Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“So Grandpa He is a chef!”
Eventually, she believed that the old man, who seemed to be a poet in ancient times, was a chef.
“Then, Grandpa He’s cooking should be really good!” She looked at the elderly man in earnest.
Old He’s interest was piqued when he heard her speak with surety.
“Why do you think that my cooking is great?”
Old He was indeed a legendary presence in the cooking arena.
Still, the little lass, who thought him to be a poet, should not know of that; thus, he asked her this question.
“That’s because Grandpa He doesn’t look like an average person at all!” She laughed and blinked at him.
“Ha ha! You, lass, have really good eyes!” Old He laughed aloud, seeming pleased with her bootlicking technique.
“Pwah!” The woman in Chinese traditional outfit could not stifle her laughter upon hearing their exchange.
Ji Ziming, for his part, finally realized that the stupid woman beside him was actually good at flattering people.
“Unfortunately, I can’t accept that reason.” Having a hearty laugh, Old He put on a stern front as he looked at her. “Lass, you should give me a more believable answer. If not, I, Grandpa He, won’t make something good for you later.”
The moment he issued this threat, the foodie her promptly became anxious, and without mincing words, she spoke her thought aloud frankly.
“I heard that Ziming is a very picky eater and won’t eat unless it is a topnotch cuisine, so when he said that he’s bringing me here for a meal, I already expected the food to be topnotch!”
She quickly added, “Plus, Grandpa He really doesn’t look average, so I figure your cooking also isn’t average!”
Once she spoke her piece, the elderly man and the traditionally dressed woman smiled.
Among them, only Ji Ziming was not openly smiling, and he gave Pei Ge a helpless look.
This dumb woman really dares to say anything for the sake of food.
“Ha ha! Ziming, this lad, indeed has an overly sensitive palate.” Old He teased him.
“He he…” Ji Ziming’s intense stare made her laugh dryly, and she rubbed her head a little guiltily.
Ugh. I don’t think I’ve said anything inappropriate, so why is this annoying fellow looking at me like that?
“All right, lass, what do you feel like eating?” Old He took a sip of his tea, stroked his beard with a smile, and asked her this amicably.
“What do I feel like eating?” Her eyes shone at the mention of food.
“Right. What do you want to eat? This old man, who only knows how to cook, can make you anything. Be it food fit for a king or for a normal occasion, I am good at making it,” Old He announced proudly.
She started salivating when she heard him say that.
Food fit for a king… Oh, my gosh! Grandpa He is really amazing!
Blinking at the elderly man, she gulped her saliva and smiled. “I love eating anything as long as it tastes good!”
Ji Ziming lightly snorted at the sight of her nearly drooling.
“No way. Grandpa He doesn’t like such a vague answer.” The elderly man shook his head, wanting her to name a few of her favorite dishes.
At this, she could only be honest with him.
“Just those few dishes? Are you sure?” When she only listed off a few dishes she loved to eat, the elderly man urged her to mention some more.
She only nodded to affirm, however. “Mhm. I’m not the only one eating, so you guys should decide the rest.”
Old He nodded in agreement to her suggestion. “You, lassie, like to eat homemade food, hm.”
“That’s right!” She unhesitatingly confirmed. “Although there are lots of tasty cuisines out there, my favorite has always been homemade food!”
When Ji Ziming heard this, his eyes shone instantly, but his brows furrowed soon enough.
It was a pity that everyone’s focus was not on him, so none of them noticed this minute change in his expression.
“All right. I’ll cook a few of my best homemade dishes for you!” Old He grinned at her.
Pei Ge swallowed her saliva at this and nodded vigorously, appearing to be very happy at the prospect of eating the old man’s homemade food.
“Grandpa He, do you need my assistance?”
When he got up from the chair, she also got up from hers.
Old He laughed and waved her offer to help off. “I don’t need assistance when I cook.”
She nodded at him, thinking inside, He is indeed a great chef!
In the end, shortly after the old man had said this, he turned his eyes on the young man beside her.
“Ziming, you rascal, follow me inside to be my assistant.”
Ji Ziming: “…”
Pei Ge: “…”
Grandpa He, you just said that you don’t need help when you cook! Are you kidding me?! Your change is too sudden!
Or is this your way of telling me that only men can enter your kitchen?!
Perhaps because her gaze was too fervent, the old man turned to give her a sly smile. “He he, lass. Grandpa is doing this for your good. I’ll let your boyfriend assist me; maybe, that way, this lad will learn a few culinary skills!
“Then, in the future, you can enjoy his cooking!”
The moment he finished speaking, the two main parties involved had vastly different reactions!
The ‘lass’ thought that his remark was totally suspicious and absurd!
Disregarding the difficulty of cooking, it was totally not a skill that one could learn simply by looking.
Also, if one disregarded that he was not her actual boyfriend and simply considered that he could cook, cooking for her was still totally out of the question!
How could this proud and apathetic man possibly affectionately cook for her?! The thought alone was scary enough! It was just totally inconceivable!
Meanwhile, furious at the old man, the ‘lad’ glared viciously at him.
That’s a secret. Old He, is it really fine for you to reveal it like that?!
