In Yao Ziyan's memories, Luo Chuan had entered the kitchen only a handful of times.
What left the deepest impression on Yao Ziyan was still the food Luo Chuan had personally made for her after saving her that night.
The meal had not been lavish, just simple noodles and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, yet in her memories, it had been exceptionally delicious.
Of course, Yao Ziyan had only learned the names of those ingredients later on.
After that, Yao Ziyan had basically taken charge of the cooking. Luo Chuan no longer needed to buy meals from Phoenix Immortal Tower every day and could comfortably serve as the owner of Origin Mall.
His days mostly consisted of basking in the sun, looking at the Magic Phone, and using the holographic equipment. Life was leisurely and comfortable.
Yao Ziyan had gradually grown accustomed to and fond of this life at Origin Mall, slowly developing a sense of belonging here.
After Yao Ziyan took charge of the cooking, Luo Chuan rarely made food himself.
"Anyway, I've got nothing better to do." Luo Chuan gave his reason.
"Uh, that's true." Yao Ziyan thought about it and found it quite reasonable.
Luo Chuan's daily routine at Snow Maple Pavilion mostly consisted of looking at the Magic Phone and using the holographic equipment, with little difference from his life at Origin Mall.
It was about time for dinner now, and customers had left the hall in twos and threes to search for food.
"I'm hungry." Yao Ziyue unwillingly glanced out the window. "It's still snowing. I don't want to go out."
She had now adapted to the human world's habit of three meals a day, and every now and then, she would even have a late-night snack.
"How about we have them deliver the food directly?"