The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Annabelle looked at the table full of novel and fragrant dishes, and her throat involuntarily twitched.

The captivating gesture from before had faded considerably, leaving only an uncontainable anticipation in her eyes.

She raised her hand and gently adjusted the hem of her skirt, maintaining the elegance befitting a noblewoman, but the delicate white fingers holding the silver knife and fork had already subtly tightened their grip.

Yumily was the first to bite into the fried pork cutlet, and the crispy outer skin mixed with the tender meat juices burst in her mouth, instantly filling her mouth with a rich and savory aroma.

She drooped her long eyelashes, chewed in small bites, her little ears twitched, and her little feet dangled under the table, swinging back and forth happily.

Her usually expressionless face showed a rare hint of satisfaction, and she silently picked up another piece of golden, crispy sweet and sour pork and put it in her mouth.

Annabelle smiled slightly as she picked up a piece of steamed fish. The tender fish melted in her mouth, fresh without any fishy smell, paired with a unique sweet and sour sauce.

This completely overturned her usual experience of eating Warcraft roast meat and cereal soup.

Her eyes lit up slightly, and she couldn't help but look up at Xu Feng, who had finished his work and sat down beside her. Her tone softened a bit:

"I never imagined your culinary skills were so exquisite. Even the top royal chefs on the mainland are probably no match for you."

Xu Feng picked up a glass of 82 Sprite, took a small sip, and said in an elegant yet magnetic voice:

"It is my honor to make Princess Annabelle happy."

To be honest, Xu Feng was quite happy that his skills were recognized.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Yumily had quietly emptied half a plate of fried pork chops and set her sights on a plate of braised pork ribs covered in sauce.

Holding a small silver fork in her two little hands, she buried herself in her rice, showing no sign of humility.

Annabelle chuckled softly at the sight, deliberately picking up a piece of pork rib and placing it on Yumily's plate, gently tapping her round, adorable cheek with her fingertip:

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

The dining table was surrounded by noblemen who stood watching and discussing, their eyes glued to the table.

Many young girls looked at Xu Feng with envy, secretly plotting what excuse they could use to get close to him and taste such a delicacy.

Even many young masters from prominent families were secretly amazed, marveling at this unique culinary skill, a rare and gentle talent indeed.

At the next table not far away, the beautiful and handsome siblings, Eloin and her brother, exchanged an incredulous glance, both looking utterly astonished.

The younger brother scratched the back of his head, lowered his voice, and looked incredulous:

"Sister, what's going on? Why does Princess Annabelle look so satisfied?"

Eloun frowned deeply, her delicate fingertips unconsciously rubbing the aristocratic etiquette accessories on her cuffs that she had practiced countless times. The confidence she had previously felt had largely dissipated.

She had imagined countless scenarios of striking up a conversation with Annabelle and subtly getting involved, but she never expected to encounter such an absurd situation.

Annabelle, who was engaged to a stranger, clung to him and even brought along a girl who stayed by her side. They dined together in a harmonious atmosphere, just like a family.

She thought she was good at everything because she was proficient in aristocratic etiquette, but you're telling me she also needs to be good at cooking?

It was outrageous; she had never heard of a perfect partner needing to be an expert in cooking.

"This is absolutely outrageous," Eloun muttered under her breath, her eyes fixed on Xu Feng.

"And that little girl, she clung to Xu Feng the whole time, and Annabelle indulged her even more. Annabelle, as a high-ranking noblewoman, has no noble dignity at all! Letting such a little noblewoman run wild around her."

Silas, the younger brother, seemed to suddenly understand something and said:

"Sis, I think I understand now. The way to a person's heart is through their stomach!"

"Although Xu Feng likes to show off, he has even earned the reputation of a fraudulent gentleman."

"However, as long as he is handsome, speaks elegantly, and has impeccable culinary skills, he can win Annabelle's heart."

"Therefore, we must learn to cook well in order to complete the task that the princess has assigned to us."

You also need to have excellent cooking skills.

This is outrageous.

If she wanted to master superb culinary skills, she wouldn't be able to maintain her carefully cared-for, delicate hands!

What should she do if Prince Charles doesn't like her rough hands?

Elohn was still hesitating.

Silas has begun to seriously observe how these dishes are made.

"Beautiful princess, would you like a glass of 82 iced Sprite?"

As he spoke, Xu Feng poured a glass of bubbly, ice-cold Sprite into a clear stemmed glass.

Annabelle looked at the bubbly Sprite in front of her with some confusion.

She had never seen this before, and in her mind, any liquid that was constantly bubbling should be highly poisonous!

"What is this?"

However, she didn't wait for Xu Feng's reply!

Yumili snatched the cup from him and drank it all in one gulp.

In Yumily's mind, things that looked brightly colored or were highly poisonous tasted especially good.

The cool, sweet and sour, bubbly liquid exploded on her tongue, and the ultimate taste she had never experienced before made Yumi's eyes light up.

After downing the drink in one gulp, Yumili threatened in a soft, cute tone, but with a serious expression:

"My foolish little brother! You have something so delicious to drink and you didn't even offer it to your older sister first? Do you want to die?"

The little girl in front of him looked harmless, but at this moment Xu Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

He truly felt the murderous intent of the cheap loli older sister.

He could only quickly refill Yumi's Sprite, and seeing that the little girl's expression had eased a bit, he was relieved.

Isn't it just a matter of interpersonal relationships?

Xu Feng understands this best.

As long as no accidents happen, it's fine.

Xu Feng poured another glass of Sprite and pushed it in front of Annabelle, saying:

"Beautiful princess, please try it! This drink is very refreshing."

As he spoke, Xu Feng took a small sip of his drink.

Since Xu Feng drank the beverage, it's highly likely that the substance wasn't poisonous.

Annabelle was relieved and tried a small sip. She was immediately captivated by the wonderful taste.

The cool, sweet bubbles slide down the tip of your tongue and into your throat, the tiny bubbles bursting gently between your lips and teeth.

The sweet coolness flowed down my esophagus into my stomach, dispelling the slight greasiness from the food I had just eaten.

Annabelle's pupils dilated slightly, and she instinctively covered her lips, her eyes filled with amazement.

She had tasted countless fruit wines and honeyed drinks that the royal family provided year-round.

But no other drink has ever had such a refreshing and vibrant taste, and the novel sensation of bubbles hitting the taste buds is unprecedented.

"Amazing...this is amazing."

She gently swirled the wine glass, watching the tiny bubbles rise within, her voice full of admiration:

"I never imagined there was such a unique drink in the world. It's sweet and sour, refreshing and pleasant, even more to my liking than the honey wine that has been treasured in the palace for hundreds of years."