Peng Jiahe couldn't wait to pick up the fork and pick up the spaghetti to eat." Mmm…it's delicious. It's not worse than my dad's cooking!"”
After taking a bite of the spaghetti, she impatiently took a piece of shrimp crisp and took a bite.
Kacha!
The cold shrimp crisp made a crisp sound, and Peng Jiahe's eyes instantly widened.
"Wow, this is good, this is good!"
"Lin Mu, be my boyfriend! He could never get enough of such delicacies in his lifetime!”
Lin Mu was originally happy, but when he heard that, his face instantly darkened.
"Stop fooling around! I'm older than you!"
Peng Jiahe immediately retorted," What's wrong with one round? It's the 21st century!”
"You have to be more open. In the world of love, distance is not a problem, and age is not a difference!”
Lin Mu shook his head." Are you still going to eat? If not, I'll send you home!"”
"Eat, eat, eat. Why aren't you eating? I'll eat it now!”Peng Jiahe quickly stretched out an arm to block the shrimp puffs, picked up the fork, and began to put them into his mouth.
Lin Mu came back to wash and tidy up the things he had used. He did not have this habit at first, but he might have been influenced by his cooking skills. After all, the kitchen was the battlefield and home of a chef. His home must be tidied up and clean, right?
Perhaps the plate of spaghetti reminded Peng Jiahe of her father, or perhaps it reminded her of the past. As she ate, she began to become sentimental again and stopped shouting at Lin Mu.
This was actually Lin Mu's first actual battle after he obtained the Master Chef's level of Western cuisine. However, he did not control his energy very well and made a little too much.
However, this girl's slender body actually finished a large plate of spaghetti.
After she finished eating, she ate two pieces of shrimp crisp. Her face immediately turned bitter and she pouted.
"It's over. I can't eat anymore. You did it on purpose, right?”
Lin Mu smiled." Alright, if you can't finish it, I'll pack it for you!”
"You can bring it back for your grandmother to try too. Also, I'm old and my health must not be very good. Don't always run out in a fit of pique.”
"If you like it, hmm, let me think. If I have time every week, I can make it for you on the weekends.”
Peng Jiahe suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a strange expression," You're giving me the rest?”
" Yes, I…" Lin Mu rolled his eyes at her halfway through his sentence. He came over and put the unfinished shrimp crisp into a lunch box, then found a bag to put it in.
"Alright, stop fooling around and go home. I've been with you for half a day. It's time for me to look for a job.”
"Call me when you want to eat it. I'll make it for you when I have time.”
After eating and drinking to her heart's content, she also felt that someone cared about her and cared about her sense of security. The little girl finally stopped throwing a tantrum and nodded obediently. She carried her things and followed Lin Mu downstairs.
After sending the little girl to the taxi and paying the fare, Lin Mu heaved a sigh of relief.
This mission was really difficult!
Fortunately, from the moment he sent Peng Jiahe to the car, the system had already notified Lin Mu that he had completed the mission.
It was almost noon. Lin Mu was not impatient and walked back slowly.
When he returned and sat down, he opened the system and checked the mission reward.
Strangely, it was different from the first time he saved someone in a car accident.
This time, Lin Mu was given a box that he could get without drawing.
There were a few words written on the box: " Peng Hai's gift!”
What was this?
Lin Mu blinked. Peng Hai's gift. Peng Hai was a chef. Could it be that he was also a chef? It didn't make sense!
As he thought about this, Lin Mu opened the box.
As soon as he opened the box, Lin Mu felt as if someone had hit his head, just like how he had won the lottery for the first time.
" Trash system tricked me…"
A familiar smell, a familiar formula, a familiar national curse…Lin Mu once again fainted magnificently.
……
When Lin Mu opened his eyes again, he sat up and rubbed his head. He finally knew what Peng Hai's gift was.
Western food was different from Chinese food. It was divided into different cuisines. Apart from some special dishes, Western food had to have its own menu.
These were all things that cooking itself did not possess. Although Lin Mu knew how to make some Western food, he could not grasp some very special dishes. Moreover, he had no concept of the menu at all.
And this so-called "Peng Hai's Gift" box filled in the gaps in this aspect of the forest.
Lin Mu sighed. From the looks of it, the system was determined to set him on the path of a chef!
He didn't think too much about it. Today's job search was ruined again. He got up to wash his face and made some food for himself with the ingredients he bought in the morning. He tasted it. No wonder the little girl ate so well. It was indeed delicious!
After dinner, Lin Mu washed the cutlery and tidied up. Then, he planned to go out. Although it was too late to find a job today, he wanted to buy some things for the house. Although he had prepared a lot before, he still lacked some things in the rush.
……
When Lu Yuan returned home, he looked around and heard Peng Jiahe humming in his room. He was a little confused. Was he no longer angry?
When he sat down in the living room, he saw Peng Jiahe and Grandma's unfinished shrimp crispy on the table.
His eyes narrowed slightly. He picked up a piece and carefully tasted it. However, after tasting it, he remembered that he had no sense of taste or smell. He immediately smacked his lips helplessly.
However, when he looked at the shrimp crisp in his hand and listened to the singing in Peng Jiahe's room, his already dark face darkened even more!
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