Chapter 180 - Cookies
But Shi Feiye's cooking speed is really fast, and I'm not exaggerating. Her cooking speed, in an average family, especially among her peers, is definitely in the top ten percent.
After dinner, she threw all the dishes into the dishwasher and began to wash the vegetables and prepare the dumpling fillings. Qin Bulu walked into the kitchen for the second time:
"I remember that meat dumplings need to be minced slowly to make them more delicious. Let me do it."
"Do you prefer hand-chopping the meat? I was planning to mince the meat." Shi Feiye didn't have the time to chop it bit by bit; that would be too tiring.
"Let me do it. Minced meat isn't as delicious as chopped meat. I'm planning to start a food business later, so this is a good opportunity to try it out." Qin Bulu made up an excuse to avoid Shi Feiye's rejection again.
What does running a food business have to do with chopping meat?
Shi Feiye didn't quite understand Qin Buju's logic, but it was understandable that she didn't understand the boss's logic. Since he wanted to do it, then let him do it. She took out the meat and roughly processed it, then gave Qin Buju a cutting board and a knife, told him how to do it, and went to scramble his own eggs.
Then Shi Feiye discovered that the boss's knife skills were actually quite good. Although his speed was a bit slow, the meat he cut out felt very good. When Qin Buzhu started to chop the meat, Shi Feiye saw that his movements were quite similar to those of the real thing, and he couldn't help but be curious:
"Have you ever cooked before? I mean something complicated like dumplings."
“My mother taught me when I was a kid.”
Back then, my mom always liked to tease him. It was rare for her to cook for my dad, so she would pull him over to watch, proudly telling him about cutting vegetables. When she got excited, she would even insist he learn how to do it, saying, "You'll be able to find a wife later if you can't cook."
How could someone from the Qin family not be able to find a wife? But when Dad saw this, he kept agreeing with Mom, saying it as if it were the truth, without considering at all how much trouble it would be for a child to learn to cook.
"Your mother also taught you how to cook?" Shi Feiye was very surprised, "Don't you have a chef at home?"
"Yes, but that didn't stop her from teaching me how to cook. But that was when I was little."
Shi Feiye then remembered that Qin Buzhu seemed to have lived with his grandfather since he was very young. She didn't dare ask what happened to his parents. She thought they must have passed away, otherwise they wouldn't have never appeared.
"Well, your knife skills are pretty good." Shi Feiye changed the subject:
"I learned my knife skills all by myself. My parents never cared about me. The first time I cooked as a child was because I wanted potatoes and my parents wouldn't let me. I was so angry that I made them myself. The result was inedible. Later, I added instant noodle seasoning to make it edible. But my parents refused to eat a single bite. They had no regard for my mental health."
As she spoke, she recalled many interesting things from her childhood, and before she knew it, she couldn't stop talking about it:
"Sometimes I feel like there's a reason I grew up to be a tomboy. When I was a soft and cute little girl, my parents raised me like a boy. Other girls played with dolls and stuff, but they made me play with yo-yos and four-wheel drive cars. Occasionally, when boys hit me, my dad wouldn't help me, but he'd even encourage me to fight back. This caused me to grow more and more crooked until I became what I am today."
Shi Feiye was very sad and angry when she spoke about it. She thought about how cute she was when she was little, but her parents never thought so.
"I'm so surprised. I was so cute when I was little, but my mom would beat me without mercy for playing around and not finishing my homework once or twice. She even tore up my homework. But I didn't grow up to be a bad person. I got beaten for nothing. It's so tragic."
Shi Feiye chattered away, complaining about her childhood. Qin Buzhu chopped meat beside her, glancing sideways at her from time to time. He felt that Shi Feiye was radiating warmth at this moment, just like the childhood she described, so soft and adorable.
Qin Buzhu thought of the girls he occasionally saw wearing bunny costumes. If Shi Feiye were to wear a soft bunny costume and a furry hat on her head, she would probably be adorable.
After Qin Buzhu finished chopping the meat and Shi Feiye's scrambled eggs were almost done, Qin Buzhu wanted to do something else, but seeing that Shi Feiye was too busy to pay attention to him, he had no choice but to go out and lean against the kitchen door to watch her busy.
When Shi Feiye turned around, she saw Qin Bulu standing at the door looking at her: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
"It's nothing, actually. Go ahead and do your thing. I'm just observing."
Then just watch. Shi Feiye thought it was just cooking, nothing to be ashamed of. Qin Bulu watched his while she worked on her own. This busyness lasted over an hour. The dumplings were already done, and her cake was ready to go in the oven. Shi Feiye had long forgotten that Qin Bulu was still standing at the door.
With a sigh of relief, Shi Feiye stretched herself lazily. Good, she could finally take a break.
"Is it done?" The sudden voice at the door startled Shi Feiye: "You are still looking at it?"
I insisted on watching her cook for more than an hour. The boss is indeed a boss, and he works very hard for his business.
"You seem to be a very good cook. You're really fast." Qin Buzhu praised her. Her movements were so quick and her knife skills were quite impressive. She really had something to be proud of.
"That's right..." Shi Feiye raised her head proudly, "You'll be able to taste the dessert I made in a moment. I think it's delicious, but time is tight today. I'll make you pudding when I'm free. My friends all say I make great puddings."
"Okay, I'll wait for the taste."
When Shi Feiye's cakes came out, she added cream to each cupcake. Qin Bulu tasted one and, even without the psychological effect, he thought Shi Feiye's cakes were also delicious.
The next day, after breakfast, the two of them went to Qin Bulu's company together again. However, this time, Shi Feiye brought along the cookies she had made the previous night. She also gave a few to Shi Leng.
"Shi Ling, these are the cranberry cookies I made last night for you."
"Ah? Thank you, Miss Shi." Shi Leng was truly flattered. Although he knew that Shi Feiye had become a completely different person, he had never thought that she could actually make cookies. Making cookies would be fine, but she even shared them with him.
Qin Buzhu watched as Shi Feiye gave Shi Leng some cookies. He had tasted the cookies Shi Feiye had made this morning, but Shi Feiye hadn't said she would give them to him. Now, however, she was giving them to Shi Leng. Although he had no particular fondness for cookies, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
The discomfort disappeared after more than ten minutes, because before Shi Feiye went to her room, she took out five small packets of biscuits from her bag and stuffed them all into Qin Buzhu's hands:
"Here, save these for yourself. It's been a whole morning, don't go hungry. We still have plenty at home, it would be a waste if we don't eat them."
Qin Buzhu called her: "What about you?"
Shi Feiye patted her bag with a smile: "I still have a lot here, don't worry."
Qin Buzhu didn't say anything. This girl had specially squeezed some juice this morning and paired it with some cookies she'd made. They were probably for the morning break. He didn't need to worry about her today, as she had planned everything very clearly.
When Shi Feiye entered, Zou Lianxun was already sitting in his computer chair. Seeing Shi Feiye, he curled his lips:
"You came so late, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You two are really good at pausing."
Shi Feiye took out a lot of cranberry cookies and slapped them on his desk: "Ding ding ding, what do you think? I brought you some delicious food today. Stop saying sour words."
"What is this?" Zou Lianxun picked one up and turned it over and over. "Biscuit?"
Shi Feiye was speechless and rolled his eyes: "No, this is a cake"
Zou Lianxun's mouth twitched: "Second sister-in-law, you think you can get rid of me with just a few cookies? Do you think the dignified Mr. Zou is so easy to get rid of?"
"What if I made these cookies myself? I finally managed to get a few out of your second brother's mouth for you. If you don't want to eat them, I'll give them to him right now."
"No, it's definitely different if you make it yourself. Once you give it to me, it's mine. How can you be so shameless as to want to give it back to your husband? If there are any extra, give me a few more. I'll let my fourth and fifth brothers have some to try."
Previously, Zou Lianxun had only watched others eat his brothers' wives' food. This was his first time tasting cookies made by his sister-in-law, and for a moment, he felt a sense of novelty. This novelty reached its peak when he looked up and saw Qin Buzhu on the other side of the glass wall just stuffing a cookie into his mouth. He immediately decided to share it with the other brothers.
"No, it's just a few cookies. Is it necessary?" Shi Feiye was shocked by his attitude of wanting to share with so many people. "It's not like your brothers haven't eaten cookies before."
"I've definitely eaten cookies, but I've never eaten cookies made by my second sister-in-law."
Zou Lianxun opened a small packet, took out a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and nodded: "Not bad, the taste is almost the same as the one sold here, not bad, your cooking skills are fine."
"If you want to eat it, I'll give you some of what I make next time. There's no need to do this. It makes me feel embarrassed. My cooking skills are just barely passable."
But Zou Lianxun suddenly looked very melancholy:
"The future sister-in-law that my eldest brother likes can't cook at all. Miss Zhang from fourth brother's family doesn't seem to be a cook either. I'm not sure if third brother will have a sister-in-law. Even if there is one, I'm sure I'll never want to go into the kitchen again after seeing how he cuts things. Fifth brother has a bad temper and I can't count on him. I plan to be single, so do you think that among these brothers, only second brother's wife, that is, you, second sister-in-law, can give us a warm meal?"
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