Zhou Ziwen is good at making braised pork. The meat is not yet cooked, but the tempting aroma is already coming out.

Mixed with the sika deer meat stewing on the stove next to it, the whole kitchen was filled with fragrance.

A dish of braised pork doesn’t take long to cook, and including the time for stewing potatoes, it only takes about half an hour.

Smelling the aroma of meat coming from the kitchen, the relatives and friends outside were no longer in the mood to chat.

Everyone looked eagerly towards the kitchen, waiting for dinner time to come.

In the hall, brothers Zhang Yang and Zhang Lei had happy expressions on their faces. Just by smelling the aroma, they knew it must be delicious.

Just imagine how honored it is to be able to hire such a skilled chef.

Although Zhou Ziwen is not a chef, his cooking skills are no worse than those of the chefs.

From childhood to adulthood, they have eaten many banquets, but they have never eaten such delicious food.

Well, although the dish was not ready yet, the two brothers had already recognized Zhou Ziwen's cooking skills in advance.

In the room, Zhang Yang's parents were also smiling happily.

When they first learned that Zhang Yang invited Zhou Ziwen to cook, they were quite reluctant.

However, since Zhou Ziwen was the leader of the Mushroom Group, they couldn't object.

In their opinion, Zhou Ziwen was just an educated youth from the city. How could such a young educated youth have any good cooking skills?

If we were to say who knows Zhou Ziwen’s cooking skills best, it would have to be Chen Shiying.

She just helped Zhou Ziwen.

The aroma from the pot wafted into her nose, and just the smell made her feel hungry.

"Ziwen, your cooking skills have improved again!" Chen Shiying looked surprised.

How could she not know whether Zhou Ziwen practiced his cooking skills regularly?

He basically doesn't cook unless he feels like it.

But precisely because she knew this, she was somewhat confused about Zhou Ziwen's unreasonable promotion.

In order to improve her cooking skills, she even cooked all the meals at home.

Except for a few times, she is the one who cooks all the three meals a day at home.

In order to improve her cooking skills, she often seeks guidance from Zhou Ziwen.

Although she felt that her cooking skills were improving rapidly, compared with Zhou Ziwen, her improvement was insignificant.

"Haha, come, have a taste!"

Seeing his sister-in-law's puzzled look, Zhou Ziwen found it a little funny and simply picked up a piece of meat and gave it to her.

"This is not good. The banquet outside has not started yet, and we are eating secretly." Chen Shiying said shyly as she looked at the aunties and grandmas who were chatting in the kitchen.

"Hey, just try it, no one will say anything." Zhou Ziwen said indifferently.

"Yes, Xiao Chen, don't be afraid. It's just a piece of meat. If anyone dares to speak, I'll help you scold him."

Next to her, an old lady spoke with a smile.

But she seemed to have mistaken Chen Shiying for Chen Qiaoyi.

Chen Qiaoyi, who was making a fire, almost laughed out loud when she saw this scene.

From childhood to adulthood, although I have encountered this situation many times, I still find it very interesting every time.

"If you don't want to eat, then let me eat it!" Chen Qiaoyi stood up and looked at her sister with a smile.

"I'll eat."

When Chen Shiying saw her sister trying to snatch it from her, she immediately became anxious.

Because there were outsiders present, Chen Shiying was not comfortable accepting Zhou Ziwen's feeding, so she found a pair of chopsticks and put the meat in her mouth to taste it.

As soon as she put the braised pork in her mouth, she felt a fragrant and glutinous taste.

The distinct layers of flavor made her a little intoxicated.

The aroma of the pork itself, the saltiness of the broad beans, the aroma of the soy sauce, and a slight hint of sweetness are like the finishing touch, making this braised pork extraordinary.

"Delicious." Chen Shiying's expression at this moment was very similar to Chen Qiaoyi's.

Just like a greedy little girl, Zhou Ziwen couldn't help but pamper her.

"Brother Ziwen, the food you cook is so delicious. When we get home, can you cook for me too?"

Looking at the aunties and grandmas staring at her, Chen Shiying changed her mind and imitated Chen Qiaoyi's behavior to act coquettishly towards Zhou Ziwen.

You know what, this feeling of pretending to be a younger sister made her feel a little strange.

They had done this before when they were young, but the feeling this time was different, especially pretending to be Zhou Ziwen's wife in front of the aunts and grandmas, which made her both nervous and excited.

"Ziwen, let me taste your cooking skills."

Seeing that her sister was impersonating her, Chen Qiaoyi also imitated her sister's tone and spoke to Zhou Ziwen.

"Okay, sister." Zhou Ziwen also found it interesting and simply played with the two sisters.

Zhou Ziwen also felt a little excited when the two sisters pretended to be each other.

Sure enough, role-playing is quite interesting.

Especially when playing with the two sisters at night, it would be very exciting if they swapped identities!

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziwen was looking forward to the arrival of the evening.

"It's delicious, really delicious." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was exposed.

However, the aunts and grandmas didn't know much about the two sisters and didn't notice anything wrong.

"Let me try it too."

Seeing Chen Qiaoyi's intoxicated expression, Zhou Ziwen became curious.

He picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth to taste.

As soon as he took a bite, his eyes lit up. It tasted really good.

Since his cooking skills reached level five, he has cooked a few times, but none of them were as delicious as today's dish.

However, Zhou Ziwen soon figured out the reason.

This has little to do with his cooking skills, it’s mainly due to the ingredients.

Although the taste of game is unique, there is always a strong smell of mutton, which is difficult to remove and can only be neutralized at best.

But in this way, the taste of the ingredients themselves will be masked a little.

This is also the reason why Zhou Ziwen’s braised pork tastes better even though their cooking skills are the same.

However, in this case, it all comes down to the skill level being too low.

If his cooking skills could reach level eight like Bajiquan, the game he would cook would be more delicious than pork.

"Yiyi, put this braised pork aside for now and serve it together with the other dishes later."

After the braised pork with potatoes was ready, Zhou Ziwen started to busy himself with making other dishes.

"good."

Chen Qiaoyi happily brought a few plates of braised pork to the side, while Chen Shiying brought the ingredients for the next dish and placed them on the stove.

The way the two sisters divided the work and cooperated with each other formed a beautiful landscape in Zhou Ziwen's eyes.

With someone helping him, Zhou Ziwen only needs to concentrate on cooking.

As the dishes came out of the pot, Zhang Yang's house was filled with delicious aroma. Friends and relatives outside were already looking forward to it, and even Zhang Yang came in and asked several times.

It’s not that Zhou Ziwen was too slow and missed the time, but the guests were smelling the delicious food and were asking how long it would take for the meal to start.

In the kitchen, several aunties and grandmas who liked to chat stopped talking.

Everyone watched Zhou Ziwen cook attentively, hoping to learn something from him.

As time passed, Zhou Ziwen's dishes were finally ready.

As Zhang Yang announced that dinner was ready, many people cheered. (End of this chapter)