Chapter 175

Ji Hongjun asked to borrow the kitchen, Shi Wen it would be difficult to refuse, so he handed the kitchen over to him.

Ji Hongjun praised Shi Wen's kitchen, saying that it had many tools and a powerful fire, making cooking a breeze.

Still reeling from his ominous premonition, Shi Wen forced a smile and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Ji Hongjun replied cheerfully, "No need, I cook for myself at home too. Having someone else help would only disrupt my rhythm."

Shi Wen watched him work efficiently and nodded, "Then call me if you need anything, I'll be outside bundling hay."

Ji Hongjun: "Okay."

Shi Wen outside to bundle hay, and soon a strange smell wafted from the kitchen—a fishy smell, a vegetable smell, and a strange, inexplicable odor, which smelled very much like pig feed.

Out of politeness, he did not intend to interfere.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the smell wafting from the kitchen became increasingly strange.

Shi Wen couldn't hold back any longer, so he put down what he was doing and went into the kitchen.

When he walked in, Ji Hongjun was pouring a large bottle of flaxseed oil into a pot.

A pot of dark purple meat was bubbling away. Even with Shi Wen's poor cooking skills, it was clear that most of the meat was overcooked, giving it an eerie color.

The flaxseed oil had just emitted a strange, raw, plant-like odor.

This taste--

Shi Wen couldn't help but gag as soon as Shi Wen went in; he now knew what it meant to "abandon the color, aroma, and taste."

Heh.

No wonder the Samoyed is so thin!!!

Ji Hongjun turned to see Shi Wen and said excitedly, "I specially prepared a balanced meal; it's very nutritious, and this cooking method will also prevent the dog from getting a sore throat..."

"Mr. Ji, wait a minute—" Shi Wen called out to him, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help speaking, her tone very complicated, "Put aside your culinary ideals and respect the fate of food."

Ji Hongjun: "Huh?"

Chapter 175

Ji Hongjun placed the ingredients on a large plate and put it on the dining table.

Shi Wen him sitting opposite me.

The two stared at each other across a large bowl of food whose color, smell, and condition were all bizarre.

Ji Hongjun stared at the food. "Is this food really that bad?"

Shi Wen countered with, "Do you think it's okay to eat?"

"Sure." Ji Hongjun picked up a piece of lobster meat from the plate, chewed it, and said with a straight face, "It's pretty good."

Shi Wen's lips twitched. "I think most people wouldn't think the same way you do."

Ji Hongjun persisted. "What about the dog? Dogs aren't that picky about food, are they?"

Shi Wen, "No, I think quite the opposite. Dogs have a very keen sense of smell and taste, and they are extremely particular about their food..."

Ji Hongjun: "How about we take it out and let the dogs try it?"

Shi Wen and said, "It's fine to take it out, but you can't pour it into the dogs' food bowls, or I'm afraid they'll start cursing."

Shi Wen's attitude was very firm, so Ji Hongjun had no choice but to compromise.

They carried a large bowl of food to the dogs' food bowls and put the food down.

Ji Hongjun even tried calling his Samoyed, "Glutinous Rice Ball, time to eat."

The Samoyed pressed its ears down, turned around, and faced Ji Hongjun with its rear end, pretending not to hear.

After calling for a while, Ji Hongjun had no choice but to give up on calling for the Samoyed and instead called for the other dogs in Shi Wen's house.

After receiving a signal from Shi Wen, the dogs slowly walked over.

They first cautiously sniffed the food, then hesitated and backed away.

While the other dogs were still debating whether to eat or not, An Wa turned to look at Ji Hongjun, leaving him with a very disdainful look.

Honest dog Fu Wa finally gave in and went forward to take the first bite.

Then it spat out the food from its mouth and looked at it with a puzzled expression.

It watched for a while, then picked up the food again and tried to eat it.

Then it vomited it up again.

Shi Wen, unable to bear watching any longer, picked up the food. "Sweetie, don't eat anymore. It'll be troublesome if you get gastroenteritis."

Fu Wa wagged its tail happily and barked at Shi Wen, "Woof!"

Shi Wen turned to Ji Hongjun, "If you have no objections, I'll take this bowl of food to feed the pigs?"

Ji Hongjun said in a low voice, "Hey, no, this is actually quite delicious, and the recipe is very scientific. What's wrong with it?"

"Maybe you cooked them all together and then added flaxseed oil at the end?" Shi Wen patted his shoulder. "Don't be so obsessed with science, try following your instincts."

Ji Hongjun said uncertainly, "I think it's actually quite delicious."

Shi Wen, "... Then you can just buy dog food outside, you're not short of money anyway."

Seeing the look of utter disbelief on his face, Shi Wen added, "Don't feed him dog food either. Your Samoyed seems to have a mild allergy to corn, duck, and chicken; he probably won't feel well after eating them."

Ji Hongjun nodded absentmindedly, indicating that he understood.

Shi Wen, "Anyway, there's nothing wrong with it. It just thinks your cooking is bad. Just don't cook for it when you get back."

Ji Hongjun looked at the Samoyed with its rear end facing him, his heart breaking. "Okay, Brother Shi, can I buy some groceries from you? If it eats your groceries, it shouldn't be so picky."

Shi Wen raised an eyebrow slightly, opened her phone, and showed the mini-program to Ji Hongjun: "You can apply to become a member of my family. You'll receive a groceries gift pack every month, and you can also purchase groceries through the mini-program."

Ji Hongjun nodded repeatedly. "I've heard of your mini-program, I'll apply for it now."

The Samoyed seemed to really like Ji Hongjun. Although it looked a little reluctant to Shi Wen its new canine friend from Shi Wen's ranch, it still obediently jumped into Ji Hongjun's car and followed him away.

When Yan Kexing returned, the Samoyed had already gone home, Shi Wen was a little down.