Huang Tian leaned against a pillar, watching Liu Erlong cook in the kitchen with a speechless expression. Seeing how flustered she was, he had every reason to suspect that Liu Erlong had never cooked before. He shouted, "Erlong, just leave cooking to the chefs. You're the mistress of this household—why are you cooking yourself? It's beneath your status!"
"Hubby, it's been many years since I last cooked. I'm worried I might not even recognize the seasonings anymore. Just wait, I'll make you a whole table of delicious food," Liu Erlong's excited voice called out from the kitchen.
"Alright, alright. Then I'll wait for your grand feast." Huang Tian answered that way, but inwardly he was groaning. Could Liu Erlong really cook? What if she ended up making some horrible dark cuisine?
If it really was dark cuisine, he just wouldn't eat it!
Hmph. In his previous life, just to win over a girl and please her, he had forced himself to drink a bowl of ribs soup so salty it was unbearable. He had spent the entire day with diarrhea and had nearly prolapsed.
Things were different now. He wasn't eating dark cuisine. Let's see what she could do about it!
Half an hour later, more than ten delicious dishes were carried onto a large dining table. Huang Tian took a sniff. Fragrant—truly fragrant. He hadn't expected Liu Erlong to know how to cook. He just didn't know how it tasted yet. He would have to try it first.
Huang Tian picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table, grabbed a piece of braised pork, and put it into his mouth. With a light chew, the juices burst forth, and it tasted incredible. He swallowed it straight down, raised his right thumb, and said with a smile, "Erlong, not