Die Faust zerschmettert alle Himmel und unzählige Welten

Kapitel 112

“…” Long San was speechless.

Feng Wu nudged him: "What's with that expression?"

"Well……"

“We are very serious. Granny Yu said today that cooking is a very important skill for a girl. Didn’t you also say that while Bao’er is young and eager to learn, we should let her learn something useful? I discussed it with Bao’er today. She said she likes to draw, but I think if she continues to draw like this, the chicks will be no different from fluff balls. She probably won’t learn anything special. Learning cooking is the best thing for her. She can make delicious food in the future, which is the most practical skill.”

"That……"

"Husband, don't worry. I talked to Chef Tang today. My daughter and I aren't very good at cooking yet, so we can't take over the cooking for the time being. We'll learn from Chef Tang first, and then we'll cook for everyone when we're able to cook on our own. What do you think?"

Long San was stunned for a long time before finally finding his voice: "You're heavily pregnant, it's not good for you to overwork yourself. Why don't you wait until after you give birth before making any plans?"

"No trouble at all, it's just learning to cook, there's no trouble at all. I promise, I'll just let Bao'er watch and learn while I cook each day, it won't tire me out. I'll prepare a chair and water, and we can go back to our room to rest when we feel tired, what do you think?"

Seeing her enthusiastic expression, what else could Long San do? He finally struggled and said, "I'll go talk to Chef Tang about this."

The next day, when Chef Tang saw Long San, he cried and said, "Third Master, what am I going to do with the kitchen? It's fine if Madam comes to visit occasionally, but what kind of thing is it to sit there and stare? Third Master, you see, Madam's belly is getting bigger every day. The kitchen is small and full of fumes. It's really not suitable for her to come here. If something happens to her, I won't be able to explain it."

Long San sighed and patted Chef Tang on the shoulder: "Chef Tang, I came to tell you to hang in there for a few days. Feng'er is just indulging in novelty for a few days. She'll be fine in a few days. Don't make any oily or greasy dishes in the kitchen. Make some simple and easy-to-understand dishes to make the mother and daughter happy. Have someone else make the oily dishes in the small kitchen."

When Chef Tang heard this, he knew there was no hope. Seeing his expression, Long San felt a pang of guilt, but he still had to say, "Remove all those sharp-edged things that are easy to bump into and trip over. Make the place neat and tidy, and wipe the floor clean so they don't slip."

The cook yelled, "Third Master, is that what you call the kitchen?"

Two days later, Feng Wu and Bao'er officially moved into the kitchen to learn cooking from Chef Tang. From that day on, things changed on the Long family's table.

"Why is all the food so oily?" Long Er was very particular about food and would get upset if anything was not to his liking.

"Reporting to Second Master, these are dishes from the small kitchen."

"What about the main kitchen?"

"Reporting to Second Master, these four dishes were prepared by the main kitchen."

"This is all you have on each plate? Is this for cooking, or for feeding the birds?"

"Reporting to Second Master, today Third Madam and Miss Bao'er went to the kitchen to learn how to cook."

Long Er frowned and looked at Long San, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb: "Where's your wife? Where's Bao'er? Why aren't you eating?"

Long San replied helplessly, "They ate too much and are taking a walk to digest."

"Are you stuffed?" Long Er looked at the pitifully small amount of food on the plate and seemed to understand.

The oblivious servant next to them was still explaining: "When the cook made the dishes, the Third Madam and Miss Bao'er said they wanted to try them. But as they ate, each plate was almost empty. The cook had no choice but to ask the kitchen to make more portions."

Long Er stared at the plate of vegetables, while Long San buried his head in his food. These were the two precious children of the family who were stealing and eating the vegetables, and they really couldn't say anything about it.

Half a month later, Feng Wu, under the guise of learning cooking, took Bao'er and ravaged the entire kitchen, eating her fill and then going off to play, no longer sitting at the table. They left Long Er and Long San to serve only half a plate of food each, which was tolerable for the two grown men.

But when Long Qing returned home for his birthday that day, he immediately yelled at Long Er and Long San as soon as he entered the door: "Second Uncle, Third Uncle, how have you been taking care of Bao'er? Why has Bao'er become round?"

Author's Note: The next chapter will be a side story about lava. I need to revise the story and work on the outline for the new story soon, so the progress of the side story will not be fast. Please be patient and thank you for your support.