Chapter 75: Delicious

And Yuan Lang just leaned against the wall watching the little female prepare food.

The more he watched, the more he felt today's decision was truly wise—this little female really is a good lackey.

The tender white fat meat made a "sizzle" sound the instant it hit the stone pot, and a rich aroma instantly spread.

Not to mention Yuan Lang beside him, even Qingcao, who had been tidying wild vegetables inside the house, popped out.

Her petite nose wrinkled and wrinkled, just like a little cub searching for food.

Yuan Lang beside him smelled the familiar scent, his Adam's apple rolling continuously, feeling his saliva secretion was excessively vigorous.

"Yue, what food are you making? It smells so good."

Wu Yue stirred the meat slices in the pot and laughed: "Just toss the meat in the pot to fry— I didn't expect it to smell this good."

The fried meat slices had the ginger and Sichuan pepper she'd picked while sorting the dandelions earlier, plus a bit of chili, and the enticing aroma kept drilling into their noses.

She took out a stone bowl to hold the fried meat, then poured some water into the pot and boiled it over high heat to blanch the dandelions.

After rinsing it several times with cold water, she squeezed in the juice of three fruits, then added the crushed chili and other seasonings, and splashed hot oil over it.

Tch, that sour-sweet-spicy aroma instantly spread throughout this tiny space.

Since there was no table, Wu Yue divided the finished food into three portions.

Looking at the cold-mixed wild vegetables and fried meat before him, Yuan Lang felt pleased, with satisfaction showing at the corners of his eyes and brows.

Wu Yue herself held two finely polished small wooden sticks, while Qingcao beside her grabbed handfuls of food from the bowl and ate messily.

Yuan Lang, however, fixed his gaze on the little female's chopsticks in her hand and asked feigning ignorance: "What is this?"

Seeing him stare at her chopsticks, Wu Yue smiled: "The food's too hot; using this to pick it up works better."

A smile flickered in Yuan Lang's eyes: "I want some too."

Wu Yue: "."

Beastman Sir, is it really alright for you to act so matter-of-factly?

Although she complained inwardly, in this era where beastfolk hold high status, Wu Yue could only hand over the newly polished pair of chopsticks she'd made.

She also carefully taught Beastman Sir how to use chopsticks.

Yuan Lang "accidentally" dropped them several times, and after using them clumsily a few times, he finally couldn't resist the food's allure, pretending once to be a "divine beast," skillfully wielding the chopsticks to shovel the food from the bowl into his mouth.

He also nodded from time to time, looking every bit the satisfied adult, which made Wu Yue suddenly find it funny.

Qingcao, who had already finished her own bowl of food beside them, watching their interaction, immediately imagined all sorts of unspeakable things between the beastfolk and the pure-human little female.

"Delicious." Yuan Lang nodded satisfactorily; this little female's skill is not bad—could her family have run a restaurant before coming to this world?

Wu Yue chuckled lightly: "Thanks for the praise."

Having said that, she stacked everyone's stone bowls and the stone pot used for cooking together and handed them to Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang: "!!!"

What does this mean? This little female won't be making the honorable General Sir wash dishes, will she!

Seeing his stiff expression, Wu Yue smiled and raised an eyebrow: "We two gathered vegetables and cooked; Yuan Lang, washing one bowl isn't a problem, right?"

Yuan Lang's deep eyes looked at the little female sitting opposite him, his heart yelling: "This is a bowl?!"

This shouldn't be the case—doesn't the little female know men work outside and women inside? Shouldn't these trivial chores all be done by women?

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