Wow! My wife is beautiful and obedient, everyone envies her!

Asha immediately understood what Qi Yuan meant and nodded, saying, "Okay."

"Noah, are you really selecting a concubine recently?" Qi Yuan asked, voicing his doubts.

Asha looked troubled again, unsure how to answer.

Seeing his expression, Qi Yuan said, "It seems he really is making a choice."

“Mr. Qi Yuan, I’ve been by the head of the family’s side for a while now, and he treats you differently.” Asa quickly spoke up for Noah.

Qi Yuan nodded. "He does treat me differently. Didn't you hear me call him by his first name? He allowed it."

Qi originally addressed Noah as Mr. Noah. Since he was not a member of the Davis family, he did not need to address Noah as the head of the family like the servants of the Davis family did.

However, Noah said that calling him "sir" was too formal, and that calling him "Noah" was fine, or he should kiss him.

Qi Yuan was afraid that the guy would actually kiss him, so he called him by his first name, Noah.

Hearing this, Asha thought Qi Yuan was showing off how good Noah was to him, and nodded, saying, "The patriarch treats you the best."

"I call him by his first name not because he's the nicest to me, but because I consider him a friend. But given how good he is to me, Asha, do you also think I'm his male concubine?" Qi Yuan asked.

Ashton remained rooted to the spot, speechless once again.

Qi Yuan stopped at a distance and thought about it. His behavior at the Davis family during this period was indeed no different from that of a male concubine, since he hadn't done anything.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan stood up, leaning on his cane.

Asa quickly stepped forward to help him up.

Qi Yuan avoided his hand. "I'm strong enough to walk by myself. Where's the kitchen?"

"there."

Asa pointed in a direction.

Qi Yuan skipped and hopped into the kitchen.

in the kitchen.

The chefs are preparing ingredients for tonight's dinner.

Qi Yuan walked into the kitchen, startling them quite a bit.

"Mr. Qi Yuan, why are you in the kitchen? The kitchen floor is wet and oily; you could easily slip and fall. Please get out."

"Can I cook dinner tonight?" Qi Yuan asked.

The head chef looked troubled. "You're going to cook it? How are you going to cook it?"

"Just prepare the dishes according to my instructions. Asa, bring me a tall stool."

Asa left Qi Yuan in the care of the chefs for the time being and quickly went out to bring in a chair.

Qi Yuan glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen.

The North Island has long winters and lacks abundant vegetables; the most common vegetable here is potatoes. However, due to its coastal location, it boasts a particularly rich variety of seafood.

Snow crabs, which Qi Yuan had never even seen in his original world, were now being sold in basket after basket.

A male servant took the meat out of the steamed snow crab and put it into a bowl. There were also chopped lettuce and other fresh vegetables next to him.

Upon seeing these combinations, Qi Yuan instantly remembered what kind of meat was in the salads he usually ate—it turned out to be snow crab meat.

The salad was quite delicious, but Qi Yuan hadn't expected that the preparation process would be so complicated.

Davis's kitchen has a pretty good variety of ingredients.

Even in the icy and snowy landscape, you can still see plenty of lush green vegetables.

Qi Yuan couldn't help but wonder how they managed to grow it.

I glanced at the ingredients.

Qi Yuan already had a recipe in mind for the dishes he wanted to make.

Dry-pot potatoes, stewed beef with potatoes, and stir-fried snow crab with scallions.

With the ingredients available in the kitchen, there is more than enough room to make these three dishes.

However, the kitchen utensils were mostly flat-bottomed pans and a row of various knives, which fit Qi Yuan's stereotype of the people of Beizhou.

Qi Yuan asked the chef to help prepare the ingredients.

The way he wanted the ingredients to be prepared was something the head chef had never done before, but of course, not doing it before doesn't mean it couldn't be done.

Just like how snow crabs are handled.

Crabs have hard shells, making them troublesome to eat. To ensure that the head of the household, young masters, and young ladies can eat comfortably, these snow crabs are steamed and the meat is removed to make salads or added to other dishes.

Qi Yuan, however, instructed them to pry open the crab shells, remove the gills, and then cut them in half.

The head chef considered this approach rude and unprincipled.

But considering that Qi Yuan was from Dongzhou, and that this cooking method might be their local cooking style, I didn't say anything more.

Qi Yuan wasn't a great chef; he simply grew up with his adoptive father.

The adoptive father wasn't a chef either, and the two of them, one big and one small, ordered takeout every day. But they got tired of eating takeout all the time, so Qi Yuan started learning to cook by watching videos.

Qi Yuan's pursuit of cooking is not necessarily to replicate a recipe exactly; the main point is to cook however he wants.

As long as these two ingredients are not poisonous and taste good together, you can combine them however you like.

Stir-fried snow crab with scallions, dry-pot potatoes, and stewed beef with potatoes are common home-style dishes; you can make them as long as you have the ingredients and know how to cook them.

With the help of the head chef and others, the ingredients were prepared, and Qi Yuan had also found a suitable pot for cooking.

Stewed beef with potatoes is a bit more complicated and requires stewing for a while.

Therefore, Qi Yuan first chose to make stewed beef with potatoes. He put the stewed beef with potatoes in a pot and simmered it slowly over a fire. The second dish was dry-pot potatoes.

The head chef and others watched Qi Yuan cook with wide eyes.

Qi Yuan's cooking skills looked very proficient, and the fact that he could cook two dishes despite only having one hand and one foot that he could move freely made the phrase "disabled but determined" pop into their minds.

However, Qi Yuan used the same ingredients to create a completely different delicious dish from theirs. As the food was cooked, the aroma of dry-pot potatoes filled the large kitchen instantly.

The aroma made the head chef, who had twenty years of experience, want to taste what Dongzhou food tasted like.

Although he was already a top chef in Juecheng, he had never been to Dongzhou. After all, it was too far away, and some people said that the food in Dongzhou was very greasy and tasted only of seasonings. They didn't know what ingredients were used, but after eating it, they felt like they were on fire. They felt uncomfortable in their stomachs on the day they returned, and their anus was burning the next day.

According to their descriptions, the chefs unknowingly associated Eastern food with poison.

However, the aroma of the food Qi Yuan gave him did not evoke that feeling.

Qi Yuan poured out the cooked dry-pot potatoes, just as Little Petty's voice came from outside.

"Brother Qiyuan, are you in the kitchen?"

Following her voice, she ran into the kitchen.

Qi Yuan sat in the chair and looked at her.

The little girl had already run to his side, standing on tiptoe to look at the dry-pot potatoes on the kitchen counter. "What's this? It smells so good!"

"Would you like to try some?" Qi Yuan asked.

The little girl nodded vigorously, "Yes, give me one to try."

Qi Yuan brought a fork and poked a piece of potato for the little guy.

Before it was even handed to Little Petty, the head chef said, "Please wait a moment."

“Uncle Ghana, why can’t I eat it?” Petty asked, puzzled.

Chef Garner said, "Miss, I am the head chef of the Davis family. I am responsible for the safety of the food you eat. Let me try Mr. Qi Yuan's food first. If there are no problems, then you can eat it."