form a complex, appetizing fragrance that would make anyone's mouth water.

His hands never stopped moving, quickly stir-frying to ensure every single noodle was evenly coated in the rich, dark sauce.

Finally, he added a small splash of clear water into the wok, covered it with a lid, and let it simmer for a brief moment.

With a hiss, steam billowed up, and everything in the wok was enveloped in the rich sauce.

The originally slightly firm noodles, moistened by the steam, instantly reached a perfect balance of softness and chewiness.

If he had boiled them for too long earlier, the noodles would have turned into a soggy mess by now, completely devoid of texture, and not even a deity could have saved them.

The noodles were taken out of the wok and divided into two large plates.

The larger portion was for him, and the smaller one for a certain young lady.

Lin Mo took out some sesame oil and garlic chili sauce from the fridge.

He drizzled on some sesame oil, then scooped a spoonful of garlic chili sauce.

It smelled absolutely incredible.

Nowadays, he was so extravagant that he dared to put six eggs in a simple noodle dish. Pure luxury.

Afterward, Lin Mo walked over to the door of the master bedroom and raised his hand to knock.

Wake up! Time to eat!

The belongings in his parents' room had all been properly packed away by Lin Mo.

This room was temporarily being given to Ning Qingcheng to stay in.

Before school started, he just needed to rent another place for her over by Xie Yuling's.

As for the money, Ning Qingcheng would pay for it herself.

Although the Yanhuang Awakening had raided and confiscated the Ning family's assets, they hadn't touched Ning Qingcheng's personal accounts.

Ning Qingcheng had properties under her own name as well.

In terms of assets, she was much wealthier than Lin Mo.

Moreover, the Eastern Leaves had mentioned that they would leave a portion of the Ning family's estate for Ning Qingcheng.

So, this little girl was now an absolute wealthy young lady.

Hmph, what did that matter? He, Lin Mo, was a self-made rich man too.

If he wanted money, there were simply too many ways to get it.

Just sorting out things like overseas accounts was already very easy to handle.

He could directly find Liu Zheng and transfer all the funds from his overseas accounts back to domestic ones.

It couldn't even be considered money laundering; it would be called earning foreign exchange for the country.

That was why the current Lin Mo dared to add so many eggs when cooking noodles.

His divine sense passed through the door. The little kid on the other side merely rolled over and went back to sleep.

Lin Mo's divine sense flicked directly against Ning Qingcheng's forehead.

It startled the little girl so much that she jumped straight up in bed.

Ah! Who is it!

It's your senior brother! Come out and eat breakfast! When you start going to school, you'll have to wake up even earlier.

As Lin Mo spoke, he looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. In reality, it was only eight in the morning.

A rustling sound came from behind the door. A dozen seconds later, with a soft click of the lock, the door was pulled open a crack from the inside.

A sleepy little head peeked out.

Ning Qingcheng's hair was a mess, with a few strands sticking up stubbornly. Her fair little face still bore the flush of sleep, and her eyes were full of confusion.

She clearly wasn't fully awake yet and stared blankly at Lin Mo.

Then, an overpowering aroma instantly drilled into her nose.

It was the savory scent of browned eggs, the saltiness of soy sauce, and the wheat fragrance of the noodles all mixed together, carrying the piping hot, comforting smell of a home-cooked meal.

Ning Qingcheng's stomach growled right on cue.

Her cheeks turned even redder, and her eyes cleared up a bit as she somewhat embarrassedly shrank her head back a little.

If you're hungry, come eat! Let's go!

After saying that, he didn't wait for Ning Qingcheng to react. He turned and walked to the dining table in the living room, sat down by himself, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

Ning Qingcheng hurriedly followed, sat at the dining table in the living room, and picked up the steaming bowl of noodles. The warmth against her palms felt real and comforting.

She watched Lin Mo eat before picking up her own chopsticks and digging in with large bites. As she ate, she couldn't help but look up and ask:

Why do I always feel like I can't get enough sleep lately?

Because your body isn't strong enough to support your abilities. Your consumption is greater than your recovery, so you can only sleep and rest more.

Lin Mo opened the chili sauce, scooped another spoonful, and added, And you also need to eat. If you don't eat, you'll only be consuming energy without recovering any.

Ning Qingcheng let out a helpless yawn. So I have to eat a lot of food, is that it?

Exactly! Provided you can stomach it.

As he spoke, Lin Mo flipped his hand, and a large bag of steaming hot fried chicken appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, the previously listless Ning Qingcheng's eyes lit up.

This... this... I want to learn this trick!

You can, but it depends on your performance. Eat up. Go back to sleep after you're full. I have to make a trip back to the school. If you get hungry, call Xia Zhi and have her bring you food. There are also instant noodles and potato chips in the house if you want them.

As he spoke, Lin Mo had already finished the noodles in his bowl and casually grabbed a fried chicken leg to gnaw on.

Hearing that she could learn that trick later, Ning Qingcheng nodded excitedly.

Okay! I'll be good and stay at home. You can go.

With that, she went back to eating her noodles.

Lin Mo turned his head and glanced at Ning Qingcheng. Remember to wash your dishes before you go to sleep. There are no servants here for you to boss around.

Hearing this, Ning Qingcheng didn't put up much resistance; she just nodded while eating her noodles.

By the way, that girl you saw last time, just pretend you never saw her.

Huh? Ning Qingcheng turned to look at Lin Mo.

I'll introduce you two in a while, but I don't want the Yanhuang Awakening to notice her.

Hearing this, Ning Qingcheng thought it was perfectly normal.

However, smart as she was, she figured it out in an instant.

You mean, you don't want me to tell Sister Xia Zhi about this, right?

Lin Mo nodded.

Right. It's not that I don't trust Xia Zhi, I just don't trust the Yanhuang Awakening.

Okay, I understand. I'll do whatever Senior Brother-sama says.

Whoa!

This little apprentice was actually an otaku!

Lin Mo waved his hand, didn't say much else, and left the house.

Leaving only Ning Qingcheng watching his retreating back.

After Lin Mo left, Ning Qingcheng took out the report placed on the shelf again and started reading it.

She was focusing specifically on reading about the person who was her senior brother.