Love Apartment: The Most Reliable Person

The people in Love Apartment can be said to have been having good luck recently, and everyone has a smile on their face.

On this day, at 3603, Lin Ze, who had woken up naturally, got up to look for food.

Before he could even reach the refrigerator, he was drawn to the dining table by a burst of fragrance. Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and Sarah's smiling face, Lin Ze rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself, "I must be dreaming. It seems I haven't woken up yet and need to continue sleeping."

Unexpectedly, Sarah grabbed him and used a brain-clearing technique. Lin Ze wailed in pain: "Sarah, are you serious?"

At the dinner table, Lin Ze looked at the smiling Sarah with a face full of resentment, rubbing his waist where it had been pinched: "Sarah, how did you learn to use this trick? Tell me, who taught you this?"

"I learned this all by myself, and this kind of thing is nothing for us girls." Sarah continued to smile. "Try it now. I made this myself. It took me a lot of effort."

Lin Ze looked at the delicious dishes in front of him, his mouth twitching a little, and asked tentatively: "Sarah, I didn't realize you have such skills?"

Sarah's expression remained unchanged. "Of course. As a new generation of urban women, we have to be both capable of both being in the living room and in the kitchen. There's so much you don't know."

Lin Ze asked again: "Why have I never seen you do this before?"

Sarah waved her hand and said, "I used to eat your cooking all the time, and after eating so much, I naturally wanted to try making my own. I didn't expect that I'm such a genius. Cooking is a piece of cake for me."

"Really? I don't believe it." Lin Ze couldn't help but said a famous saying.

Sarah looked at Lin Ze with an unfriendly look, and her tone became inexplicable: "Aze, what do you mean? Don't you believe me? Don't you believe that I have the ability to cook, or don't believe that all these things were made by me?"

Lin Ze wanted to say he didn't believe any of it, but seeing Sarah about to go berserk, he changed his tone and said, "I knew it must be you who made this. No one else could make these delicacies except you. Don't worry, I will definitely savor them carefully."

Sarah smiled with satisfaction, but still asked, "Actually, I'm curious, what's the name of that golden dish that looks pretty good?"

Sarah said confidently, "This is the dish I'm most confident in. It's a one-to-one replica of a famous dish, the crab. I'm sure you'll like it."

Actually, he doesn't really like it. He doesn't even like crabs, let alone crab-like ones. So he asked, "If you want to eat crabs, just buy them. Why do you have to make this crab-like dish? It's so hard! It makes me sad." Regardless of whether this thing tastes good or not, the emotional valence must be maximized first, otherwise his girlfriend will be unhappy.

Sarah smiled and said, "This dish is very simple to make. It only requires eggs, ginger, and vinegar. It's not a hassle at all. Come and try it."

Lin Ze's outstretched chopsticks suddenly hung in mid-air. What had he heard? Ginger, egg, and vinegar—could these things really taste good together? He felt a strange physical discomfort. But he still picked up a piece of egg and, under Sarah's expectant gaze, put it in his mouth.

After eating it, Lin Ze couldn't help but twitch his eyes. So sour! Lin Ze's first reaction was that he really couldn't eat anything too sour. How much vinegar did Sarah put in? And who could tell him why there were such big chunks of ginger in the egg? He was speechless.

After swallowing it, Lin Ze quickly took a glass of water and took a big gulp to cleanse the strange taste in his mouth.

Sarah asked: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Lin Ze spread his hands and said, "Isn't the result obvious?"

Sarah was pleasantly surprised and said, "That's great. I'll try it too."

"No!" Lin Ze wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Sarah spit it out immediately after eating it: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, what is this? Why is it so disgusting? Aze, why didn't you say anything just now!"

Lin Ze handed her the water cup and said, "I thought you would understand after seeing my actions. Who would have thought you would actually dare to taste it."

After taking a sip of water, Sarah's complexion improved a little. She asked in confusion, "Really? Why is the crab cooked according to his method so unpalatable?"

Lin Ze became interested: "Who? Who did you learn from?" He also wanted to know who made this dish, and he would definitely give him a thumbs up.

Sarah thought for a moment and said, "I think his name is Chef Huang. I heard he even published a book. It's about the steps to make delicious food and some life lessons, but I haven't read it."

Lin Ze couldn't help but roll his eyes: "What a idle guy! What serious chef would teach others the secrets? If you have that much time, you'd better practice your own cooking skills. With such skills, you still want to publish a book. It's really ridiculous."

Sarah nodded. "That's true. Oh, I wasted all my time. I wanted to give you a surprise."

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Not all of them are bad. Maybe our tastes are different from others. Maybe other dishes will taste better. But this egg is a waste."

Sarah agreed, "Exactly. It's not as good as just scrambled eggs. This is the worst dish I've ever had. Those eggs died in vain."

Lin Ze rolled his eyes and said with a wicked smile, "It might not be a waste. If it really doesn't work, can we give it to Mr. Zeng? He might like it. After all, his taste is quite unique."

Sarah patted him lightly and said, "You are so bad! If Teacher Zeng knew about this, he would definitely kill you!"

Lin Ze said proudly: "He can't beat me. Even with Mr. Zeng's fighting ability, I can beat him with both hands."

Sarah couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Aze, you are so mean. If Teacher Zeng knew you said that to him, he would definitely bite you."

Then, she turned her gaze to the other dishes on the table. Although they were indeed delicious, she was a little hesitant to try them after what had just happened.

So he looked at Lin Ze and encouraged him, "Aze, aren't you curious about what the other dishes taste like? There might be a surprise. You can't have all the dishes fail."

Lin Ze pointed at the shredded potatoes and said, "Actually, I think this shredded potato dish is pretty good. After all, no matter how bad shredded potatoes taste, they can't be that bad."

"Then try it." Sarah said, and prepared to pick some for him.

Lin Ze stopped her and smiled maliciously: "Don't eat it yet, I plan to eat something else first."

Sarah clearly sensed the danger and tried to retreat, asking nervously, "What do you want to do?"

Lin Ze laughed heartily and picked up Sarah: "You're asking even though you already know the answer. Damn you."

Spring suddenly appeared, a hungry tiger pounced on its prey, an old man pushed a cart, and Sarah's singing resounded in 3603. Fortunately, it was daytime and Xinling had gone to work, so no one could hear it.

After making love, Lin Ze ate shredded potatoes with a satisfied look on his face and said with a smile: "It is indeed the most delicious food after hard work. Honey, eat it. These shredded potatoes are the best I have ever tasted."

Sarah looked at him with resentment, what a hateful bad guy.