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

"Uncle, please try this! This is potato that Brother Qiyuan made, it's delicious!"

The potatoes Patty was holding were from the first batch Qi Yuan had made, and the little girl had already eaten them all, leaving only five.

The little girl still loves her uncle very much.

She originally intended to eat all the potatoes, but she overcame her craving and left five for Noah.

Noah was also curious about Qi Yuan's cooking skills, so he squatted down and accepted the little girl's feeding.

He took a bite of the potato, and the soft, glutinous texture and the crispy, caramelized skin made his eyes widen.

Food that doesn't look very appealing can be surprisingly delicious.

"This is the food of Dongzhou? It's so different from what I've heard. Ah Yuan, you lost your mother at a young age, who did you learn to cook from?"

"Dongzhou cuisine is nothing more than frying, braising, stewing, and stir-frying. If you know which dishes taste good when stir-fried and which dishes taste good when boiled, even if you don't cook for several years, you'll naturally know how to cook them once you get the ingredients."

Qi Yuan spoke very casually, but the truth was not so easy.

The most important thing in cooking is controlling the heat. Different dishes require different cooking times for frying, braising, stewing, and stir-frying. So knowing how to cook a dish doesn't necessarily mean you can cook it.

But Qi Yuan was different. He couldn't stand the thick soup and bread every day while in prison, so he applied to work in the prison kitchen.

In the prison kitchen, he had mastered the cooking time and methods for ingredients from the North Continent, which is why he could cook three dishes without any mishaps as soon as he started cooking.

It was just a way to boast in front of Noah and make him think he was amazing.

To everyone's surprise, Noah's expression remained serious after hearing his boast. "Ah Yuan, no matter how good your cooking is, you shouldn't go into the kitchen until your injury has healed."

"This little injury doesn't matter."

Qi Yuan did not back down.

Noah frowned and repeated, "It's in the way!"

“I said it’s nothing to worry about, so it’s nothing to worry about. I know my own body condition!” Qi Yuan’s tone became more serious.

He used to get injured in boxing matches, but he still managed to feed himself while injured.

This life of a parasite is much better for him than he thought.

Seeing Qi Yuan's anger rising, Noah felt both helpless and angry: "Yuan, why are you so stubborn? Can't you listen to me for a bit?"

"Uncle, I know why Brother Qiyuan is angry?"

The little girl eventually finished off the four pieces of potato on the plate and volunteered to raise her little hand.

Noah looked at the little guy and said unhappily, "What do you know, you little brat?"

"I know, Brother Qiyuan is just jealous!" the little girl said seriously.

Qi Yuan froze, looking at the little girl who had arbitrarily labeled herself with a name in surprise.

Hearing this, Noah immediately became interested and squatted down to ask, "Why are you jealous?"

"Everyone says you've been hanging out with pretty boys lately, and that you'll leave Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan only went into the kitchen injured to prove he's useful."

Petty overheard the servants talking when she went to find Qi Yuan after class.

Noah couldn't help but smile slightly and asked, "Really?"

“I didn’t, don’t listen to Patty’s nonsense.”

Upon hearing the little girl's words, Qi Yuan knew that she must have heard them from the gossipy servants.

For the first time, Qi Yuan truly understood what it felt like for 'rumors to hurt people'.

"Ah Yuan, if you really weren't jealous, why did you go into the kitchen injured?" Noah looked at Qi Yuan with interest, seemingly taking Petty's words seriously.

Qi Yuan countered, "Asking this means you're admitting that you've been hanging out with handsome boys lately..."

At this point, Qi Yuan suddenly realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself: "I went into the kitchen just to improve our meals. We're tired of eating the same few dishes every day. It's not for anyone in particular."

Qi Yuan's first words actually startled Noah.

It felt like a kid who sneaks home late only to find his parents sitting in the living room waiting for him – the feeling of being caught red-handed. He was still thinking about how to explain himself when he heard Qi Yuan add a sentence to his defense, and his smile deepened.

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense. I haven't been hanging out with pretty boys lately. I just wanted to expand the Davis family's business, so I met with more people. Those guys wanted to curry favor with me, so they brought a few pretty boys with them. Look, I brought Xiu back today, and he only brought him back to cook Eastern cuisine for you."

Noah told this lie as if it were perfectly reasonable.

Of course, the reason given to outsiders was that the Davis family wanted to expand into new businesses and needed to collaborate with certain individuals.

That was because he knew those people wouldn't obediently negotiate business with him; they would definitely bring some handsome boys with them, which is why he issued the order to the outside world.

However, Qi Yuan learned of this matter only three days after it was made public.

He now has a feeling of 'never daring to do it again'. He has seen so many handsome boys, but none of them are as handsome as Qi Yuan. He also feels Qi Yuan's preciousness more and more.

I originally wanted to desensitize myself, but I ended up becoming even more addicted.

That backfired.

Noah's explanation sounded like he was genuinely trying to appease his angry and jealous girlfriend. Qi Yuan felt a little awkward listening to it, yet strangely, he was also a little happy.

"If you want to hang out with pretty boys, then hang out with them. It has nothing to do with me, so you don't need to explain anything to me. Also, Mr. Xiu is from the Northern Continent, so the Eastern Continent dishes he makes may not be authentic. I'd better cook them myself in the future," Qi Yuan said.

Noah frowned. "Yuan, if Xiu's Dongzhou cuisine is delicious, you can't go into the kitchen until you're fully recovered!"

"can."

"He cooks well, so you can't say it's not good!"

"no problem."

Qi Yuan thought to himself: If the other person really cooks well, and I say it's not good, wouldn't that just prove I'm jealous? I'm not jealous, why would I resort to such petty tricks?

Xiu took longer to cook than Qi Yuan had expected; it took him forty minutes to prepare the dinner.

The three dishes that Qi Yuan had prepared were kept warm in an insulated box, so they were still warm when they were taken out.

However, upon seeing the dishes Xiu brought out, Qi Yuan couldn't maintain his composure.

His complexion only improved when white rice was placed in front of him.

The people of Beizhou mainly eat various kinds of bread, bread with thick soup, and better ones eat steak and other staple foods. Qi Yuan wanted to improve his diet in prison, so he made some noodles to replace bread. Rice was the first time he had seen it in five years.

Born in a rice-growing region, he truly loves white rice!

Finally, Xiu placed the chopsticks in front of Qi Yuan and asked with a smile, "Mr. Qi Yuan, do you still know how to use chopsticks? If not, I can get you a knife and fork instead."

"No need, I know how to use it."

"That's quite an accident. I heard that Mr. Qi Yuan was born in Beizhou. I thought you would have forgotten how to use chopsticks?"