Bai Hao returned to his room and sat quietly to sense Qin Nan again, but still found nothing. In order to prove that it was not his problem, he also sensed a passerby.

It can still perceive everything normally, not only all the information about this person's life, but also the information about his ancestors. However, when it comes to Qin Nan, it still knows nothing.

Helpless, Bai Hao tried to contact the clan elders to see if they had encountered a similar situation, but no one replied. Bai Hao left a message and then opened his eyes.

Totoro: [Boss, how's it going?]

Bai Hao: [No reply yet, where is he?]

Totoro: [Cooking.]

Upon hearing this, Bai Hao picked up the totoro and placed it on his shoulder. He opened the door and went downstairs. As soon as he got downstairs, he smelled a fragrance that seemed to be stew. He knew that using the secret technique would take a long time and consume his energy, so he wouldn't use it unless the situation was serious.

He had just finished using it when he smelled an irresistible aroma of delicious food, and it was prepared for him. Bai Hao was in a great mood.

Not only Bai Hao, but the Totoro also smelled the aroma of fried fish in addition to the soup.

Bai Hao walked into the kitchen with practiced ease. There was a soup simmering in a clay pot. It didn't smell like meat; it seemed to be a mushroom soup, and it smelled very good.

Qin Nan was frying fish in a wok. She made slits in the fish, sprinkled a few slices of ginger on it, and fried both sides until golden brown. When she saw that it was almost done, Qin Nan added water to make a white soup.

The most delicious way to make crucian carp soup is to make a pure white soup. Simply clean the fish, make a few slits, rub it with salt to marinate, then fry it in a pot with ginger until both sides are golden brown to remove the fishy smell. Then add water, bring it to a boil, and then simmer until the soup turns white, like milk. That kind of soup is very delicious.

The Totoro, clutching dried fruit in its two little paws, stared blankly at the fish pot, never expecting that Qin Nan would find the fish it had hidden in the cupboard to eat raw and make into soup.

But this aroma... it doesn't matter what you eat. If you could eat fish like this every day, Qin Nan would give you as much fish as she wanted. Is this the true taste of heaven? Is this what the finished product looks like in the recipe?

Qin Nan didn't notice someone had come into the kitchen and continued chopping vegetables, including bok choy and cauliflower. She could make stir-fried bok choy and dry-pot cauliflower, which would be a good combination of meat and vegetables. It was a little too much for two people, but since she didn't know Bai Hao's appetite and the vegetables would lose their freshness if she added more, Qin Nan made both.

Rice was also cooked in the rice cooker, and it should be ready around the same time as the mushroom soup. Looking at the various kinds of mushrooms in the refrigerator, Qin Nan felt that mixed mushroom soup was the best choice.

Bai Hao walked behind Qin Nan and peeked into the bok choy in the vegetable basin next to the cutting board. "Can you remove this weed?"

A cold voice rang in his ears, and Qin Nan's hand holding the knife trembled so much that he almost chopped it off. He looked at Bai Hao, who looked completely innocent, behind him with lingering fear.

Qin Nan: "You're scaring me half to death! Boss, don't suddenly appear like that!"

"You just didn't notice," Bai Hao replied matter-of-factly.

Qin Nan: "......"

"Can we remove this weed?" Bai Hao pointed to the rapeseed.

Qin Nan: "No, and besides, this isn't grass!"

"It's no different from grass!" Bai Hao frowned.

Qin Nan: "Heh, it's no different from grass. Have you ever eaten grass?"

Bai Hao: "I've eaten it."

Qin Nan: "......"

Qin Nan glanced at Bai Hao's extremely serious expression and curled her lips. Sure enough, his appearance was fake. His aloofness and seriousness were all a lie. He lied so obviously that he made it sound like the truth. He was so poor that he had never even eaten grass, but this rich young master had never eaten grass.

Although Bai Hao couldn't see what Qin Nan was thinking, he could tell from his disdainful expression that Qin Nan didn't believe him. But there was really no way to explain it, so he could only leave the kitchen and sit on the sofa in the living room to play with a tablet that he had pulled out from somewhere.

With the obstruction gone, Qin Nan's cooking flowed much more smoothly. She didn't need to be distracted and was less prone to making mistakes. The rich aromas spread even further. The kitchen range hood hadn't been cleaned, and it was unclear whether it would still be usable, so she had to rely on natural ventilation.

Bai Hao, who was sitting on the sofa playing on his tablet, was completely distracted, but he wasn't as distracted as Totoro, who was clinging to the glass partition door of the kitchen and drooling.

Qin Nan turned off the fire in the fish soup and mixed mushroom soup. The dishes she had just cooked were already served. She turned her head and saw Totoro, who was sticking to the door, smacking his lips and staring intently. She smiled, picked up Totoro, and put him on her shoulder.

Then, I put the mushroom soup and fish soup in a bowl, added two bowls of rice to the rice cooker, and then served the food to the table one by one.

Upon seeing this, Bai Hao immediately got up and moved from the sofa to the dining table, throwing the tablet onto the sofa as well.

Qin Nan took off her apron, washed her hands, and saw Bai Hao sitting at the table, ready to start eating. She grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the kitchen to wash his hands. Qin Nan had just sat down when Bai Hao, who had finished washing his hands, came over and sat down first, and then started eating without any politeness.

Seeing that Bai Hao had tasted every dish before starting to eat heartily, Qin Nan casually asked, "Is the taste alright?"

Bai Hao: "Not bad, that works."

Qin Nan, holding her rice bowl, watched as Bai Hao finished off the grass he hadn't wanted to eat earlier and started working on the mushroom soup.

The totoro on Qin Nan's shoulder jumped onto the table and stretched out its paws to eat the fish. Qin Nan took a small plate and put a piece of fish on the totoro's plate. The totoro ate it while blowing on it, ignoring the heat. Watching the two of them eat so quickly, it looked like they hadn't eaten for several meals.

Qin Nan scooped a bowl of fish soup and poured it over rice before eating. He had eaten some fruits and melons at the old village chief's place before he came. Although he was a little hungry, he wasn't hungry enough to be like this, so he ate his rice and just watched from the side.

Although Bai Hao eats quickly, it doesn't affect his eating manners, and his elegance doesn't affect his eating speed either. The little totoro has a lot of energy. He uses a spoon to scoop fish into a small dish and eats it, picking out the bones very cleanly, and he doesn't eat very slowly.

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