Cataclysm: Precognition system vs. luck system

In the villa's living room, Li Yunlan looked at her son, who was eagerly waiting for the meal to begin, with an awkward expression on her face. "Well, we've already had lunch. How about I make you a bowl of noodles?"

Si Qian's expression immediately stiffened, and he subconsciously covered his stomach with his hands.

Although my mother is good at making desserts and soups, she is far superior to anyone who sells salt, vinegar, and soy sauce when it comes to cooking. In short, the taste is very complex and strange. She can be called the god of dark cuisine. I have to sprint a hundred meters to the toilet right after I finish eating.

When Si Qian thought about the experience of being exhausted and his legs going limp from pooping, and almost dying on the toilet, he couldn't help but show an expression of fear and resistance.

So the elite graduate student instantly turned into a humble and filial son, and said with a dry smile, "No need, Mom, there's no need for you to cook for me, just take a rest. Where's Sister Li? Sister Li is gone, just ask her to cook something for me."

"Your uncle fired him. These days we hire part-time workers and chefs to provide door-to-door service. They leave after cooking."

Li Yunlan rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Don't worry, son. I learned a few tricks from a food live broadcast a few days ago. Your dad said it was good after eating it. It will definitely not be as bad as before."

There was doubt in Si Qian's eyes: Is this true?

Si Huaizhi happily testified for his wife and nodded at his son, "Really, your mother has made great progress these past few days, especially the noodle soup she makes is really good."

Si Qian forced himself to believe it with a stiff face until a bowl of seafood noodles was placed in front of him. The seafood was soft and mushy, and it didn't look very delicious, and the taste was even more ordinary.

But fortunately, it is finally no longer a dark dish, so Li Yunlan’s efforts in the past few days have been very effective.

In the end, under his mother's passionate gaze and his father's threatening gaze, Si Qian finished this bowl of seafood noodles filled with maternal love with tears in his eyes. After finishing, he had to force a strong smile and praised, "Delicious."

[Hahahaha... Second Brother looks so miserable. Look at that mask of pain on his face. It must be so difficult for him to squeeze out "delicious"!]

Si Qian gritted his teeth, glared at Si Tiantian unhappily, then snorted and walked out.

He came and left in a hurry. After burying his beloved wild rose in the garden, he put on his backpack and left the Si family in a hurry without any reluctance.

After watching his son leave, Li Yunlan rolled up his sleeves and said with a helpless smile, "It seems I still need to continue practicing my cooking skills."

With that, she walked towards the kitchen again.

She had to take advantage of now to practice her cooking skills. She didn't ask for the taste to reach the level of a five-star chef, but it had to have the taste of ordinary home cooking. Otherwise, when the weirdness came, supplies would be scarce, and there would not be enough ingredients for her to practice. It would be inconvenient to hire a chef from outside, so they would have to cook at home. If their cooking skills were not good, those rare and precious ingredients would be wasted.

Si Huaizhi immediately followed his wife's lead and rolled up his sleeves and followed his wife into the kitchen.

Aunt Zhao Peilan was stunned for a moment, then stood up a beat later, "I'll come too."

Seeing this, Uncle Si, the wife-loving maniac, could no longer sit still. He immediately chuckled and said, "I'll learn from you too. We can't rely on you women to cook all the meals in the future. We men have to share some of the burden."

After all four of them went in, Si Hao scratched his head and stretched his neck to look into the kitchen. "Should we learn together?"

Si Jia was more decisive and rushed inside. "Let's go together. The kitchen is big enough for us to go in without being crowded. What if we need to cook in a weird game in the future where there are only ingredients but no finished dishes? We can't be completely clueless."

Si Hao nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, that's right, I have to learn cooking skills as well."

So he added a cooking class to his tough pre-apocalyptic sprint course.