Scientific Travel

When Gao Ruizhe saw Feifei arrive, his expression became slightly awkward. "Why are you here?"

"What, can't I come?" Feifei's gaze swept around the courtyard before finally landing on Deng Yin. "Long time no see."

Feifei's behavior was indeed very mature, but in Deng Yin's eyes, he would always be a child, just like he looked.

"It hasn't been that long, has it? You were this tall the last time I saw you."

Feifei's smiling lips twitched slightly, pretending not to hear what she said.

"Do gods need money too?" Feifei handed Gao Ruizhe a handkerchief, gesturing for him to wipe the cream off his face. "So the things gods love to eat are actually made by the gods themselves. If you want to attract more customers, why don't you just say you're Deng Yin?"

The only one on the field who didn't understand this was Gou Dan. He only just realized why Deng Yin pretended to be a passerby to buy a cake, and then a bunch of people came to buy cakes. It turns out it was the celebrity effect.

Deng Yin handed Feifei the bowl of cream that Gao Ruizhe had just bought, and also gave him a pair of chopsticks.

"It would be beneath a deity to sell goods personally. If people knew that the cakes were made by a deity, they probably wouldn't want to buy them, right?"

Feifei took the chopsticks from Deng Yin and picked up a small piece of cream. The cream was sweet, but not greasy. Its silky texture slid down her tongue and down her throat, as if it had already disappeared into her throat before she could even taste it.

“Even if those people know that the cake is made by gods, the taste will still drive them to buy it.” Feifei’s words were clearly a compliment, but there was no hint of flattery. “The best fruit I’ve ever eaten was the one you gave me. I was originally going to compare the fruit on the cake that’s all the rage in the city with the fruit you gave me, to see which one tasted better. But now it seems that whichever one tastes better, it’s the one you gave me.”

Deng Yin was delighted by Fei Fei's words. She threw two washed grapes into the cream bowl and said, "They taste even better with cream. Try them."

"Indeed not..."

"This cream isn't clean, why did you eat it?" Gao Ruizhe, having just wiped his face, saw Feifei eating cream and quickly reminded her.

Feifei then remembered that Gao Ruizhe's face was covered in cream.

So... that wasn't smeared on?

Feifei was chewing the grapes in her mouth, unsure whether to spit them out or not, and her face looked terrible.

Deng Yin was amused by his expression, and after laughing for a while, she said, "Don't worry, it's not from the same bowl as the cream that got on his face."

Feifei felt relieved, but his chewing movements noticeably slowed down. Once he had completely swallowed, Deng Yincai said, "Then which bowl could it be?"

“yue........yue......”

Gou Dan stared at Deng Yin in shock, his previous positive impression of her shattered.

What kind of good person would tease a child like that?

Gao Ruizhe's expression wasn't good either; he wanted to laugh but had to hold it in, and his face turned red from holding it in.

After Feifei finished vomiting, Deng Yin handed him a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

Feifei's face was a little pale, but she still politely said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Deng Yin said with a smile. "Anyway, this handkerchief is yours."

Feifei looked at Gao Ruizhe in disbelief, and the moment she saw that he didn't have a handkerchief in his hand, she started vomiting again.

“yue......yue......”

"Hahahahahahahahahaha." Deng Yin laughed so hard he was doubled over, as if he was about to laugh himself unconscious.

Feifei vomited, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. Her eyes were glistening, and she looked so pitiful.

Deng Yin then had a change of heart, patted Fei Fei on the back, and said, "Just kidding. You're such a kid, you can't take a joke."

I can't beat them... I can't beat them...

Feifei repeated those three words to herself hundreds of times before she could barely suppress her anger.

"No...no, cough cough cough cough...it's okay."

As evening approached, Feifei had probably finished vomiting, so Deng Yin decided to have the two of them stay for dinner.

"Yeah."

Before Feifei could refuse, Gao Ruizhe agreed.

Fool.

However, since he had already said that, Feifei didn't refuse him.

Deng Yin originally wanted to cook, but Gao Ruizhe wouldn't let her.

"How about I and this servant cook dinner tonight?" he said, then asked Gou Dan for his opinion. "Is that alright?"

Dog Egg had no objection; if it tasted bad, he could just eat cake.

in the kitchen.

Gao Ruizhe knew that Gou Dan was a good cook, and he wanted to see how he did it.

Once I learn it, I'll take his place!

Gao Ruizhe offered to take charge of chopping the vegetables and leave the stir-frying to Gou Dan.

Dog Egg agreed without hesitation.

The first dish he made was scrambled eggs with tomatoes. He didn't stir the eggs; he just put them into the pan. The oil started to smoke as soon as it touched the eggs. Instead of stirring, he put the tomatoes in as well.

Gao Ruizhe remained silent.

This... can taste good?

He didn't know if Gou Dan knew his purpose and was deliberately hiding his abilities, or if everyone had their own way of doing things, and this method was Gou Dan's own creation.

Dog Egg's cooking process is fixed. No matter what ingredients he uses or what kind of dish he makes, he always adds a little bit of all the seasonings.

The more you look at Gao Ruizhe, the more distorted his facial features become.

This definitely won't taste good!

The kitchen was filled with an unpleasant smell. The egg mixture was not stirred evenly, and the tomato and egg stir-fry, which originally had only two colors, had an extra white. The eggs were set the moment they touched the oil, and even though Gou Dan stirred them over and over again, the eggs did not fall apart.

In addition, Dog Egg put in too much firewood, and the fire was too high, so the dish was already a bit black before it was even served.

It smells burnt.

But Gou Dan couldn't smell anything. He handed the plate to Gao Ruizhe and said, "Try it and see how it tastes. Do you need some salt?"

Many images flashed through Gao Ruizhe's mind in an instant, but finally settled on Wei Wujiang.

He recalled the power of the tomato and egg stir-fry that Wei Wujiang had made, and before he knew it, he had vomited onto the tomato and egg stir-fry that Gou Dan had made.

Even darker than scrambled eggs with tomatoes was Dog Egg's face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Gao Ruizhe apologized very quickly, so quickly that he hadn't even finished vomiting. As soon as he finished speaking, another mouthful of vomit appeared on the plate.

Although Gou Dan's face darkened, he didn't get angry. He just obediently held the plate and caught Gao Ruizhe's vomit.

Now it was Gao Ruizhe's turn to feel embarrassed. Although he deliberately only spat into the plate when he vomited, some vomit inevitably splashed onto Gou Dan's hands.

That was the pear soup he drank.

Gao Ruizhe didn't believe that someone capable of making such lethal dishes was hiding his talents.

"Um, I'm really sorry. How about this, you go in and sit down for a while, I'll do it."

“Okay.” Gou Dan didn’t stand on ceremony and threw the vomit and the plate into the swill bucket.

Fortunately, Gou Dan wasn't a germaphobe and only washed his hands three times before stopping.

In Deng Yin's room, she gave Fei Fei a watermelon cake to have as a snack.

Feifei didn't have much of an appetite and felt a bit nauseous. She only took one bite before putting down her chopsticks.

Deng Yin didn't try to persuade her any further. She took a sip of her sweet syrup and said, "You've come all this way, you can't just be here for a piece of cake, can you?"

Feifei knew that Deng Yin was no ordinary person, so she didn't hide it from her: "The target of this mission is in Shimu City."

"I see." Deng Yin didn't press further, but changed the subject: "What do people from your Yunxing Dao learn before being sent on a mission?"