Alexander Forest nodded, agreeing, "Right, he injured his hand, so I bought the front leg instead of the back leg."
Is there sothing wrong?
It sounded like there was nothing wrong with that.
Jane Sampson’s mouth twitched as she put the stuff in her hands into the kitchen refrigerator.
When the boiled water was ready, Jane Sampson poured a cup for everyone; this wasn’t a permanent residence, so there weren’t things like tea leaves – everyone was very familiar with each other, and a cup of boiled water was enough to observe etiquette.
"It’s getting late, why don’t you all have dinner here tonight?" Jane asked the group, "If you don’t have other plans for the evening, how about eating at mine? I’ll get Coco to buy so more vegetables later, and I will cook for you."
John Young was the first to respond, straightforwardly accepting the offer.
"Sure, I’ve heard from Jas Carter about your great culinary skills, I didn’t expect to be so lucky to taste it tonight," John Young said with genuine excitent, "Jas Carter’s cooking is already excellent, and he says your skills are no less impressive than his."
"I’m better at Western cuisine, and little Jane excels at Chinese cuisine," praised Jas Carter, "To each their own strength, but if you get too busy, I can help you out."
"Then thanks in advance, Mr. Carter," Jane Sampson didn’t stand on ceremony with Jas Carter, considering the number of guests tonight, apart from Jas Carter, none of the others seed likely to be skilled cooks.
Having Jas Carter as her sous-chef would certainly make things much easier for her.
Having interacted with Jas Carter many tis before, Jane Sampson wasn’t planning to be overly polite.
"We three also have no plans for tonight, so we will follow little Jane’s arrangent," Quincy Forest raised her hand and said, "I’ll take care of eating, and I can also help with washing the dishes!"
Jane Sampson took note of everyone’s preferences and then called Coco Edwards to have her buy so extra ingredients, ntioning the dinner at her ho for the evening.
Jane Sampson did not have many friends, but everyone sitting here was soone she cherished very much.
For the dinner, she made a total of thirteen dishes; even with Jas Carter helping as sous-chef, Jane Sampson was quite worn out.
Yet, seeing everyone enjoying their al happily, Jane Sampson felt that despite the tiredness, it was well worth it.
Jas Black was not one for many words, even amongst friends he tended to be quieter, but the lively atmosphere of the evening ant his silence didn’t seem too out of place.
During the al, Jane Sampson sat beside Jas Black, looking after his stomach just like in the morning and at noon, using the sa tableware for both of them, feeding one another until both were full.
Watching Jane Sampson feeding Jas Black, Alexander Forest felt a wave of envy.
"Having a wife really is different, with an injured hand yet having a wife to feed you, a bite for you, a bite for , you’re part of and I’m part of you. You two are really laying on the dog food thick," Alexander Forest clicked his tongue three tis, "When I get a wife, I’ll have her feed like that too."
"Then, I’ll send you four pig’s legs," Jas Black replied with a deep undertone.
"..." Alexander Forest was left at a loss for words.
Jas Black really knew how to seize the opportunity to strike back.
"Why can’t I simply have my wife and I feeding each other without having to worry about needing limbs replaced?" Alexander Forest snorted, "The most venomous thing in the world can’t compare to your mouth, Jas Black."
After saying that, Alexander Forest called out to Jane Sampson, "Little Jane, don’t touch anything he’s touched or eaten, careful your man doesn’t poison you to death."
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