Zhong Tingyue finished drawing at lightning speed. The images of a cat and a dog appeared on the paper, lifelike. A faint blush rose on her face. She glared at Chu Fang and said in a voice that sounded like it was being squeezed out from between her teeth: "I'm done. You should get lost."
Chu Fang sighed softly.
Good times always seem so short. If only we could buy time with money.
whee... ...
Zhong Tingyue handed the finished portrait to her two pets at home. The cat and dog tilted their heads, their eyes full of doubt, as if wondering why the cat and dog in the painting looked so much like themselves.
After the two pets had finished looking at the portrait, she clipped it to the window with a clip, letting it flutter in the wind.
Zhong Tingyue smiled beautifully, then stood up and combed her flowing long hair over and over again, combing it together, taking off the hair tie from her wrist and tying up her beautiful hair. She then took a white ribbon from the side and wrapped it around her willow-like waist.
In a short while, Zhong Tingyue transformed from a gentle and refined young girl into a dashing and heroic mature woman.
Chu Fang was completely stunned.
With just a few simple moves, he completely transformed himself.
That woman is amazing.
Zhong Tingyue seemed to know what he was thinking, and raised her well-defined chin, looking smug.
It's as if it's saying: Hmph, you little brat.
"You two are in luck, I've learned how to make another cake."
Chu Fang and Zhong Rou both twitched the corners of their mouths.
Are we blessed? Or are we in trouble again!
Zhong Tingyue has an innate spirit of never giving up. She insists on learning things she can't learn, and she studies them very seriously until she can master them. This is true for driving, and it is also true for cooking.
Even though she knew her food was terrible, she kept making it, refusing to give up.
After saying that, ignoring the expressions of the other two, he headed towards the kitchen, leaving behind the words, "You have to believe in my abilities; I'm a natural talent."
talent?
Chu Fang can only be described as humorous.
Perhaps because he had suffered too much, he had become accustomed to enjoying Zhong Tingyue's 'delicious food'.
Upon entering the kitchen, Zhong Tingyue quickly washed her hands, hummed softly, and cheered herself up.
Today I'm going to make coconut bread that looks like a flower. The finished product is soft and full of rich coconut flavor.
As a native of the Central Plains, Zhong Tingyue is very skilled at making noodles. She is even better than Chu Fang at mixing, stirring, kneading, and fermenting the ingredients.
However, there are some issues with the seasonings; I can't quite get the hang of it, either adding too much sugar or too little.
... ...
Zhong Rou's face was almost squeezed together: "Brother-in-law, please persuade my sister. If this continues, my life will be in danger."
"It's alright." Chu Fang patted her shoulder. "I will live in your place."
“... ..."
At 2:30 pm, when the sun was at its zenith, Chu Fang and Zhong Rou felt utterly dejected.
They looked at the coconut bread in front of them. It looked golden and tempting, and the surface was sprinkled with a layer of fine coconut shreds. They became slightly crispy during the baking process, which added a crunchy texture.
Zhong Tingyue's food looks perfect, but as the saying goes: the more beautiful something is, the more poisonous it is.
This stuff is 100% poisonous!
They looked at each other, and Chu Fang nudged his sister-in-law: "You eat first."
"Brother-in-law, why don't you eat first? You just said you really admired my sister's cooking skills and that with a little practice, she'd definitely amount to something. Have you forgotten everything you said?"
When did I ever say such a thing? Am I out of my mind? You're slandering, spreading rumors, and defaming me... Chu Fang was speechless.
"I didn't expect you to have such high expectations of me, Chu Fang. You truly are worthy of being my boyfriend." Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue didn't discern whether the words were true or false. "Then you can eat first."
Chu Fang saw boundless expectations in Zhong Tingyue's eyes, voice, and expression.
After failing so many times, this was the first time Zhong Tingyue had heard such a 'truth against her will'.
Even if it's fake, she believes it to be real.
Never mind.
Chu Fang had no choice but to pick up a coconut bread, put it in his mouth, and chew it slowly. Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and said, "It tastes good."
"Tch!" Zhong Rou scoffed. "Brother-in-law, you're hopeless. You said such things just to please my sister. You're such a simp."
"It tastes really good." Chu Fang said while eating the bread. "It has a rich coconut and milky aroma, a soft texture, and just the right amount of sweetness."
Seeing this, Zhong Rou was also surprised. She was tasting her bread when her eyes lit up and she looked at Zhong Tingyue: "Sister, you've finally figured it out?"
Zhong Tingyue also began to taste it, slowly chewing, then paused for a moment, before raising her voice eight octaves and declaring, "I'm a genius!"
Chu Fang nodded.
Although the taste is not as good as what you buy outside, it is a great improvement over the past.
At least it's edible now.
He wasn't too surprised by this.
Cooking isn't some high-tech skill that requires professional knowledge to master. As long as you cook more and learn the techniques, it's easy to make good food.
Those who say they'll never learn to cook are just making excuses for their laziness.
Zhong Tingyue never makes excuses; no matter how badly she cooks, she believes she is a culinary genius.
The more you cook, the better you'll naturally be able to make delicious food.
This is a natural thing.
Zhong Tingyue picked up a piece of bread, stuffed it into the mouths of Little Yellow Hair and Lily, and asked, "How does it taste?"
The two pets were stunned.
Are you asking us?
How should we answer this?
Dog or cat?
After cooking for so long, Zhong Tingyue's culinary creations finally found their way out of the trash, into the stomach.
Now, Zhong Tingyue finally understands what it feels like to cook like Chu Fang. Her family eats all the food she cooks, and she feels a sense of satisfaction, pride, and happiness.
"Wait here, I'll make some more for you two." She clapped her hands and headed back to the kitchen.
Chu Fang and Zhong Rou sensed an impending catastrophe.
Are we all just bread today?
Of course, things turned out just as they imagined; it really was bread.
Zhong Tingyue made all sorts of breads, placed them on the table, and looked at them expectantly, while they had no way to express their suffering.
Eventually, the bread and water reacted in their stomachs, and they successfully collapsed onto the sofa.
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