Zheng Qiu prepared a large table of delicious food, including sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and sweet and sour spare ribs, which made Gu En very happy.

This silly kid, with just these three dishes, he completely forgot about Zheng Qiu's previous targeting of him and how she deliberately disgusted him on the way.

He is now completely able to be good buddies with Zheng Qiu.

Gu Xin felt a bit of a headache. Luckily, Xiao Qiu wasn't a bad girl, otherwise their Enzi would have suffered one day.

Gu Xin could tell that Gu En was treating Zheng Qiu differently, which was evident from Gu En's emotional changes over the past two days.

The two grew up together, and for the first ten years, they were both a bit silly, but some ingrained habits were formed from childhood. Later, Gu Shouxin personally taught Gu En, and to outsiders, Gu En was able to keep his emotions hidden; no one could tell whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood.

He's only been with Xiao Qiu for a few days, and this kid has already completely lost his composure.

In fact, Gu Xin was also very curious about Gu En's own thoughts. After all, in Gu En's heart, Zheng Qiu was a man just like him. Did he realize the changes in himself?

"Wow, Xiao Qiu's cooking skills are unbelievable! It's even better than what I've ever had from a master chef!" Fatty Wang had already started eating.

"That's excellent knife work!" the man in white commented.

"How could his knife skills be bad? Don't you even know what he does for a living?" Gu En replied naturally.

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously felt that he might have said something wrong again. He glanced at Zheng Qiu and, seeing that Zheng Qiu's expression did not change, he was relieved.

"Third sister, eat! What are you thinking about? We'll all be finished soon." Gu En reminded Gu Xin when he saw her staring at him absentmindedly, which also changed the subject.

"Okay, let's eat." Gu Xin hadn't missed the expression on Zheng Qiu's face after Gu En finished speaking. She smiled, nodded, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating without thinking too much about it.

Lu Zheng had already placed food in her bowl.

"Xiao Qiu, who did you learn to cook from? I often see you eating noodles at noodle stalls. Last time I went to your place, the kitchen looked like it hadn't been used in a long time. I really thought you couldn't cook." Gu Xin thought it tasted pretty good and asked curiously.

She's not picky about food at all; she'll eat anything that tastes good.

“I just arrived in the capital this year. Before I rented that little courtyard, no one lived there for several months. I just settled in and need to get used to the environment, so I haven’t had time to buy many things yet. That’s why the kitchen looks like it hasn’t been used in a long time,” Zheng Qiu put down his chopsticks and explained. “I learned to cook when I was in Jiangnan with my godfather. His family were butchers, and he slaughtered pigs and sheep with them since he was a child. Later, he learned from the coroner in the yamen. Besides being a good eater, my godfather also liked to drink. Once I could hold a knife, he started teaching me to cook. After I learned, cooking three meals a day became my job.”

“Your godfather went too far! You were only about six years old when you could lift a knife! He made you cook three meals a day when you were so young!” Gu En couldn’t help but say.

Gu Xin glanced at Gu En speechlessly. It's true that the closer you get to someone, the less you know how to talk. He was her godfather, who saved her life and they depended on each other for survival, and he has already passed away. Is it really okay for you to say this in front of Xiao Qiu?