Chapter 512: Lei Dianying Learns to Cook (Begging for Subscriptions!!)

Jiang Yan never could have imagined that, despite everything being prepared so perfectly,

in the end, he still lost at the stir-frying stage.

The moment the violent explosion caused by overload came through, Jiang Yan realized it.

Perhaps the reason Lei Dianying couldn't cook really wasn't because she lacked the talent.

Jiang Yan fell somewhat silent, looking at the Lei Dianying before him, holding a spatula in one hand and a pot lid in the other.

At this moment, threads of purple lightning kept blooming from Lei Dianying's body, constantly triggering overload with the stove fire.

Jiang Yan:...

I'm just saying, is it really necessary to cook a dish like it's a battle?

Jiang Yan sighed, then stretched out his hand—Vector Manipulation, activate!

The lightning and the stove fire both died down at once.

The overload reaction was also directly canceled out by Jiang Yan.

"Come on, stop."

Jiang Yan extinguished the flame, looking at the Lei Dianying before him with some helplessness.

"If you don't add oil and the vegetables, the pot is about to be burned through by you."

"Control the lightning energy inside your body, just like this."

Saying so, Jiang Yan demonstrated for Lei Dianying.

He saw an electric arc dancing at his fingertip.

Under his control, the electric arc obediently leapt across his fingers.

Then, accompanied by a faint crackling sound, a flame swiftly leapt up.

Lei Dianying's eyes went wide—she hadn't expected that the flame, which just moments ago had grown violent because of her own lightning, was now so obedient in Jiang Yan's hands.

"Come on, next, once the pot is hot, add the oil."

Jiang Yan said to Lei Dianying.

"Okay!"

Lei Dianying nodded very seriously, then, under Jiang Yan's direction,

after pouring the oil into the pot, Lei Dianying didn't dare step forward.

Her whole person hid behind Jiang Yan, poking her head out to curiously observe the situation in the oil-filled pot.

Hearing the oil in the pot gurgle, and occasionally pop,

she would even clutch Jiang Yan's clothes, hiding like a little hamster.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yan couldn't help but laugh.

How could she be like a little girl, afraid of the oil splashing out of the pot.

"Alright, alright, if you don't go stir-fry now, the vegetables are going to burn."

Jiang Yan gave Lei Dianying's hand a light pat, then led her to the front of the pot.

Under Jiang Yan's encouragement, Lei Dianying pinched the hem of Jiang Yan's clothes with one hand while stir-frying the vegetables with the other.

As if only this way could she not be afraid.

In the end, under Jiang Yan's guidance and after several failures, a dish of scrambled eggs with chili peppers that looked passable was finally ready.

Of course, for now this dish only looked passable on the outside—no one knew how it would taste.