Chapter 802: The Kitchen God Reveals His Sharp Edge 2

He would not be fooled; that bit of homework from school was nothing at all to Shi Ran, and she finished it in a few minutes.

"Daddy, I'm going to do my homework."

The little girl ran off quickly, abandoning her younger brother with no sense of loyalty.

But that was fine.

"Signing the agreement was something Big Sister taught me." Sheng Zichen's chubby little face wore a smug smile as he betrayed his sister with ease, looking foolishly adorable.

"You teach Daddy how to cook, and in exchange, Daddy's future methods of making money and experience in managing the company—that's very fair!" Sheng Hanyu began to pit his wits against his son, swapping concepts.

"No."

The little fellow refused without hesitation: "In the future, you must allow me into the kitchen, and you are not allowed to object; it must be written in black and white on paper." His sister told him that Daddy's only weakness was Mommy, and as long as it concerned Mommy, Daddy would definitely agree.

"Alright." Daddy compromised.

Lunch.

Shi Youxuan looked at the meal her husband had brought before her; it was perfect in color, aroma, and taste, and though it looked like home-style cooking, she didn't recognize any of it.

However, the taste was excellent; it looked light, yet the flavor was rich and fragrant without feeling greasy.

"Did you make this?"

She knew her husband's level of cooking; of course, it was better than hers, but it wasn't that good!

"Zichen taught me how to make it." Sheng Hanyu was very unwilling to admit it, but that was the fact.

Clear noodle soup, small golden cakes, a white, enticing pottage, and a plate of cold-tossed vegetables with glistening white bits tucked into the emerald green.

"So fragrant."

Shi Youxuan sniffed, took a sip of the noodle soup first, and then widened her eyes in astonishment: "What kind of soup is this? So savory!"

The noodle soup was as clear as plain water, so she had mistakenly assumed it was noodles boiled in plain water.

It looked like "boiled water," but in reality, it was very complex.

A simple bowl of soup, yet it required several complicated processes to be made.

Using an old hen, a duck, and a pig knuckle that were over two years old, they were brought to a boil over high heat and then simmered over low heat for several hours to create a milky white broth, skimming off the floating oil on top until not a single speck of oil remained.

Then, ham meat was minced into a paste and put into the soup to clarify it; the milky white broth immediately turned into a clear soup that looked like "boiled water."

High-gluten flour was mixed with a little salt, water was added in several batches, and it was kneaded vigorously into a slightly firm dough, which was then left to rest for an hour.

A little white flour was added to the cutting board, and the rested dough was rolled into a thin, large sheet with a rolling pin and then cut into fine noodles.

The noodles were boiled in clear water and then scooped into the clear soup that had been clarified with the ham paste.

The small golden cakes were, in fact, carrot cakes.

The carrots were peeled, sliced, and steamed in a pot, taken out and processed into carrot puree with a food processor, mixed with sugar, cornstarch, and eggs to form a dough, rolled into balls, pressed into small cakes, and steamed again for seven minutes.

The finished product was soft, glutinous, and bouncy, savory and fragrant without being greasy.

Looking at the simple bowl of white pottage, it was actually quite scholarly as well.

After a fresh grass carp was slaughtered, the meat was filleted, scraped off bit by bit with a kitchen knife, and minced with the back of the knife.

Fish meat carries its own fishy smell and needs to be marinated with cooking wine to remove it.

But Shi Youxuan's taste was peculiar due to her pregnancy, and basically, nothing could be added to any seasoning except salt.

So, Sheng Zichen had his father take a bottle of Moutai from the 1950s out of the wine cellar and open it to add two drops to the fish meat; using white liquor as cooking wine worked quite well.

But to make a top-tier pottage, fish meat alone was clearly not enough.

Freshly ground soy milk was boiled, poured into a container, stirred, and mixed with brine to set into tofu-fish curds.

It had both the fragrance of bean curd and the deliciousness of fish meat.

The soy milk and fish mince were perfectly combined; it was savory and fresh, looking very vegetarian yet lacking no nutrition, soft, smooth, and delicate.

The last dish was the emerald green cold-tossed vegetables, made from tender wild vegetables mixed with king oyster mushroom bits that had been sautéed in olive oil, arranged on a plate and molded into a heart shape.

It was perfect in color, aroma, and taste, looking good and tasting delicious.

Shi Youxuan did not let down the meal her husband had spent all morning painstakingly preparing, and she ate it all.

She was stuffed, but she didn't have morning sickness.

From that day on, Sheng Zichen officially moved into the kitchen; at such a young age, he was already the head steward of the family kitchen.

Not just Daddy, but even Fang Jie sometimes had to consult Sheng Zichen when cooking.

The little fellow's favorite cookbooks appeared in the Study again; this time he read them openly, and it was no problem no matter how long he read.

Because Daddy rarely appeared in the Study; Daddy's main task now was taking care of Mommy, and he had no time to go there.

Sheng Hanyu's idea of changing his son's hobbies was officially declared a failure!

……

Shi Yuke's surgery was very successful, and everything went smoothly.

The group returned to the country in a grand procession.

Airport.

Shi Youxuan was wearing maternity clothes, holding her belly as she waited at the exit.

She was surrounded by a group of people: her husband, her mother-in-law, the housekeeper, and over a dozen bodyguards.

In addition, there were Lady Jian and Jian Xiansheng, along with some people they had brought; the primary object of protection for everyone was Shi Youxuan.

Shi Youxuan was protected in the middle like a giant panda.

She was already three months pregnant and had passed the dangerous period.

Her belly had also swelled up as if it had been blown up by air.

It was already a twin pregnancy, and coupled with the fact that she had been eating well and nourishing herself well recently, Shi Youxuan's belly looked much larger than a normal three-month belly.

Finally, the group that had gone abroad appeared.

Yuke walked at the very front, her waist-length hair styled into two ponytails hanging over her chest, which made her look very youthful.

She wore a simple white shirt on her upper body, denim overalls on her lower body, and white Spring Shoes.

She held a doll in her arms, wore no makeup on her face, and looked fresh and clean, giving people a very comfortable first impression.

As soon as Shi Yuke came out, she started looking around, and then she saw Shi Youxuan and became very excited.

"Mommy!"

She ran quickly toward Shi Youxuan, but the people around automatically blocked her.

They were afraid that her clumsy movements would bump into Shi Youxuan's belly.

"Bad people, get out of the way, boo-hoo-hoo... I want Mommy!"

Shi Yuke was blocked and cried miserably, tears streaming down her face.

In such a large airport, it was too difficult not to attract attention.

Not far from them, two people were whispering and mocking.

"Oh, who do I see? Isn't that Shi Yuke? Tsk tsk, she actually turned into this. When we were in school, she was as proud as a peacock and wouldn't even look at us ordinary people, but now she's actually become a fool; it's truly a pity."

"What's there to pity? She did it to herself; she played a good hand of cards into a mess, not worth sympathizing with."

The people speaking were Shi Yuke's classmates from university; they used to get along quite well when they were in school, and during the years when she was at the height of her popularity, these two also fawned over her, but after she fell on hard times, she became an object of ridicule.

Everyone's attention was on the people returning to the country; they hadn't seen each other for a month, so they exchanged greetings and asked how the other was doing, and no one noticed there were acquaintances nearby.

The group got into the car.

They held a welcome banquet at the hotel.

Shi Yuke looked at her protruding belly and asked cautiously, "Mommy, can I touch the little brother or sister?"

"You can, go ahead and touch."

The elders were all sweating, disagreeing.

But since Shi Youxuan agreed, others couldn't say anything.

They just all gathered around the two of them, staring, for fear that Shi Yuke would suddenly do something bad.

Everyone was overthinking; the thing they were worried about did not happen.

Shi Yuke was just purely curious; she gently stroked Shi Youxuan's belly, touched it twice, and then leaned her head over to talk to the fetus.

"Hello Baobao, I am your big sister, you must be good and listen to Mommy, don't make Mommy too tired, after you are born, big sister will take you out to play and buy you delicious food..."

She really took herself as Shi Youxuan's daughter.

Moreover, during this month, Shi Yuke and Moli had also been getting along quite well.

Perhaps because of their blood relationship, Moli liked to be close to Shi Yuke and called her "big sister."

Shi Yuke called Moli "little brother" and addressed Jian Yixin as "Aunt Yixin."

At first, the adults felt it was awkward, but later they got used to it after hearing it so much.