Shi Yan's words "I can learn" were too modest.

Except for searching for the two dishes that Sheng Yuan mentioned in the supermarket, he never took out his phone to look at it again after returning home.

He blanched the cut beef brisket while marinating the peeled shrimps, and then prepared the necessary side dishes.

The movements are methodical and the steps are well-organized.

Sheng Yuan was squatting on the ground playing with the cat. Seeing this, she curiously asked Shi Yan: "Have you done this before?"

Hearing Sheng Yuan's voice, Shi Yan turned around. The boy was wearing a plain apron around his waist and disposable gloves on his raised hands. He replied, "No, I just looked at the menu in the supermarket."

You remembered it after just reading it once? Sheng Yuan nodded and said, "Go on."

Shi Yan turned around and continued to process the shrimps, but after a while, he stopped, turned around and looked at Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan looked him in the eye: "...What?"

Shi Yan whispered: "Can you please stop looking at me?"

Sheng Yuan: “Why?”

Shi Yan was silent for two seconds: "No."

Sheng Yuan took off her baseball cap as soon as she entered the room and tied her hair into a low ponytail. Upon hearing this, a puzzled look appeared on her smooth face: "No reason, then why can't I watch it?"

Shi Yan thought about it for a while before figuring out how to explain it to Sheng Yuan. He said, "It will feel like being invigilated."

Sheng Yuan was puzzled: "Do I look like the invigilator?"

"Of course not." Shi Yan denied it, and then added in a vague voice: "Proctor, I won't be nervous."

Sheng Yuan didn't hear the second half of his sentence: "What?"

Shi Yan: “Nothing.”

Okay.

There is a saying that goes "A man who eats someone's food will be soft-hearted."

"I'm not looking at you." Sheng Yuan got up, holding the white long-haired cat, and went to the living room to play.

In the kitchen.

Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief silently, then lowered his head and looked at the ginger pieces that he had put directly into the bowl instead of shredding because he was not concentrating.

…

There were Sheng Yuan's assorted shrimps and tomato beef brisket, and Shi Yan also made a dish of stir-fried vegetables and yam and pork soup.

Three dishes and one soup.

Sheng Yuan originally ordered the dish casually, but after Shi Yan prepared it, it still looked very good and appetizing.

The first thing Sheng Yuan tasted was the tomato beef brisket.

“Can I eat it?”

In fact, when Shi Yan was cooking, he took out a little in a small bowl and tasted it. The taste was roughly consistent with the words described in the recipe. However, when facing Sheng Yuan, he still felt unsure.

Until Sheng Yuan said, "It's delicious."

Shi Yancai picked up the chopsticks beside his bowl and started eating.

…

After dinner.

Sheng Yuan played with Daman for a while and then prepared to leave.

Shi Yan asked Sheng Yuan what she wanted to eat tomorrow.

Sheng Yuan said in a reminder tone: "Tomorrow is the weekend."

"It's the weekend."

Shi Yan repeated it, not understanding the meaning of Sheng Yuan's words.

So Sheng Yuan explained it more clearly: "You don't have to work part-time in video game arcades and shopping malls?"

Shi Yan was silent for a moment: "I'm not short of money, so I don't need to work part-time."

Sheng Yuan said “Hmm?” in confusion.

The young man in front of her with a cold face looked at her with his dark eyes, and it was unclear what emotion was in his deep eyes.

His low, magnetic voice was muffled but clear: "Don't you remember? You saw me in that mall when you were eight years old."

"Also, Uncle Fan's veterinary station has been relocated for quite some time. That piece of land has been bought and is now an underground video game arcade." (End of this chapter)