As soon as I entered the kitchen, the aroma became stronger, making my mouth water.

Han Jingchen and Pei Manning were the only two people left in the main room. Han Jingchen stood straight and glanced around the room.

In just a few days, the whole house has undergone a lot of changes.

The main room was decorated to be much warmer and more elegant, with many more bamboo items and bamboo flower baskets of different shapes, each containing various small items classified into different categories.

Bamboo boxes and cages of all sizes were neatly placed on top of the cabinet, and there were also bamboo shelves with books and pottery jars on them.

Other items include some bamboo stools, straw cushions and bags.

Even on the Eight Immortals Table, there was a pottery jar with a plum blossom stuck in it.

Pei Manning saw him looking at the extra things in the room, and subconsciously explained: "Mr. Liu next door can make these things. I exchanged cakes with him."

Mr. Liu’s craftsmanship is also very good. He can weave all kinds of flower baskets, boxes, and bookshelves in a delicate and sturdy way.

Han Jingchen stared at her and asked suspiciously, "Do you have so many cakes to exchange?"

Pei Manning nodded shyly: "I have spent all the food coupons you gave me."

Han Jingchen: “…” He clearly gave it for one month.

"Brother Chen, Comrade Pei, the food is here. Don't stand there or it will get cold soon!" Jiang Ye put the plate on the table and sat down impatiently to greet the two of them.

Han Jingchen and Pei Manning stopped talking and sat down at the dining table.

This place seemed to have become Jiang Ye's home. He was more rude than anyone else. Seeing Pei Manning was a little embarrassed, he said, "Comrade Pei, let's eat together."

After Jiang Ye finished his greeting, he stretched out his chopsticks to grab the fish belly and then put it into his mouth.

The fish meat is fresh and fragrant, without any fishy smell, tender and plump, with a melt-in-the-mouth texture that melts softly on the tip of the tongue, giving a very fresh feeling.

He stopped moving all of a sudden, enjoying the taste on his tongue for a while, then quickly put down his chopsticks.

"Comrade Pei, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good." Jiang Ye raised his thumb. He didn't expect it to be so delicious. After all, Comrade Pei didn't look like someone who could cook these things.

Pei Manning could only smile and say, "My mother taught me."

In fact, although Pei Manning had learned cooking, she never cooked by herself before. These things were all done by the maids. She just stood by and gave instructions, and at most she only knew a few secrets.

The reason why the food is so delicious is not only because I have been practicing frequently during this period, but more importantly, it is because of the ingredients.

She usually throws the live fish she buys into the stream in Xumi Realm, raises them for a while, and then replaces them with newly bought live fish, so that the fish meat will be much more delicious.

Han Jingchen also picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and the delicious flavor exploded on his tongue.

He paused for a moment, his dark and narrow eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but look at Pei Manning a few more times.

It seemed that when she said she could cook, she really could cook, and she was not the kind of dainty girl he thought she was.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on Pei Manning's hands.

Those slender and beautiful hands, each finger was white and tender. The scars left behind had disappeared after so many days, and they had returned to their flawless beauty.

Han Jingchen frowned. Could it be that her hands were naturally good in skin, recovery ability, and maintenance?

For a moment, Han Jingchen began to doubt, maybe what Pei Manning said was true?

Pei Manning only prepared one dish of ingredients when she came, and there wasn't much in it. Han Jingchen and Jiang Ye ate two bites and then stopped eating unconsciously.

After dinner, Jiang Ye volunteered to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Pei Manning took out a few bags of homemade red bean paste cakes and pushed them in front of Han Jingchen, saying awkwardly, "Comrade Han, this... is for you and Comrade Jiang."

Pastries again?

Han Jingchen stared at her thoughtfully, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, almost hitting the nail on the head, "Do you need our help?"

"..." Pei Manning was embarrassed for a moment. Since she had been seen through, she stopped beating around the bush. "Comrade Han, this is what I want to ask, can I submit my work to an art publishing house?"

Han Jingchen raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect her to say this. He had spent all his money for her and was short of money again.

"What do you want to vote for?"

Pei Manning had been prepared, so she took out the sketches she had prepared, "These are them. I don't know if the content is up to standard. Also, my situation is special now. If I want to send a letter, I want to ask you first."

Han Jingchen took it and looked at it. The first painting was drawn with a wolf-hair brush. It was much more fluent and mature than the one she drew with a pencil. It was simple and elegant, but the scene was magnificent.

Almost the moment he saw the characters and scenes, he guessed which masterpiece Pei Manning was painting.

Han Jingchen took a rough look at it. Pei Manning had always tried to paint it in a standard way, without any flaws to be found, and there was no unnecessary information hidden in the drawing.

"No problem. If you want to send a letter, just give me your address and I can mail it for you."

Pei Manning nodded. It was fine to give it to Han Jingchen to mail. He wouldn't check the contents of the letter she sent out again, right? Anyway, she didn't plan to bring anything else in the drawing.

After a pause, Pei Manning said a little embarrassedly: "Also, there is one more thing."

Han Jingchen: “…”