Chapter 178: Let You Open a Food Shop, You Open for Business at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Fengzi, is it really necessary?"

Seeing Lu Feng looking like he was facing a great enemy, Li Jiang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain.

"Just to be safe, I don't want to be buried with you; I still want to live a few more decades."

Lu Feng stood at the Door still maintaining a movement ready to run away at any time, and said with a serious face.

Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of well ropes.

There was no way; Li Jiang had given him too many surprises today.

He felt for the first time that teaching someone to cook could actually be life-threatening.

Li Jiang curled his lips and walked to the Gas Stove in an embarrassed manner, muttering two sentences under his breath.

He reached out and turned the Gas Stove's Switch twice, but unexpectedly no flame came out.

Li Jiang frowned, bent over to look at the Gas Stove, then turned the Switch twice harder, but the Gas Stove still had no reaction.

"How strange……"

Li Jiang scratched his head and muttered with a puzzled look: "It was fine this morning, why did it suddenly go on strike?"

Seeing his puzzled look, Lu Feng standing at the Door couldn't help but rub his forehead, and said somewhat helplessly: "Do you want to try opening the natural gas valve first?"

Hearing Lu Feng's words, Li Jiang was stunned for a moment and glanced at the position of the natural gas valve.

He then remembered that Lu Feng had closed the natural gas valve as soon as he came in just now.

He suddenly realized and slapped his head, his face instantly turning red: "Look at my memory! Forgot, forgot! Hahaha……"

Li Jiang smiled awkwardly at Lu Feng while turning the valve open as he spoke.

Lu Feng didn't respond, and his eyes looking at Li Jiang were full of helplessness.

Li Jiang walked to the Gas Stove again, took a deep breath, then looked at Lu Feng and said solemnly: "Fengzi, I'm going to light it!"

No one knew whether he said this to remind Lu Feng or to give himself courage.

After all, the scene just now still left him a bit frightened, and the shadow in his heart remained.

Li Jiang carefully turned the knob, and a blue flame burst out with a pop, scaring him to shrink back.

Fortunately, no accident happened.

Li Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, then puffed out his chest and regained his previous proud look.

He turned to Lu Feng at the Kitchen Door and raised his chin: "See, nothing happened! Fengzi, you're really making a mountain out of a molehill……"

Lu Feng at the Kitchen Door then slowly straightened his waist and moved back into the Kitchen step by step.

Li Jiang hummed a tune, picked up the Bowl filled with cut Tomatoes, and was about to pour them into the pot with a lift of his arm.

Seeing this movement, Lu Feng grabbed his wrist and asked with a frown: "What are you…… doing?"

"Stir-frying Tomatoes!"

Li Jiang was a bit confused and said righteously to Lu Feng.

"Shouldn't you stir-fry the eggs first? If you stir-fry the Tomatoes first, how will you stir-fry the eggs later?"

Lu Feng was stunned by his tone, then pointed to the wok still burning dry: "Besides, don't you put oil when you cook?"

He now somewhat understood how Li Jiang's terrible Tomato Scrambled Eggs were made.

Tomato Scrambled Eggs was clearly a very simple home-style stir-fry, but Li Jiang had already run into countless problems before even starting to cook.

With his performance, it was already not easy that what he stir-fried could be barely recognized by Lu Feng as Tomato Scrambled Eggs.

"Is that so? Let me see……"

Li Jiang was stunned, then took out his Mobile Phone from his Pocket and flipped through it a couple of times, then suddenly realized and slapped his head: "Oh right right right! I got the order wrong!"

Saying this, he hurriedly put the Bowl in his hand on the Chopping Board, turned around and walked into the cupboard to take out four eggs.

Then he took out another Bowl on his own, preparing to crack the eggs.

"The Pot! The Pot—aren't you going to take care of it?"

Lu Feng watched the wok on the Gas Stove already roasted until green smoke came out, pointed at the Gas Stove and shouted loudly at Li Jiang.

Li Jiang was startled, the movement in his hand suddenly stopped, and two eggs fell from his hand, smashing into two puddles on the ground with a pia sound.

Not caring about the two broken eggs, Li Jiang put the remaining two eggs in his hand on the Chopping Board, and hurriedly wanted to turn off the fire, but unexpectedly just as he stepped out, he just happened to step on the slippery egg liquid on the ground.

Immediately his whole body lunged forward, one leg stretched out straight, and he did a full split solidly.

"Fuck——"

Li Jiang let out a miserable cry, his face turned red, and tears welled up in his eye sockets.

"……"

Seeing Li Jiang's flustered look, Lu Feng couldn't help but clamp his legs together.

Just looking at it looked painful.

He sighed helplessly, walked over and turned off the Gas Stove.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Feng looked at Li Jiang gritting his teeth on the ground, his mouth twitched and asked: "Can you still move?"

"Cramp…… cramp! Let me rest a moment……"

Li Jiang gritted his teeth in pain, sucking in cold air and groaning, holding the root of his thigh with his hand, slowly stood up from the ground, and the expression on his face was somewhat distorted.

Lu Feng looked at the egg liquid on the ground, then looked at the wok still smoking on the Stove, and couldn't help but rub his temples with his hand.

He only felt that watching Li Jiang cook made his own blood pressure shoot up.

"Jiangzi, if it really doesn't work... don't force yourself?"

Lu Feng took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible: "If it really doesn't work, buy some pre-made dishes; when Su Yue comes on Sunday, just heat them up, and you can say you made them yourself."

Li Jiang glared at him as soon as he heard this: "How can that work! What if she comes to help in the kitchen? Wouldn't that expose us right away? Su Yue hates being lied to the most; your idea is terrible!"

He said while taking two more eggs: "It's just tomato scrambled eggs; I don't believe I can't learn it!"

Seeing him persist like this, Lu Feng didn't try to persuade him anymore.

But if he was allowed to keep messing around in the kitchen like this, whether he could learn tomato scrambled eggs today was still unknown.

Lu Feng decided to abandon his previous teaching approach and directly teach Li Jiang step by step.

Rather than letting Li Jiang improvise so freely, it was better to teach him hands-on; at least that way he could guarantee the kitchen wouldn't be blown up by him.

"Is there still a wok at home?"

Lu Feng looked at the smoking wok on the stove, furrowed his brow, and asked Li Jiang.

That wok had already been ruined by Li Jiang beyond recognition, and he had no intention of using that wok for a demonstration.

"Yes, I'll get it for you!"

Li Jiang's eyes lit up, and as he spoke, he rummaged through the cabinet under the chopping board and pulled out a wok from inside.

"This is my family's original wok; my mom just replaced it last week."

"Just replaced it?"

Lu Feng couldn't help but glance again at the blackened wok on the stove.

He had thought that wok had been used for a long time, but it turned out it was a new one replaced just last week!

It had only been used for a week before Li Jiang ruined it into this ghostly state; who knew what expression Li Jiang's parents would have when they came back and saw the new wok like this...