After Transmigrating, I Became Popular Thanks to My Brothers

She, a powerful ancient martial arts master, woke up to find herself transmigrated into a Mary Sue novel, becoming a cannon fodder female supporting character. She was merely a stepping stone for t...

Chapter 98 looks like the Bull Demon King.

Gu Jin was cooking alone in the kitchen. Wearing an apron, he no longer had the domineering and authoritarian demeanor he displayed at work, but instead exuded a more down-to-earth charm.

With the help of two chefs, he quickly prepared a delicious lunch that was light in flavor but rich in nutrients.

"Mr. Fu, we didn't make Western food today, so we'll have to wait until next time." Gu Jin, who had just untied his apron and was about to wash his hands, smiled shyly as he saw Fu Jue arrive at the restaurant.

He had promised to cook Western food, but he ended up cooking Western food instead, and he was still quite worried that Fu Jue would be angry.

"It's alright, I like Chinese food too." Fu Jue showed no displeasure as he watched Gu Qingqing being helped into the restaurant by Gu Mu.

After washing and dressing, she put on a white and blue dress and looked more energetic than before.

Gu Mu braided her hair into two pigtails, giving her a look reminiscent of young women in the 1960s. The retro style was mixed with a fashionable vibe, but Gu Mu managed to create a completely new look for her.

Fu Jue liked her sweet, cute, and adorable appearance, which evoked a protective instinct in him to cherish and pamper her.

"Wow~ It smells so good! Just the smell makes it taste delicious. Big brother, you're such a good cook." She saw a table of lightly flavored Chinese dishes, including steamed egg custard, mint shaved ice porridge, steamed fish, boiled beef slices, and stir-fried vegetables.

My nose twitched as I inhaled all the aromas of the food into my lungs; I felt that just smelling the food was enough to fill me up.

The food looked delicious; Cantonese cuisine is all about presentation and taste.

The ingredients must be the freshest, because Cantonese cuisine doesn't use random seasonings, allowing you to taste the true flavor of the ingredients. If the ingredients are even slightly stale, it will affect the taste.

"Qingqing, I'm glad you like it. Come and eat." Gu Jin pulled out a chair and urged her to sit down and try his cooking.

As a part-time cook, it's an honor for him that his sister enjoys the food he makes.

Gu Mu and Fu Jue also took their seats, sitting on either side of her.

"Qingqing, try this mint ice porridge that you like." Gu Mu served her a bowl of mint ice porridge, which made her very happy.

Being taken care of so meticulously by them, happiness spread from the inside out, something she could never experience before transmigrating into the book.

This unexpected transmigration into a book allowed her to experience a life she had never tried before, and gave her three wonderful older brothers.

"Delicious." Gu Qingqing was immediately captivated by the deliciousness of the mint ice porridge after taking a bite. The refreshing mint flavor soothed every part of her throat, making it feel cool and comfortable.

I heard that the original owner loved mint ice porridge, but I never expected it to be so delicious. Now she doesn't need to pretend anymore, because she herself has come to love the taste.

Fu Jue also took a bite. It was his first time eating mint ice porridge, and he liked it immediately.

It has a refreshing and cool taste, and is delicious.

Gu Jin felt satisfied seeing that everyone enjoyed the food he had made. After all, it proved that his cooking skills were good, and anyone would be happy in that situation.

"Qingqing, have some steamed egg custard, it's your favorite." Gu Mu took a spoon and scooped a large spoonful of golden-yellow steamed egg custard into her bowl.

"Thank you, Second Brother. You're so kind to me. You should eat too." She took a clean spoon and scooped a large spoonful of steamed egg custard into Gu Mu's bowl.

Then he scooped up a large spoonful and put it into Gu Jin's eyes until he saw Fu Jue's empty bowl.

Should she scoop a spoonful of steamed egg custard for him too?

Okay! I can't just give it to my own brother and not this fake brother, can I?

It's impolite and unfair.

so……

Gu Qingqing scooped a spoonful of steamed egg custard into Fu Jue's bowl, and he gave a slight smile. "Thank you, Qingqing."

Gu Mu saw this and, in a fit of anger, he ate his meal with gusto. "Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!"

His angry expression resembled that of some kind of animal.

"Hehehe... Second Brother, are you imitating a cow's moo? You sound like the Bull Demon King! Hahaha..." She couldn't help but laugh out loud and even shouted out her thoughts.