“I’m fine,” Huo Yunshen replied. He thought he’d been caught by her.
Xu Xiyan’s stomach began to grumble. She pointed at the dining room and said, “I’m famished. Let’s eat.”
Eat? There’s nothing left to eat…
“I’m sorry, my sister ate all the food you made. Wait here, I’ll go cook something,” Huo Yunshen said apologetically.
“Let me do it.”
“It’s okay, you’ve done so much. I’ll make the dinner.”
Huo Yunshen turned his wheelchair and wheeled towards the kitchen. Xu Xiyan stared at Huo Yunshen’s broad back as he left and ran up behind him. “Let’s do it together then.”
Both of them began to prepare the food.
They were lucky that they had brought home more than enough ingredients. After half an hour, Xu Xiyan had cooked up a bowl of noodle soup while Huo Yunshen had prepared a plate of curry rice.
The dining table was still a mess. Both of them went to the living room, and Xu Xiyan put the bowl of noodles in front of Huo Yunshen. “Try my noodles.”
Huo Yunshen gave her the plate of curry. “Here,” he said. “I made this curry rice for you.”
They began to eat. The curry rice was perfect. It had a delicious-looking yellow curry on it, accompanied by a piece of pan-fried chicken and stir-fried vegetables that completed the whole dish.
Xu Xiyan could not stop her spoon from scooping more and more of the dish into her mouth; the rice was too good.
The noodles in front of Huo Yunshen sat in light broth. Only a few sprinkles of scallions could be seen on the top, yet the noodles had a pungent aroma.
Huo Yunshen picked up his chopsticks and folded the noodles over. It was only then that the noodles showed their true form. It was bok choy, shiitake mushrooms, fried eggs and a fat piece of braised pork belly.
The secret of the aroma lay beneath the noodles.
“When did you make this braised meat?” asked Huo Yunshen. Xu Xiyan hadn’t prepared any meat when she was cooking.
“Two days ago. I’m used to braising meats beforehand. This is our Jing family’s secret recipe. How does it taste?”
“It’s extraordinary!” Huo Yunshen exclaimed after taking a bite of the pork belly. “This is the best braised meat I’ve ever had! You could open a restaurant with this.”
“Yeah, I’ve thought about it. I’ve thought about opening a restaurant if I lose my job one day. I’ve even thought of the name: Jing Noodles Shop,” she said jokingly.
“I’ll work as your cashier when you do open the restaurant.”
“You better not. I don’t think I can pay you your salary,” Xu Xiyan said, motioning for him to finish his noodles before they became too soggy.
It had been a long time since Huo Yunshen had eaten such a tasty noodle soup. He finished the bowl in an instat, and even drank all the broth.
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