"Stop!" Yan An made a stop gesture to Su Jingzhan.

"I'll make it for you, okay? Please stop disgusting me, I want to eat another bowl of rice."

"Hehehe, junior sister~ I didn't do anything disgusting, I..."

Before Su Jingzhan could finish speaking, Yue Xiyuan grabbed him and threw him aside.

"If you keep babbling, I'll throw you out."

"Tch, this is my junior sister's place. You want to throw it away? Sigh, you can't."

"He can't throw it, but I can."

Yan An selected four packets of Haidilao hot pot base, "Since Brother Zichen and Sister Nianxia didn't eat it yesterday, let's have hot pot for lunch today."

Su Jingzhan immediately shut up when he heard about hot pot.

If you anger Yue Xiyuan, you'll at most get a beating, but if you anger Yan An, you won't get any hot pot.

Now, in Su Jingzhan's eyes, even if he gets beaten up, he still has to eat Yan An's delicious food.

Yan An took out the four-compartment hot pot from Haidilao. Coincidentally, on the day the hot pot base was available, an induction cooker appeared on the bar, which could even be hidden.

"Here are spicy, tomato, mushroom soup, and pork tripe and chicken soup. Each compartment contains one of each."

"Alright, junior sister, you can go ahead then."

Su Jingzhan, familiar with the process, poured the bottom of the pot into the four-compartment pot one by one, and added some water from Tianshan Mountain.

At this moment, Yan An and Yue Xiyuan brought in the ingredients, along with several bowls of prepared dipping sauce.

"I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I made a few extra bowls for you two. Try them one by one. This one is spicy, so Sister Nianxia shouldn't eat it."

"It's okay, I can't really handle spicy food anyway."

"Oh? You can't eat spicy food? Then you'll miss out on half the fun of eating hot pot."

"Don't worry, the spicy ones are delicious, and the non-spicy ones are delicious too."

"I don't believe it, I'll try."

After Su Jingzhan tried each broth, he discovered that each one had its own unique flavor, just as Yan An had said, even the non-spicy ones were very fragrant.

So, when we had hot pot yesterday, Su Jingzhan only ate the spicy broth and didn't touch anything else.

After simmering a slice of beef in the broth, Xu Nianxia dipped it in the sauce Yan An had prepared and put it in her mouth.

Two parts sesame paste, eight parts peanut butter. They blend together perfectly, and when combined with other seasonings, the flavor instantly shines through.

"Mmm, it's really delicious. An'an, you're amazing! Not only are you beautiful and skilled in medicine, but you're also a fantastic cook."

Yan An was a little embarrassed by the praise. She really hadn't done anything for today's meal; it was all thanks to Haidilao.

However, it's no exaggeration to say that she's a good cook.

"Then you don't know, my junior sister is not only as powerful as you said, but her martial arts and lightness skills are also exceptional. Her master is Venerable Bai Qing, and even he is no match for my junior sister."

Su Jingzhan kept eating, glanced up at Yue Xiyuan, and quickly picked up another piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in the pot.

This was beyond Mo Zichen's expectations. Yue Xiyuan's martial arts were among the best in the four kingdoms, but he never expected that Yan An's martial arts were even more powerful than Yue Xiyuan's.

"Don't praise me like that, I'm embarrassed. We're about the same, about the same."

"I am indeed not as capable as An'an."

Yue Xiyuan, who hadn't spoken since the start of the meal, finally opened his mouth.

But Yan An seemed to smell something unfriendly; the cold-faced prince was back.

Who upset him? Yan An looked around but couldn't believe it was him.

She picked up a piece of tripe and put it in Yue Xiyuan's bowl, then suddenly remembered that she hadn't made him the instant noodles she promised.

Yan An felt a little guilty. "Hehe, I'll make you some instant noodles right now."

Seeing Yan An go to make herself some instant noodles, the corners of her originally arrogant mouth instantly curved into a smile.

This month, Xiyuan is really something else; give him a sweet treat and he'll be on cloud nine.

"You're telling me, the instant noodles are right here, can't you make them yourself?"

"I've tried it before, but mine doesn't taste as good as yours."

He's the kind of person who could burn down the kitchen just by cooking noodles, let alone someone with his own secret recipe.

"Three minutes are up, you can eat now."

Yue Xiyuan took a small sip and said, "This is the taste. An'an, how did you make it? It's completely different from mine."

"I have a secret recipe."

"What secret recipe?"

Yan An looked at Yue Xiyuan's excited face and thought, "Fine, I'll just tell him. When I get tired someday, I can't rely on this guy to cook, but I can still make him some instant noodles."

"First, boil the water to 100℃. When the water just reaches 100℃, put in the noodles and cook for three minutes. Then take them out and put them in ice water. After a short while, take the noodles out and put them in an empty bowl. Mix in the seasoning and let them soak in hot water for three minutes. That's how you make this Michelin-standard instant noodles."

The words Yan An used might not be understood by others, but Yue Xiyuan had been following Yan An for so long that he had read most of the books in this space.

He knew quite a bit about Yan An's era, so he could basically understand what Yan An meant by modernization.

"So it turns out my order and timing were wrong. Oh, I see. Who taught you this method? It's different from the instruction manual."

"Our regent even knows the instruction manual?"

"Do you think I've been reading books for nothing all this time?"

“You’re amazing. If you ask who you learned from, I once saw a movie called ‘This Is Not What I Expected’ and I learned from Takeshi Kaneshiro.”

"Yes, I like you too."

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