295: Chapter 273: The Happy Kitchen 295: Chapter 273: The Happy Kitchen Afterward, the two began cleaning.
For vegetables, Lin Yi planned to make minced at with eggplant, stir-fried shredded radish with at.
As for at, he intended to make chicken soup, braised soft-shelled turtle, stir-fried yam with at, and a series of other dishes.
Of course, these dishes sounded delicious, and they indeed would be, but that was if he could actually cook them.
On this side, Li Chen and Lin Yi first picked out all the vegetable ingredients and washed them.
Ingredients that weren’t needed right away could be set aside for Aunt Wang to handle next ti she ca back.
The vegetables were quickly washed, and then Lin Yi tied on an apron, looking every bit the head chef.
“Honey, bring over a bowl of hot water,” Lin Yi said as he picked up the big black hen and placed it on the ground.
“Cluck cluck cluck cluck”
The hen started to make noise, its pair of chicken eyes curiously looking at Lin Yi in front of it.
Its claws were tied together, leaving it only able to crawl on the ground.
Lin Yi carefully squatted down, then reached out and stroked the head of the big black hen: “Hen, oh hen, I’m going to kill you soon, so close your eyes and don’t struggle, okay?”
Luckily, Li Chen was not around, or he would have fainted on the spot.
Who talks to a chicken before killing it?
His beautiful wife really was treating the chicken like a person.
Lin Yi then gripped the knife in his hand.
She was nervous too, taking a deep breath before slowly advancing towards the hen.
The black hen, seeing Lin Yi taking out a knife, suddenly beca unsettled.
Damn it, weren’t we supposed to be friends?
Yet here you are, pulling out a knife, ready to kill ?
I hate humans who play such gas the most!
Suddenly, the black hen stretched its long neck, as if on alert, keeping an eye on Lin Yi.
Seeing her still trying to approach, it suddenly let out a “cluck cluck cluck” and then began flapping its wings!
“Ah!”
Lin Yi hadn’t expected the black hen to resist and struggle at the last mont.
She covered her face with her hands while the hen, with a wobble, managed to fly up into the air, fluttering past Lin Yi’s shoulder and landing on the countertop.
Li Chen, hearing Lin Yi’s scream, rushed over imdiately.
“Baby, what happened?” Li Chen asked worriedly, but upon seeing Lin Yi holding a knife in a standoff with the chicken on the counter, he couldn’t help but be speechless.
Lin Yi, with both hands on the knife, edged nervously towards the hen.
The hen moved its neck as if to say: Don’t treat like a re chicken, I have my dignity too, okay?
If you could be more sincere and use fewer tricks, we could be friends, just let go…
Li Chen found it especially funny in his heart, his beautiful wife had never killed a chicken before.
“Li Chen, hurry, help catch it!” Lin Yi said anxiously.
At that mont, seeing Lin Yi approach, the old hen clucked again and then, flapping its wings, flew forward.
“Ah!”
Lin Yi let out a shriek and crouched down, hugging her head.
Li Chen watched the old hen show off in midair and couldn’t help but laugh.
Just as the old hen was flapping its wings, suddenly it couldn’t move anymore—Li Chen had caught the hen’s wings in midair.
Seeing Li Chen catch the old hen, Lin Yi cheered.
“Husband, hold onto it,” Lin Yi said while holding the knife, then slowly approached the old hen.
But when the hen tilted its head, it scared Lin Yi into pulling back the knife.
Li Chen wanted to laugh, “Baby, you go deal with the hot water and stuff, I’ll take care of killing the chicken.”
After saying this, Li Chen took the knife and skillfully grabbed the head of the old hen, lifting it up and starting to pluck the feathers from its neck.
Before long, the feathers around the old hen’s neck were cleanly plucked.
Lin Yi saw Li Chen ready to cut, and imdiately joined her hands in prayer, closing her eyes and saying softly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, may you have a better life in your next incarnation.”
Li Chen smiled slightly—Lin Yi really was kind.
Then, he made a move, and the knife slid across the neck of the old hen.
The old hen tried to struggle frantically but was utterly unable to break free from Li Chen’s left hand.
It wasn’t long before the blood from the hen’s neck stopped flowing, and all of its blood had been collected in a bowl.
“Baby, you go do sothing else, leave this to ,” Li Chen said as he set about cleaning the hen.
Lin Yi nodded obediently and went to do other things.
Such tasks were better left to Li Chen.
She enjoyed cooking but disliked taking lives.
Li Chen got busy.
With hot water available, plucking the chicken feathers was very simple, and then he proceeded to gut it and clean the internal organs.
All of this was simple.
Having been around the block, Li Chen had been exposed to so kitchen work, so he was a bit more capable than Lin Yi.
While Li Chen was busy, he glanced at Lin Yi but noticed she had taken out the turtle and placed it on the table, perhaps curious, she was about to squat down to take a closer look at the terrapin retracted in its shell.
“Stop!”
Li Chen exclaid, dashing over and reaching out just as the terrapin suddenly stretched its head out and bit forward, latching on to Li Chen’s finger!
Li Chen lifted his hand, and the turtle did not let go, but instead was lifted into the air by Li Chen, still shaking about.
“Be more careful next ti, these things can bite,” Li Chen said, looking at Lin Yi with a speechless expression.
Lin Yi quickly nodded her head; she had no idea that thing could actually bite people.
After a flurry of activity, mainly by Li Chen, all the ingredients were ready: the pork was chopped, the soft-shelled turtle was killed, and the old laying hens turned into chicken at.
Everything was set, just waiting to be cooked.
Lin Yi swiftly skimd through the recipes for several dishes, then started getting busy.
She put the chicken at and so other ingredients like cinnamon sticks and various Chinese dicinal herbs into the pot, along with other parts of the recipe, closed the lid of the pressure cooker, turned on the switch, and began heating oil to start stir-frying.
Li Chen stayed by her side, reminding her not to add too much of this or that, then lending a hand; otherwise, they might end up with another disaster, a dark cuisine.
However, Lin Yi indeed had a strong learning ability and managed to cook with aplomb, steaming the eggplant pot and starting to stir-fry the yam.
Everything was busy but orderly.
“Stir-fry for ten minutes, add salt, then add chili peppers,” Lin Yi murmured, following the procedure, but then she suddenly forgot.
“What do I do after adding the chili peppers?” Lin Yi wondered, hurrying back to the computer to check.
Li Chen chuckled, stirring with the spatula while Lin Yi returned after checking the process to continue cooking.
“Honey, the dish I make today will be absolutely amazing,” said Lin Yi blissfully, like a little woman.
Li Chen hugged her from behind and kissed her on the cheek, “Of course, anything my sweetheart makes is delicious, isn’t it?”
Lin Yi sniffed her turned-up nose, full of joy, “In a bit, I have to proceed to the next step with my braised soft-shelled turtle.”
Watching Lin Yi buzz around, she looked like the epito of a blissfully happy little woman, nothing like a company president.
Sotis, changing a woman is actually a simple matter.
Inside, Li Chen was touched yet again; to have married Lin Yi, he felt it was very worthwhile, although it might have originally been an absurd marriage contract.
But now, they were playing it for real.
In any case, for the rest of your life, you have to accept my pampering.
Li Chen smiled faintly, but at that mont, Lin Yi seed a bit overwheld, with four dishes going at the sa ti.
She couldn’t manage them all, and Li Chen started to help out as well.
“Oops, seems like I haven’t added salt to the yam yet.”
“I haven’t put MSG in the soft-shelled turtle; let add so.”
“Baby, don’t put too much.”
The two of them in the kitchen presented a warm and harmonious scene.
However, while Lin Yi was stir-frying, flas suddenly surged beneath the pan as if swallowing it whole, giving her quite a scare.
Li Chen laughed out loud—Lin Yi actually had a touch of a master chef’s flair.
As ti passed, the aroma began to waft from the pressure cooker.
“Mmm, slls delicious.” Li Chen sniffed, closing his eyes.
Lin Yi also slled the aroma, her face lighting up with surprise; she felt a sense of pride in her success.
When it cos to success, we need to be tolerant and encouraging.
No matter what kind of success, large or small, it deserves recognition.
Thus, at that mont, Lin Yi felt very happy, and Li Chen affectionately pinched her nose.
Before long, one dish after another was brought out to the dining table.
Li Chen couldn’t help but swallow, witnessing a world of difference.
It looked like his beautiful wife had a lot of potential that had yet to be unearthed.
But finally, he felt relieved from the fear of being dominated by dark cuisine.
Just the pressure cooker was left, and once the chicken soup was ready, they could start eating.
A few minutes later, the chicken soup from the pressure cooker ca out, the fragrance filling the air!
“Let’s eat!”
Li Chen couldn’t wait, picking up his chopsticks.
“Hey, stop,” Lin Yi scolded, batting away Li Chen’s “bear paw,” “You haven’t washed your hands yet.”
Li Chen scuttled off to wash his hands, and then the two of them began their delightful Chinese al.
…
For the next few days, Li Chen stayed with Lin Yi at the villa.
As for Lin Xiaoxiao’s injury and hospitalization, Li Chen still kept it a secret.
Xiaoxiao just needed so ti to recover and would be fine soon.
Lin Yi didn’t suspect anything, as Lin Xiaoxiao often stayed at school.
Aunt Wang visited a few tis as well and was very pleased to see Li Chen and Lin Yi getting along so happily.
Finally, the young lady had found a good ho; Aunt Wang knew she hadn’t misjudged him.
A few days later, after Lin Yi’s persistent insistence, Li Chen finally agreed to let Lin Yi go to work.
These days, Lin Yi clearly had recovered from her previous ordeal.
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