Chapter 97 As expected, a love-struck mind is best suited for cooking; the system really didn't expect that He Zhao would mention wanting to learn to cook…
As expected, being in love is the perfect motivation for cooking. The system truly didn't expect He Zhao to bring up the idea of learning to cook so quickly, even earlier than it anticipated. It also didn't expect that love would indeed be the primary driving force for cooking; even a lazybones like He Zhao couldn't help but proactively suggest learning to cook.
What surprised the system even more was that He Zhao also had to bargain with it when it came to learning.
"But you can't lock me up for so long like you did when you taught me how to make chicken soup. Just teach me some common home-style dishes. I don't have to make them super delicious, just something with a home-style flavor and that tastes pretty good. I don't expect to become a master chef. I just hope that when Sister Qiao is recuperating at home, she won't eat all that weird stuff from outside."
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This won't do!
The system fell silent. It, a system dedicated to cooking, had produced a host who could only cook simple home-style stir-fries—wasn't that incredibly shameful? Returning to the main system, the other systems asked: "Hey, what level is your host at now? Has she already crushed all the chefs in her world?"
It replied: No, she's currently the best cook in her family.
Just imagining such a scene makes the system want to find a hole and bury itself in it.
But He Zhao's bargaining wasn't over yet: "You can't just lock me up for so many days like before. What kind of robot am I, staying in there for so long? Your previous host was too easygoing, not driven crazy by you. Locking me up for months at a time? I'll sue you for illegal detention! We can set aside a little time each day to go in and teach me for a few days, then let me out, just like when I went to school. Is that okay?"
The system really wants to say: Absolutely not OK.
But after thinking about it, He Zhao was really lazy and didn't want to learn. Now that she had agreed to learn, wouldn't she be able to learn even more things? Besides, in this world, she only needed to learn how to cook a bowl of white rice; everything else was a bonus she was giving to the system.
Having considered this, the system had no choice but to agree.
It wished it could lock He Zhao in the system space to study right now, but He Zhao said she would study tomorrow morning because she had to set up her stall in the evening. If she studied now, she probably wouldn't be interested in setting up her stall in the evening, so the system agreed.
But the matter wasn't over yet. He Zhao continued to bargain: "Look, I spend so much time setting up my stall every night, and then you drag me into the system space to study the next morning. During the day, I also have to cook meals for Sister Qiao's patients. Even someone made of iron couldn't take it. How about we shorten the time we spend setting up our stall at night?"
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He Zhao was incredibly opportunistic. Even though the system was already being very agreeable, she still managed to make even more demands. The system didn't want to accept them, but He Zhao was too persuasive. She rattled off a whole bunch of things, leaving the clueless system completely bewildered. In the end, before the system could even understand what was going on, it had already given in.
The stall's opening hours were drastically reduced, from the original closing time until dawn the next day to 3 a.m. the next morning. He Zhao's reasoning was perfectly sound: who comes right before dawn? Everyone comes late at night, and 3 a.m. is almost time; there are no customers left by then.
He Zhao was overjoyed to have secured fewer working hours for herself. When she got home and had dinner with Qiao Yanyu, she told her about it. Qiao Yanyu was also happy; she had always felt that such working hours were too unfriendly and would completely disrupt He Zhao's biological clock.
But there was no way around it; her business involved dealing with ghosts, and ghosts were nocturnal, so she couldn't justify making them come during the day. While she couldn't completely change the business hours, shortening He Zhao's working hours would be a good alternative.
Qiao Yanyu sincerely praised He Zhao: "You are really great. You can even argue with the system to get benefits for yourself."
"Hehehe, no way."
He Zhao was a little embarrassed by the praise, because she knew that she was able to win it over not because she was good at talking, but because the system was too easy to talk to. Apart from binding her to another world, the system hadn't done anything particularly bad, and even allowed her to buy things on credit and even throw lavish banquets.
Compared to other systems in online novels, this system really is as it claims: a legitimate system.
After finishing dinner, He Zhao yawned and prepared to go back to her room for a nap; she still had to go out to set up her stall that evening. Qiao Yanyu stopped her: "I'm a little sleepy too, do you want to sleep with me?"
Previously at the hospital, when Qiao Yanyu asked her to sleep on the hospital bed, He Zhao was a little embarrassed. Now that the two have confirmed their relationship, when the topic of sleeping together comes up again, He Zhao's eyes light up: "Yes! Yes! Of course I want to!"
She went back to her room to change into her pajamas and immediately went to Qiao Yanyu's bedroom. She changed her usual cautious and timid behavior on the hospital bed and pressed herself tightly against Qiao Yanyu, even secretly reaching out and tentatively wrapping her arms around Qiao Yanyu's waist.
Qiao Yanyu did not resist this, and even reached out and placed her hand on He Zhao's back, letting her rest her head on her arm, and gently patted He Zhao's back: "Sleep."
Depending on my state of mind, sleeping with Qiao Yanyu is a pleasure. Before, I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep but could actually drift off to sleep deeply; now, I feel like I can't sleep at all. But it's not because of nervousness or anything else; it's purely because I think: Hehe, this is Sister Qiao, my girlfriend, my wife!
With this thought in mind, He Zhao's heart leaped with joy and her whole being was filled with excitement. She placed her hand across Qiao Yanyu's body, feeling the warm body beneath her hand. In this situation, it was impossible for her to fall asleep.
He Zhao didn't want to make any movements that might offend Qiao Yanyu, nor did she want to turn over and pull her hand away, which caused her whole body to stiffen. Qiao Yanyu noticed this as well; she was lying right next to her, how could Qiao Yanyu not be a little different?
"He Zhao, don't you want to sleep?"
"Yes, I do!"
She hadn't slept well all day, and was undoubtedly tired now, but she was too excited to fall asleep. Qiao Yanyu smiled and said softly, "But you still have to set up your stall tonight. You can't keep going like this."
"Hmm..." He Zhao's voice sounded a little aggrieved, with a hint of coquetry. She lingered with Qiao Yanyu for a while before slowly falling asleep under Qiao Yanyu's gentle caress.
He Zhao was never a quiet sleeper. He used to be a little more restrained, but eventually he ended up sleeping with Qiao Yanyu in his arms. Now he's even more unruly, like an octopus, holding Qiao Yanyu tightly in his arms.
She's a restless sleeper, especially today; she even giggled and talked in her sleep: "Hehe, girlfriend..."
Qiao Yanyu smiled helplessly yet indulgently. What He Zhao said was really funny, and Qiao Yanyu couldn't help but laugh. She had been stopping He Zhao from putting her legs across his own, but now she reached out and pinched He Zhao's cheek.
He Zhao was indeed fast asleep. Even when Qiao Yanyu gently pinched him, he didn't react at all and just kept grinning foolishly.
She slept soundly until Qiao Yanyu called her, at which point she reluctantly got up. Seeing that it was almost time, she immediately went to wash the rice and cook, then washed up. Before leaving, Qiao Yanyu asked, "Do you want me to come with you?"
"What are you saying, Sister Qiao? Your injury hasn't healed yet. Let's grab Wang Yu as a conscript first, and then we'll let her go once you're better."
"good."
He Zhao waved goodbye to Qiao Yanyu reluctantly before pedaling his tricycle to his destination. Because of Wang Yu's loudspeaker yesterday, those who knew about He Zhao's planned confession arrived early today, just waiting for He Zhao to give an answer.
He Zhao was the type to play games with people. Seeing so many guests, she immediately composed herself, not letting them read her thoughts from her face. Her expression was quite intimidating, and the "stitched-up water ghost" couldn't hold back any longer, immediately saying, "Boss, how did it go? Don't stay silent! Did it work out or not? Did Qiao Yanyu agree? Tell me quickly!"
Seeing her expression, Wang Yu felt like the sky had fallen. She kept muttering to herself, "Impossible! Impossible! I arranged everything so well, how could it fail? Senior Qiao would definitely be very moved when he saw it, and he would definitely accept your confession on the spot. Why do you have this expression? Did you even confess properly? Did you really memorize the confession letter we prepared for you?"
The other ghosts also wore expressions of worry.
Judging from He Zhao's expression, she didn't look like she had successfully confessed her feelings.
He Zhao's face was ashen. He didn't rush to answer, but only said four words: "I'll set up my stall first."
Her appearance only made Wang Yu and the other ghosts even more anxious. The suture-thread water ghost attacked first, pointing at Wang Yu: "It's you! It must be because you set up the venue badly. Why did you have to do it at home? You should have taken Qiao Yanyu to an unfamiliar environment. She's too confident at home, and the environment is too familiar. Maybe she won't feel any romance at all, and she might even be angry that someone came to her house and made a mess of the living room! What a terrible idea you came up with!"
Wang Yu didn't want to take responsibility, and since she thought she had arranged everything perfectly, she shifted the blame to the Mud Demon and the Tall Guy: "It's you two! What kind of love letter did you write? I don't even want to talk about the wording, it was all just plain language! Not romantic at all! How could such a confession possibly succeed?!"
The tall man and the mud ghost looked at each other, clearly not wanting to be wrongly accused, and immediately turned into a mutual accusation session.
Only the old woman thought differently. She looked at He Zhao with great concern: "Boss, what happened after your confession failed? Did that girl Qiao get angry and make things difficult for you, trying to kick you out of her house? If you were kicked out, where would you move to?"
The old woman was very worried about this matter, and when she mentioned it, the suture-stitched water ghost also became worried. It had been killed by a bad guy like Lin Gao, so it naturally knew how dangerous it was for a girl living alone. Moreover, He Zhao was good-looking and had a good temperament, making her particularly easy to be targeted.
Everyone looked at He Zhao with concern, but she calmly set up the stall. After everything was done, she looked at them and said unhurriedly, "Who told you I failed in my confession?" She crossed her legs and even tilted her head up slightly.
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