The cannon fodder female supporting role in the misplaced life

Li Zhiqiang said first, "Is today a good day? Why are you making so many delicious dishes?"

Qin Shu immediately responded, "Yingying did it all. Tong Xin and I just helped her."

"What?" Li Zhiqiang looked at his wife in disbelief.

"Really? If you don't believe me, ask Tong Xin."

"Yeah, Dad, didn't I tell you when you first came in that this was cooked by cousin Yingying?"

Li Zhiqiang then remembered that he seemed to have heard Tong Xin say that the dishes were cooked by Yingying, but he took another look at the food on the table and still found it hard to believe that these were all cooked by Yingying.

But since his wife and children said so, he didn't ask any more questions and just sat down to give it a try.

Li Zhiqiang was actually a little nervous. He had been thinking, if these dishes were really made by Xu Yingying, what should he say if they didn't taste good so as not to make his niece unhappy?

But as soon as he took a bite of the ribs, he was overwhelmed by the taste of the ribs. He wondered how Xu Yingying made the ribs so flavorful and delicious.

Seeing the sweet and sour pork on the side, Li Zhiqiang took another bite with his chopsticks, the sweet and sour taste spreading in his mouth. Could this really be made by the young Yingying? Why did he think it was much better than what he had eaten in the restaurant?

Seeing Li Zhiqiang eating spare ribs and sweet and sour pork, he just kept silent. Qin Shu and Li Tongxin, mother and daughter, were waiting for his evaluation!

At this point, Li Zhiqiang's chopsticks reached for the fried egg loofah. Compared to the previous two meat dishes, this was a simple stir-fry, but it perfectly balanced out the greasiness of the previous two, making it quite delicious. Finally, Li Zhiqiang took a bite of the last dish of lettuce. But after taking a bite, he put his chopsticks down.

The two people waiting for his evaluation were staring at him intently. Li Zhiqiang probably finally understood that they wanted to know what he thought of the four dishes.

He then said, "The spare ribs and sweet and sour pork are both incredibly flavorful and leave a lasting impression. The melt-in-your-mouth texture and rich aroma are unforgettable. The fried sponge gourd and eggs are refreshing and light, perfectly offsetting the greasiness of the first two meat dishes. But the lettuce dish at the end is a bit lacking. While it tastes good, it lacks a unique flavor."

Li Zhiqiang thought to himself, "I have to judge who's better, otherwise how can I show my professionalism?" But he never expected that he was the only one in the room who didn't know that the fourth dish was cooked by his wife, Qin Shu. As soon as he said this, he suddenly realized that he might have to sleep on the sofa tonight because he noticed his wife's eyes darting towards him.

"Dad, that was made by Mom." Li Tongxin finally told her dad that the last dish of lettuce with oyster sauce was made by her mom. As for whether her dad would sleep on the sofa tonight, it was none of her business.

There was absolute silence for a moment. Xu Yingying had never experienced such a situation before, and she didn't know how to smooth things over.

Li Zhiqiang, quick-witted, spotted the soup in the middle of the table and immediately scooped up a bowl. After one sip, he knew it was his wife's cooking. "This soup is truly delicious. Authentic, traditional Chinese cooking. Yingying, I didn't expect you could even make soup now."

Hearing what her uncle said, Xu Yingying said, "Uncle, you are wrong. This soup was not made by me, but by my aunt."

"Alright, alright, let's eat." Qin Shu knew Li Zhiqiang's exaggerated praise was meant for her. As an old married couple, she wouldn't stay put since her husband had already given her the opportunity.

At this time, Li Tongxin also picked up the sweet and sour pork in front of her and ate it first as a sign of respect. "Cousin Yingying, your sweet and sour pork is really delicious. I have never eaten such delicious sweet and sour pork." She said while chewing and looking at Xu Yingying.

Qin Shu, who was standing by, felt that her daughter was eating like this, and it was really unbearable to watch. But when she heard Li Zhiqiang and Li Tongxin praising Xu Yingying's cooking, she also picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the fried loofah and eggs in front of her.

Undoubtedly, the three members of the family were captivated by Xu Yingying's cooking skills. Qin Shu finally understood why her husband had said that her lettuce was inferior. It wasn't just that, compared to Yingying's three dishes, her own was barely edible.

Qin Shu was still a little dissatisfied with her sister for always bringing Xu Yingying into the kitchen. Although her child's cooking skills were so good now, which made her very proud, could she really cook like this just by watching her for a few seconds? In any case, she didn't believe Xu Yingying's excuses. She had been cooking for more than ten or twenty years, and it was like showing off in front of Yingying. Whoever was teasing her would be uncomfortable.

No one said a word until all the food was gone. But the atmosphere was no longer as awkward as it had been at the beginning. Instead, Aunt Qin and her family of three were filled with satisfaction after having enjoyed the delicious food.

"Burp", a burp sound came from Li Zhiqiang's stomach after eating.

"I'm really satisfied with the meal tonight." Li Zhiqiang said with a smile to ease the embarrassment.

"It's all because my cousin cooked today. I've never eaten such delicious food." Li Tongxin shared her feelings excitedly.

"Yingying, your cooking skills are really beyond my expectation. I didn't know what Xiaolan called you before. I clearly remember that the dishes she cooked were just average." Qin Shu still raised the points that he was confused about.

"My mom's cooking isn't great, but that's precisely why. Every time I watch her cook, I go back to the school library to look for relevant information for comparison. So the seasonings I use now are all adjusted based on the recipes I found in the library."

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After Xu Yingying finished speaking, the other three people all exclaimed in confusion at the same time.

After that, they all looked at each other, and finally Qin Shu, as the representative, asked, "Yingying, does the school library still have this kind of book?"

"Yes." Xu Yingying said firmly.

At this time, Xiao Wu couldn't help but ask Xu Yingying again, "Host, when did you see that recipe? Why don't I remember it?"

Xu Yingying replied to Xiaowu, "They won't go to the school library to verify anything anyway, so just let them assume these trivial matters are what they are."

"Host, can this be done? Isn't this..."

"So should I tell them that I traveled through time and space, so I already knew how to cook? Is that right?"

"That's not necessary." Xiao Wu was frightened by Xu Yingying's words. It should just continue to observe the host to complete the task.

"So that's how it is. I was wondering why the food you cook, Yingying, is so delicious." Qin Shu heard Xu Yingying's firm answer and felt that he was really making a fuss out of nothing. It was indeed normal to have a recipe in the library.