Seeing that Li Yi had changed his clothes and walked out of the room, Old Sun immediately greeted him. In just a short while, he had formed a few preliminary ideas in his mind.
"Old Sun, you rest first. I will go and cook. If there is anything, we will talk about it later." Seeing Wan Ruoqing's figure appearing in the kitchen, Li Yi waved his hand and then walked to the kitchen.
Here, he was the host, and Wan Ruoqing and the others were guests. There was no reason for the host to let the guests cook at home.
"Cook?" Old Sun was stunned in place. How could a man do a woman's thing?
In his heart, Li Yi was a god-like man. Imagine the scene of his god wearing an apron, humming a tune in the kitchen and chopping pig bones?
He was old and couldn't bear such a psychological gap for a while. The dull expression on Old Sun's face did not recover for a long time.
Not seeing Old Sun, who was stunned, Li Yi walked into the kitchen and saw Yangliuqing and Wan Ruoqing busy at the stove. Zeng Zuimo squatted down and peeled a good green onion into pieces. Li Yi hurriedly grabbed it from her hand. From the bowl of porridge she cooked in the morning, it could be seen that this Miss Zuimo was the same as his Second Miss. They were both little fairies who did not do any chores. Fairies should be floating in the sky. Such vulgar words as peeling green onions to cook were not suitable for fairies.
"Okay, okay, you go outside and rest. We will be fine here." Li Yi waved his hand at her. It was enough to have Wan Ruoqing and Yangliuqing to help. He didn't know how long it would take for him to cook a meal for five people. He had to find two people to help.
There was no need to talk about Wan Ruoqing. Since the Osmanthus Cake was so delicious, how could her culinary skills be bad? As a wandering heroine, Yangliuqing's ability to survive was definitely much better than ordinary people. It was not a problem for her to help out a little. At least, she would not peel a green onion until it was only as long as a little finger.
Zeng Zuimo was a little annoyed to see him chasing away flies. She crossed her arms and stood to the side. She wanted to see how a man like him did these kitchen things.
He had reached the pinnacle of both the Dao of Poetry and the Dao of Painting. Being able to see a side that he was not good at made him feel quite satisfied.
However, it didn't take long for her to disappear. As a woman, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Even Wan Ruoqing was a little surprised. She knew that Li Yi often cooked, and his culinary skills should be passable. He could even make a bowl of ordinary porridge with endless aftertaste. However, when she saw his exquisite and somewhat exaggerated knife skills and skilled movements, she couldn't help but feel inferior.
Yangliuqing had stayed here for a long time, so she was not too surprised. If she was allowed to do it, she could cut it faster and better — although the taste was not comparable at all.
Zeng Zuimo didn't watch for long and walked out in shame. As a woman, it was not something to be proud of to be defeated by a man in a place where she should be proud.
Steaming and boiling were still the mainstream diet of ordinary people, but it was not the case in Li Yi's family. Since they were not short of money, stir-frying with iron wok replaced those two simple cooking methods.
Thus, Zeng Zuimo smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen in the yard.
She was already very hungry, and she almost involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Then, she felt that this action seemed very spineless, so she involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva again.
In the past, in the Jadeite Courtyard, other than sometimes involuntarily singing and performing, she didn't have to worry about anything else. As the top artist of the Jadeite Courtyard, the madam would naturally have people serve her very well.
However, after redeeming herself and moving out, she and Xiao Cui had to personally handle all the big and small things, including clothing, food, housing, and transportation.
The trifling matters were still manageable, but the three meals a day couldn't be bought from a restaurant every time. However, she and Xiaocui really didn't know anything about cooking, so they could only practice diligently, surrounding the stove for several hours a day. Fortunately, she was naturally intelligent, and after a few days, she finally understood that going to Elder Sister Ruoqing's place for a meal was the best solution.
At this moment, smelling the fragrance in the air, she stared blankly at the direction of the kitchen, and her thoughts inevitably drifted away. If …
A moment later, Zeng Zuimo pinched her arm to expel that unrealistic thought from her mind.
Wan Ruoqing and Yangliuqing were in the kitchen. They helplessly found that other than picking the onions, peeling the garlic, and occasionally passing seasonings to him, they couldn't do anything else.
No, they could still carry the plates.
Every time Li Yi finished a dish, he would ask them to bring it out. After a short time, four hot dishes, four cold dishes, and one soup, were all finished.
A total of eight dishes and one soup. It was already a very high standard to entertain guests.
The square table was just enough for four people, but with the addition of Yangliuqing, the three women were all skinny, so it didn't seem crowded even with five people.
"You guys have worked hard these days. I'll drink first to show my respect." Li Yi raised his cup to Wan Ruoqing and Oldman Sun.
Without them, there wouldn't be the current theater, and his plan wouldn't have been possible. This cup should be a toast.
Of course, because most of the people sitting here were women, his cup was actually tea.
However, a toast was the same. The details weren't important.
"Master, you're too kind, too kind …" Oldman Sun hurriedly raised his cup in return. His dreams and wishes could be realized all because of Li Yi's support. How hard was it to realize a dream?
Zeng Zuimo looked at the table full of delicious food and secretly swallowed a lot of saliva. She had been hungry for a long time, but she couldn't eat in front of so much food. It was a double mental and physical torture.
"This cup is for the future of the theater!"
"This cup is for ourselves!"
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Hearing these words, Zeng Zuimo's face turned a little pale. Couldn't they toast after eating? They could toast while eating!
"Okay, the food will be cold in a while. Let's eat." Finally hearing these words from Li Yi's mouth, Zeng Zuimo couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks.
"Hu- hubby, is there a guest?" Ruyi walked in from the door and looked at the situation in the room with a slightly startled expression.
Miss.Liu, who followed in, didn't have any expression, but the little maid on the side couldn't help but change her expression after seeing Zeng Zuimo.
Wasn't the painting that the son-in-law hid that woman?
Zeng Zuimo's already extended chopsticks stopped in mid-air. In an instant, she felt that her entire life had become a lot darker.
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