After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

The group of people who had just been vying to treat each other looked at each other in bewilderment.

In this interstellar age, meals are usually prepared by specialized robots; they probably wouldn't actually cook for themselves.

It's likely that only people like Shen Junhan and Leng Ran, who grew up on an unknown planet, possess the skill of "cooking".

Shen Junhan proposed this solution with some ulterior motives.

He wanted to cook for Mo Li himself as a celebration of his successful enrollment in university.

Leng Ran's cooking skills are merely at the level of simply cooking food; however, Shen Junhan, who once genuinely cared for Leng Ran like a younger brother, always had excellent cooking skills.

Shen Junhan was all too aware of Leng Ran's obsession with food, and because of this, he had actually developed quite good cooking skills.

Qi Shan smiled and said, "That sounds quite interesting. There are many cooking tutorials on the StarNet, you can learn from them."

Lu Haoyu: "I've never cooked before. This sounds interesting. Let's give it a try!"

After some discussion, the group arrived at the He family's house and quickly ushered the housekeeper, Jiu Jiu, to the living room, while they themselves occupied the kitchen.

Qi Shan circled around and said, "We have seven people now, so each of us can make one dish."

"Alright, let's see who makes the best one!" He Xiting agreed. "Everyone has a vote, how about it?"

Qin Yue nodded: "That's great, let's do it!"

"Does this count as a competition?" Lin Yi, who had been inexplicably dragged over, suddenly got excited. "Let's have a cooking contest!"

Lu Haoyu: "That's called a cooking competition!"

The group quickly sprang into action: some researched information, some studied kitchen utensils, some searched for ingredients... and one even looked for Jiu Jiu to cheat on.

Looking at how full of fighting spirit these people were, Leng Ran was also inspired. He opened the refrigerator and took out a chilled chicken.

How did Shen Junhan usually make poached chicken?

After thinking for a while, he found his mind blank and decided to deal with the chicken in his own way.

She found a pot, started boiling water, set a temperature reminder, and then went to join the others.

Shen Junhan sighed. Looking at Leng Ran's posture, he had already guessed the outcome.

It's probably Mo Li's specialty, boiled chicken, which he euphemistically calls "boiled chicken."

Hmm, it should also be served with a "secret sauce" that only Mo Li can stomach.

On the other side, Qi Shan turned on the projection function of the computer, selected a seemingly simple cold dish, and began to prepare it methodically.

Lu Haoyu and Qin Yue followed suit and started looking for recipes that suited them.

Lin Yi was much more ruthless. He found some lamb chops in the refrigerator, soaked them in oil, wrapped them in aluminum foil, and stuffed them directly into the oven.

Taking advantage of the fact that the others were not paying attention to him, He Xiting secretly slipped out and found the butler, Jiu Jiu.

"Jiu Jiu, my dear Jiu Jiu, could you give me some special tutoring?"

Jiu Jiu, who was tidying up the garden, asked, "What would you like to eat, young master?"

He Xiting chuckled: "Anything is fine, just something simple and home-style, something that looks like my cooking."

While Shen Junhan was preparing the fish, Leng Ran's water boiled. Without hesitation, she poured the whole plate of unprocessed chicken into the pot, covered it, and simmered it. Then she began to prepare her "secret sauce".

Shen Junhan, who had been observing carefully, tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

Oh well, as long as he's happy.

Leng Ran didn't bother to examine the bottles and jars on the table. He picked up a bowl, randomly selected lucky people, and started preparing the potion. He added a little bit to this one and a little more to that one, and soon he had prepared a bowl of pitch-black stuff.

Then, she skillfully chopped the scallions, garlic, and chili peppers with a knife and sprinkled them in.

You're done!

Leng Ran brought the cooked chicken and secret seasoning to the table. Seeing Lu Haoyu bring out a large square pot and pour in a lot of oil, she ran over to join in the fun.

He coldly peered in: "Lu Haoyu, what are you doing?"

"A feast of fried skewers!" Lu Haoyu brought out the skewered ingredients one by one. "Are you done? Come on, I'll lend a hand!"

Shen Junhan glanced over out of the corner of his eye.

Leng Ran also became somewhat interested: "How do you do it?"

"Watch this video." Lu Haoyu projected the video onto his personal computer screen. "Just pour these skewers in one by one, it's very simple. You fry them, and I'll go make the dipping sauce."

Leng Ran watched as the person in the video used a pair of tongs to fry one skewer at a time in a small oil pan. After glancing at the plate with over a hundred skewers, Leng Ran decided to adopt a more efficient method.

She picked up the whole plate of skewers and poured them into the oil with a bang!

Shen Junhan, who was always on guard, had no time to stop it. There were still a lot of water droplets on the food, and the oil in the pot immediately boiled!

"Ali!"

In a moment of desperation, Shen Junhan dropped the knife in his hand, put his arm around Leng Ran's shoulder from behind, pulled her into his arms, and led her away from the frying pan.

During this process, some oil droplets splashed onto the back of his hand, and the burned area began to turn red rapidly.

He didn't seem to care, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked down at Leng Ran: "Did you get burned?"

Leng Ran was momentarily taken aback: "What did you just call me?"

He never referred to himself that way again after what happened with Xue Lang.

Today's events were the same; she hadn't expected Shen Junhan to rush over so quickly!

He should have known that with her reaction speed, dodging the splashing oil wouldn't have been difficult at all.

If the change in attitude towards Shen Junhan was merely a matter of suspicion before, then now it can be considered a complete confirmation of Leng Ran's conjecture.

Qin Yue quickly opened the refrigerator and took out a box of ice: "Quick, here's some ice! Put it on your hands, they're all burned red."

Shen Junhan did not answer Leng Ran's question. He released her, took the ice pack from Qin Yue, and applied it to her skin.

Hearing the commotion in the kitchen, the housekeeper Jiu Jiu rushed in to clean up the mess.

Lu Haoyu, who was preparing the dipping sauce, stared wide-eyed. If he had known that Mo Li was so fierce, he would never have let him touch the oil pan!

Lu Haoyu walked over to Shen Junhan and asked with concern, "Junhan, how are you?"

Shen Junhan said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing."

"I'm sorry." Leng Ran looked down at Shen Junhan, but Shen Junhan avoided her gaze, unwilling to meet her eyes.

The word "Ah Li" that had just slipped out of his mouth left Shen Junhan at a loss for words.

He didn't want Ali to know that he had such unpleasant feelings for her.

He didn't want to be a burden to Ali.

Shen Junhan was silent for a moment: "It was my own choice, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to blame yourself."

The housekeeper, Jiu Jiu, automatically took over the dishes that were not yet finished. To express her apology, Leng Ran placed her boiled chicken with dipping sauce in front of Shen Junhan.

"As compensation, want to try it?"

Lu Haoyu frowned as he looked at the strange dish: "Ali, are you sure you didn't poison it?"

She gave him a cold glare: "What good would it do me to poison you all?"

This wasn't the first time Shen Junhan had eaten this famous cold dish, but in the past, he'd always said it was delicious to appease Ah Li... but now...

Seeing the cold, expectant look in his eyes, Shen Junhan swallowed his words of refusal, removed a piece of chicken, dipped it in the sauce, and ate it with a heavy heart.

"not bad."

Lu Haoyu's eyes lit up: "Really? Maybe it just smells a little strange... but the taste is actually not bad? I'll try it."

Qi Shan, who had witnessed Leng Ran preparing the sauce, walked over with a smile: "Junior, I advise you not to try it."

Despite his disbelief, Lu Haoyu couldn't resist his curiosity and swallowed a mouthful of chicken covered in sauce.

His face turned deathly pale on the spot.

He had never eaten anything so awful in his life!

She looked at him with a cold smile: "Isn't it delicious? Eat more."

Lu Haoyu was about to cry, but he couldn't just spit it out, so he forced himself to swallow it.

"It's delicious, everyone should try some." Lu Haoyu smiled mischievously. "Make sure you eat it all up, don't let Ali's good intentions go to waste."

He Xiting was skeptical: "Really? I'll try."

One minute later.

He Xiting, pale-faced, forced a smile: "It's delicious, Senior Lin, you should try some too!"

In the end, everyone except Qishan was forced to eat the cold, awful food.

The cooking competition ended with Leng Ran receiving the highest number of recommended votes, and the housekeeper Jiu Jiu took on the responsibility of preparing dinner.