Capítulo 1442: Chapter 1431: Dark Cuisine
Seeing this scene, Ma Fei’er asked in confusion, “Baobao, what’s up with you? Why are you so happy?”
Due to Baby Hai’s persistent request, she had already changed her form of address.
“N-nothing really.”
Looking at the flustered Baby Hai, Ma Fei’er gave a knowing smile. Baby Hai’s feelings for Ning Fan were almost written on her face.
“But why is there a sense of disappointnt?”
Ma Fei’er’s mood dipped a little as she rembered the days with her family.
She sneaked a glance at the door; Ning Fan was bending over, sweeping the floor with a broom. Ma Fei’er’s eyes turned misty as she began to recall past events,
“Just like today. Dad doing housework, Mom busy in the kitchen, and waiting at the dining table for a al.”
“Is this what ho feels like?”
Ma Fei’er’s heart felt a pang as a tear slid down the corner of her eye, “I wonder when I’ll be able to relive such warmth again.”
Ning Fan, busy with household chores, naturally didn’t know what was happening in the kitchen.
It was the first ti in his life doing housework. Not only was he not annoyed, but he found it sowhat refreshing.
“Dinner’s ready!”
Looking at the five dishes and a soup in front of him, with their colors and aroma perfectly presented, just the sight made one’s appetite increase.
“Unexpected, truly unexpected!”
Ning Fan marveled continuously, realizing he had underestimated Baby Hai, never expecting her to have such culinary skills.
Nowadays, girls who can cook are getting fewer, especially one so beautiful.
Seeing Ning Fan’s astonished expression, Baby Hai’s eyes curved into crescent moons as she secretly delighted, “This is just the beginning. Once you’re done eating, you’ll understand.”
Receiving the chopsticks passed by Baby Hai, Ning Fan tasted a bite of the greens.
Watching Ning Fan chew, Baby Hai eagerly asked, “How is it? Isn’t it delicious?”
“Well… not bad.”
Ning Fan slightly furrowed his brows and smiled as he tried the next dish.
After tasting all six dishes, Ning Fan finally confird that Baby Hai’s culinary skills were indeed immature.
The exterior seed fine, but the flavor of the seasonings was particularly heavy.
These dishes tasted incredibly bitter and astringent, especially the fish soup, which had a strong fishy sll.
But seeing Baby Hai’s confident deanor made Ning Fan doubt, “Is it my taste buds that are off or hers?”
Ning Fan suddenly asked, “Baobao, have you tried your own cooking?”
“I don’t have that much ti to waste in the kitchen.”
Baby Hai’s beautiful eyes sparkled.
Even if she had ti, Baby Hai wouldn’t step into the kitchen since the sll of oil and smoke is a beauty’s worst enemy.
If it weren’t for Ning Fan, she wouldn’t have personally cooked.
“Didn’t you say you cooked for your family?”
“Are you talking about my parents!”
Bringing up this topic, Baby Hai laughed, “They love my cooking. They don’t leave any for .”
Ning Fan instantly realized that it wasn’t because it was too delicious, but rather too bad, unwilling to crush their daughter’s confidence, they had forced themselves to finish.
“Poor parents in the world!”
Thinking about it, Ning Fan didn’t want to spoil Baby Hai’s mood, as it was an act of good intention after all.
These days, aside from family or lovers, unless they are particularly close, no other woman would be willing to personally cook for you.
Reflecting on this, Ning Fan plucked up the courage and seized the opportunity to tackle these dark dishes.
“Yes, delicious!”
“Wow, so fragrant!”
“Worldly delicacy!”
…
Watching Ning Fan devour the dishes, his face twitching from the supposed deliciousness,
Baby Hai’s eyes turned into a slit from smiling so much, “Eat slower, don’t choke, no one’s fighting you for it.”
Ning Fan, without raising his head, said, “No way. It’s too delicious, I simply can’t stop.”
“Hehe. I knew I had cooking talent. Keep in mind this is only my fourth ti in the kitchen.”
With that, Baby Hai recounted her culinary learning experience.
After being moved by a docuntary about maternal love, Baby Hai felt inspired, so she bought a cookbook and decided to cook dinner for her family following its thods.
After cooking three als in a row, aside from the first al because it was her first ti in the kitchen, she didn’t do quite well.
In the subsequent two attempts, Baby Hai’s performance got better and better, clearing the plate each ti.
After hearing all this, Ning Fan understood completely, “No wonder there’s appearance and aroma, but the taste is off.”
Ning Fan didn’t catch the implied aning in Baby Hai’s words.
Besides her family, he was the first outsider to judge Baby Hai’s culinary skills.
Seeing Ning Fan unable to stop eating, Baby Hai was tempted and said, “Speaking of which, I haven’t tasted my own cooking.”
“No.”
As he was about to finish, if Baby Hai took a bite, Ning Fan’s efforts would completely go in vain.
“Consider it compensation for today’s deception, to appease her. After all, she scarcely cooks; as long as I get through this al, it’ll be fine.”
Seeing Ning Fan’s “selfish” look, Baby Hai wasn’t angry at all. For her, the more Ning Fan ate, the happier she beca.
At this point, Baby Hai seed to rember Ma Fei’er, “Fei’er, you eat so too. Otherwise, there’ll be none left.”
“Oh…”
Ma Fei’er, usually too polite to decline Baby Hai, was just reaching for the chopsticks when she heard Ning Fan’s telepathic ssage, “Don’t eat.”
Ma Fei’er paused, then slightly peeved, she responded in a bit of a fit, “No need. I’m not hungry. Since he enjoys it, he can have more.”
With his mouth tasting bitter and astringent, his throat almost burning from the salt, Ning Fan was in no position to notice the strange tone from Ma Fei’er.
Baby Hai didn’t notice either and didn’t continue to exchange pleasantries.
This ti cooking had special significance, for Ning Fan to finish it alone was the best outco.
At this mont, Ning Fan was frowning at the last dish, the tofu fish soup. A large bowl of fish soup was still left.
Recalling that fishy sll, Ning Fan had no choice but to pinch his nose and lift the bowl of soup.
Watching Ning Fan gulp the soup, Ma Fei’er inexplicably felt a surge of resentnt, “Is it really that good? Soday I’ll let him try my cooking.”
Speaking of culinary skills, Ma Fei’er was confident she wouldn’t lose to Baby Hai.
The Ma Family, being a prestigious family for thousands of years, though a cultivation family, still followed traditional rituals to educate the younger generation.
Although Ma Fei’er hadn’t learned music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, she was very adept at knitting, needlework, and culinary arts.
“Finally, a job well done.”
Looking at the scant remaining fish soup, Ning Fan had managed to finish these dark dishes.
“You have quite the appetite.”
Baby Hai covered her mouth with a smile; nothing could be better than this outco.
“I’m so thirsty.”
Just as Ning Fan finished speaking, Baby Hai imdiately got up and said, “I’ll get you so water.”
Seizing the chance as Baby Hai left, Ma Fei’er couldn’t hold back her question any longer, “Is it really that good?”
Ning Fan paused, then smirked oddly, “Want to try it?”
“I don’t want to.” Ma Fei’er replied a bit sulkily, “This was specially prepared for you by Miss Hai.”
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