"Now that you're here, can you cook? Qiong said she wanted to show off her cooking skills, but she almost blew up the kitchen."

Dan Heng was standing at the edge of the square and asked when he saw Zhou Xingxing coming over.

"Ah? I can, but isn't blowing up the kitchen a bit exaggerated?"

Zhou Xingxing was shocked. It turned out that she was scolded because of this. He didn’t expect that his sister had this attribute.

"You'll know when you go in and see for yourself."

Dan Heng shook his head and walked away with a helpless look on his face.

Zhou Xingxing hurried to a nearby shed that was temporarily used as a kitchen. At this moment, Qiong was sitting on a chair with a wronged look on his face, like a child who had made a mistake.

On the side, Xier and Sanyueqi stood at the edge of the dome like they were guarding prisoners.

"Hey, what happened?"

When Zhou Xingxing saw Qiong looking like a prisoner, he hurried over to laugh at him.

"Xing, you're really late...why don't you look up?"

Xier shook her head helplessly and pointed above her head.

Zhou Xingxing looked up and saw that there was a hole in the roof of the shed, and there seemed to be some rice grains on it.

My goodness, are you mistaking gunpowder for pepper?

“I just want to make fried rice…”

Qiong defended weakly.

"You can't do anything! You're not allowed to do anything now!"

San Yueqi stood with her hands on her hips. She had planned to keep a close watch on Qiong, a repeat offender of kitchen bombing.

"It's not our turn to cook, right? Aren't there many chefs in Panyan Town?"

Zhou Xingxing was a little confused. Why was there no one else in the kitchen?

"This is a temporary kitchen that Dihuo built for you. Because Qiong said that he wanted to let everyone taste interstellar food, everyone excitedly built it, but the result..."

Xier sighed and shook her head, the meaning was self-evident.

"Well, let me do it then."

Zhou Xingxing nodded and prepared to take over the job.

As a senior homebody, being able to cook good dishes is a necessary condition to support myself.

"can you cook?"

San Yue Qi looked at Zhou Xingxing with suspicion.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"It shouldn't be like this. Aren't you two siblings supposed to be exactly the same? You should be at about the same level in the kitchen."

San Yue Qi rested his chin on his hand and looked at Xing Dao.

"Hey, don't look down on me. And if I look exactly like Qiong, then I'm too unremarkable."

Zhou Xingxing looked displeased. His cooking skills were not the best, but they were second to none.

"What? You mean I'm unremarkable?"

When Qiong heard this, she became unhappy and stood up to protest.

"The person who blew up the kitchen has no right to speak. You two take her out. I'm going to cook."

Zhou Xingxing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and said to Xier and Sanyueqi.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

March 7th finally confirmed the sentence.

"You'll know if I can do it if you try."

"I always feel like you guys talk weirdly. Forget it, Sanyue, let's leave it to Xing. After all, none of us can cook."

Xier shrugged. There was nothing she could do even if she didn't believe it. Qiong had made such a big promise. If the banquet didn't have any food that no one had ever seen before, people would be a little disappointed.

Let's give it a try. I'll be thankful as long as I don't blow up the kitchen again.

"Oh, that's right, let's go."

Sanyueqi shook his head helplessly, and he and Xier pulled Qiong out of the shed.

Seeing that it was finally quiet, Zhou Xingxing took out a bunch of bottles and jars, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and various seasonings.

"I haven't had breakfast yet. No, it's already noon. Let's cook some rice first."

Zhou Xingxing touched his stomach and said that he seemed to have not had a proper meal since arriving in Beloberg. He had only eaten a bunch of snacks when he came down yesterday.

Beat the eggs, dice the ham, and devein the shrimps.

Stir-fry over high heat until fragrant, add rice and sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Turn off the heat and serve.

"Perfect."

Zhou Xingxing looked at his bowl of sparkling fried rice and nodded with satisfaction.

Just as I scooped it up and was about to take a bite, I saw a head sticking out of the door.

"Bronya, what are you doing?"

Looking at Bronya who wanted to come in but was too embarrassed to do so, Zhou Xingxing smiled.

"Well, Xi'er and the others said they were afraid you might blow up the kitchen, so they asked me to watch you."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I've already cooked the rice."

Zhou Xingxing shrugged. Those two guys really had no confidence in themselves at all.

"Rice? Is this the food you cooked?"

Bronya walked into the shed, smelled the fragrant aroma, and couldn't help licking her lips and asked.

"Yes, fried rice. Would you like to try it?"

"Hey, but aren't we preparing food for the banquet right now? Wouldn't that be considered cheating? That's not good..."

Although it smelled very fragrant and made Bronya swallow her saliva, she still insisted on maintaining her girlish modesty.

"If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it myself."

As he said that, Zhou Xingxing scooped up a spoonful and prepared to devour it.

"I...I want to eat!"

Seeing that Zhou Xingxing actually planned to eat it himself, Bronya couldn't help but get anxious.

At the same time, I felt a little annoyed. Humph, this guy really doesn't understand...

"You should have said it earlier, ok."

Zhou Xingxing chuckled, he had already realized that no one could resist the law of true fragrance.

He scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Bronya's mouth.

Bronya was stunned for a moment, and when she saw that Xing was going to feed her, her little face turned red in an instant.

But Bronya still opened her mouth.

"Ah woo..."

Bronya held the spoon in her mouth and brought the fried rice on it into her mouth.

Zhou Xingxing was also a little distracted when watching this. After all, this was his first time feeding a girl, and it was Bronya.

"Bronya, how's it going? Xing didn't blow up the kitchen, did he?"

Xier's voice came from far away, and then she pushed open the curtain and walked in.

But the next second, Xier was stunned.

Because Zhou Xingxing was holding a spoon in his hand, and Bronya was holding it in her mouth with a slightly blushing face.

"Well!"

Seeing Seele coming in, Bronya's cheeks, which were already flushed due to shyness, suddenly turned red...

[嘤, I am running out of drafts, and it seems that not many people read them. I hope that after the verification period, there will be more people who will be officially recommended (?oωo`)]

Chapter 47 Butterfly Dance

"Okay...you guys actually..."

Xi'er's eyes widened and her lips parted slightly.

"That...Xier, it's not like that..."

Bronya blushed and quickly turned around and waved her hands to explain.

"You actually cheated on me!"

Well, it's the best if you can understand it this way.

Zhou Xingxing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Xier's train of thought was similar to San Yueqi's.

For some reason, I felt like I was in a Shura field for a moment.

"What did Xing cook? It smells so good! I want to try it too!"

Xier came over and asked Zhou Xingxing.

“Fried rice is a blessing for lazy people and a must-have for otakus. Anyone with hands can make it.”

"Why are you talking so complicated? Give me a spoonful to taste."

"Forehead..."

Zhou Xingxing couldn't help but remain silent. He took a spoonful to taste it. Does this mean that he still has to feed it himself?

Forget it, why are you thinking so much?

So Zhou Xingxing scooped another spoonful and handed it to Xier's mouth in the same way.

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