Does Wei Jing cook?
That’s a good question. Of course, he… doesn’t.
As a homebody who doesn’t follow the ordinary path, how could he have unlocked the skill of cooking so early?
Although he doesn’t know how to cook, he sure knows how to talk.
Like right now—
“Xiao Bai, go mince that pork for me. No pork head meat, just pick the tenderloin, the most tender part.”
“Xiao Bai, crack two eggs. Separate the yolk and white of one egg, set aside half of the yolk in a small bowl, and beat the rest together.”
“Xiao Bai, where’s the rice? How can you cook congee without rice? What? You don’t know what rice is?”
Wei Jing was exhausted. No eggs, had to make do with bird eggs the size of fists. The eggshells were too thick for him to crack, but luckily the wild boar spirit could do it for him. But how was he supposed to make minced meat congee without rice?!
The wild boar spirit was even more exhausted. His name was clearly Xiao Bai, yet in Tu Shihua’s mouth, he became “Xiao Bai~” What stung the most was that he couldn’t even resist. He just wanted to throw the pan!
Wei Jing refused to give up and rummaged through the kitchen from top to bottom until he was out of breath. No rice, no wheat, nothing but meat and eggs. The vegetables were giant-sized, the fruits sour and unpalatable. Life was impossible!
After three minutes of despair, he turned his head silently and looked at the little dragon cub lying in the stroller, staring at him with curiosity. His heart ached as he said, “My baby, I just wanted to make you a nutritious meal, and it turned out to be such a difficult task!”
The little dragon cub opened its mouth: “Ah.”
Wild boar spirit: “…” He really wanted to smash this demon with a spatula. What should he do?!
“It looks like minced meat congee isn’t happening. How about we switch it up? Actually, egg-wrapped meat is delicious too! Golden egg wraps around tender pork, one bite and the aroma of meat fills your nose. It’s not only nutritious but also tastes amazing!” Wei Jing reached out to stroke the little dragon cub’s head, and as he spoke, his mouth started watering.
The little dragon cub didn’t quite understand, but that didn’t stop it from nuzzling his palm.
【System Reminder: Cuteness +1, Host rewarded with 1 point.】
“You must like egg-wrapped meat too. I knew it! Hahahaha! No doubt about it, you’re my son!”
Wei Jing rolled up his sleeves excitedly: “Xiao Bai, move aside. I’m cooking today!”
The wild boar spirit wished he could turn around and leave immediately. If he kept watching Tu Shihua hovering before him, he wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to kill him!
“Wait a minute, help me chop some pork belly too. For this egg-wrapped meat, you can’t use all lean meat. You need a third of fatty meat for it to taste good. Then crack four more eggs, beat them evenly, and then…”
Blah blah blah, no end to it.
The wild boar spirit silently wept inside. So much for him cooking himself? What a liar!
After all the ingredients were prepared, Wei Jing rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: “Xiao Bai, is the wok hot yet?”
The wild boar spirit replied gruffly, “It’s hot.”
Wei Jing nodded pretentiously, looking very composed, as if he were a master chef: “Alright, then you watch from the side. Today, I’ll teach you how to make a delicious egg-wrapped meat dish.”
I don’t want to learn at all! The wild boar spirit roared internally, his dark, swollen face clearly showing reluctance.
Wei Jing pretended not to notice anything and explained while handling the ingredients: “First, add a spoonful of oil. Once it’s hot, scoop a ladle of egg mixture and gently pour it in. When the egg mixture puffs up and there’s still a little liquid egg left, scoop a spoonful of meat filling and place it on top. Then use the spatula to lift one side and fold it over to the other side, wrapping it up. Press it down firmly, hold it—Hey! Don’t let the filling spill out—”
With a puff, maybe because he pressed too hard, the meat filling shot out and landed with a smack right on the wild boar spirit’s face.
Wei Jing: “…My bad.”
On the wild boar spirit’s dark face hung a lump of red-and-white meat filling, and he nearly burst into tears: Damn it, this Tu Shihua definitely did that on purpose!
Wei Jing forced himself to stay calm and continued, “Ahem, that’s basically how it’s done. Once all the meat is wrapped, steam them for ten minutes, and they’ll be ready to eat.”
The wild boar spirit: “…Oh.”
“Alright, I’ll leave the rest to you.” Wei Jing put down the spatula, feeling not the slightest bit guilty, and turned to fuss over his egg drop soup.
It was supposed to be soup, but it was actually just the simplest steamed egg. The eggs were already beaten evenly, so he added some seasoning to the bowl, placed it in the steamer, and pretended he had made it himself.
Then, with a clear conscience, he sat down on the high stool nearby and took on the role of a supervisor.
Meanwhile, Master Qin, who had been shamelessly spying on them, finally made a decision after much deliberation and thought regarding whether to let him leave or not.
“It’s so dangerous out there. If this little fool goes out, he definitely won’t survive three days.”
The old butler nodded in agreement: “Yes, Master.”
“I’m so kind-hearted and so wealthy. It’s not like I can’t afford to support one more person in the house.”
The old butler smiled and continued to echo, “You’re absolutely right, Master.”
Feeling that his reasoning was sound, the great master stood up and said, “Let’s go. Let’s go try this egg-wrapped meat.”
Over in the kitchen, the diligent little bee, the wild boar spirit Xiao Bai, had finally taken the fruits of his labor out of the steamer after working hard for over half an hour.
A total of 108 egg-wrapped meat pieces were arranged in the shape of a giant dragon. The moment they came out of the steamer, steam billowed up and an enticing aroma filled the air.
Wei Jing picked up his chopsticks, placed four pieces into a small bowl, scooped in a few spoonfuls of steamed egg, and brought it over to the little dragon cub. Grinning, he said, “Little treasure, try the nutritious meal Daddy personally made for you!”
“Ah, ah!” The little dragon cub happily spat out a small fireball.
Wei Jing cleverly raised a hand to block it and put on a stern face. “No being naughty!”
“Who’s scolding my son?” A voice, unreadable in tone, suddenly came from behind him.
Wei Jing’s eyelids twitched. Why did the great master have to show up right now?!
Suddenly, he had a bad feeling about this.
That feeling quickly became reality: the great master “confiscated” the entire pot of egg-wrapped meat.
With a serious expression, the great master declared, “This stuff looks like it’s emitting a dangerous aura. It must be eliminated as soon as possible.”
The old butler moved swiftly and even carried off the steamer.
Wei Jing wanted to cry but had no tears. “…” My egg-wrapped meat, and I haven’t even gotten to taste it!
Made from such large bird eggs and wild boar meat, the aroma alone was mouthwatering, so it definitely tasted amazing! Why, why are you being so cruel as to not leave even one piece for me?!
“Ah.” As if sensing his inner sorrow, the little dragon cub used its front claw to pick up half a piece of egg-wrapped meat and brought it to Wei Jing’s mouth.
The other half had already been eaten by him.
Wei Jing was deeply touched. This little cub, so filial!
“Little treasure, you’re the best.”
He sniffled, took a bite, and the next moment, bleh, bleh, bleh—
It was way too salty!