Wen Li had no other intentions; she just wanted to guide Xin Yuan.
She could swear she didn’t have any ulterior motives!
However, Xin Yuan’s resistance to her was much greater than she had imagined.
Just as Wen Li’s hand was about to touch his skin, Xin Yuan flashed and dodged.
He stood up instantly, his handsome brows furrowed slightly, “What are you doing?”
Wen Li’s hand missed.
She awkwardly withdrew it, feeling a bit embarrassed and a little hurt.
Being so openly disliked by someone was unpleasant for anyone.
Wen Li took a deep breath and explained, “I didn’t mean anything else. You’re just not getting the distance right. I just wanted to teach you.”
Seeing that she made no further moves, the wariness in Xin Yuan’s eyes gradually dissipated.
“Oh,” he said indifferently.
Wen Li casually picked up a nearby branch and gestured in front of Xin Yuan, “It’s about this distance.”
Xin Yuan sat down again and, following the distance Wen Li indicated, fiddled with the roast meat in his hand.
Wen Li estimated and felt it was about right.
“Okay, just keep roasting it like this for two more minutes.”
After speaking, Wen Li turned back to her stone pot to check on the meat soup.
Wen Li’s mindset was always good. She thought to herself that with her current face, anything she did would seem like harassment.
Xin Yuan’s strong reaction just now, assuming she was trying to take advantage of him, was quite understandable.
Although she had comforted herself, Wen Li couldn’t help but show a bitter smile at the corner of her lips.
Lost in her own thoughts, she didn’t notice Xin Yuan watching her from behind.
The sun had also risen by this time, and its rays shone through the gaps in the leaves onto Xin Yuan’s exquisite face, casting a faint golden glow.
He lowered his eyes, looking in Wen Li’s direction, lost in thought.
Xin Yuan reflected on whether his behavior just now had been too impolite.
She had no ill intentions towards him; she just wanted to teach him how to roast meat.
“Sorry,” Xin Yuan said softly.
Wen Li was currently removing firewood from the stone stove and didn’t hear Xin Yuan’s voice at all.
Seeing that she didn’t react, Xin Yuan thought she was angry and became a little flustered.
He had no experience interacting with females and didn’t know how to appease an angry female. He turned back silently, only to find that a small part of his roast meat had been burnt again.
“The meat soup is ready,” Wen Li said, extinguishing the firewood, “You have bowls, right?”
Xin Yuan heard her voice and looked over, “Yes.”
He placed the roast meat on a leaf and turned to enter the cave, finding two stone bowls.
Although Xin Yuan, a food enthusiast, couldn’t cook well, he had plenty of utensils.
He had most of the pots and bowls, which made things convenient for Wen Li.
Xin Yuan brought out two stone bowls, washed them, and handed them to Wen Li.
Wen Li ladled two bowls of meat soup, handing one to Xin Yuan and keeping one for herself.
“The meat is almost done too. You can just chop it up,” Wen Li said.
Xin Yuan, following Wen Li’s previous example, chopped the meat into pieces and placed them on a leaf.
“We can eat now,” Wen Li said.
Xin Yuan’s home was rather simple, lacking tables and chairs. They ate by finding a place to sit and then starting.
Wen Li specifically found a spot farther away from Xin Yuan to avoid causing any further misunderstandings.
Xin Yuan also noticed Wen Li’s action but said nothing.
He guessed in his heart that she was still angry.
The two ate their breakfast in silence.
The meat soup was very fragrant, the meat was tender, and because it had been roasted before being stewed, it had a unique flavor.
Wen Li’s eyes narrowed in satisfaction.
The reason for such delicious food was not only the fresh ingredients but also her seasonings.
Perfectly balanced savory flavor, excellent!
Wen Li drank more than half of the meat soup in a few sips. When she looked up, she saw that Xin Yuan had already finished his entire bowl.
Xin Yuan licked his greasy lips with a look of lingering satisfaction.
It was too delicious!
This was the first time the native beastman had experienced the power of modern seasonings, his eyes almost shining.
Normally, his meals were either bland or plain, and he had never tasted such a savory flavor.
It was a pity that there was too little of it; he hadn’t had enough.
Thinking of this, Xin Yuan’s expression became a little dejected.
Wen Li noticed that he hadn’t had enough and pointed towards the stone pot, saying, “There’s still a lot inside. You can eat it all.”
Xin Yuan instantly revived, looking at Wen Li with surprise, “Really?”
Wen Li nodded with amusement, “Really.”
Xin Yuan’s expression reminded her of a small dog her friend kept.
Every time she shook a snack, the dog would run towards her, wagging its tail, its dark, round eyes shining brightly like this.
Xin Yuan hurried to the stone pot and, upon seeing the pot full of meat soup, his surprise was evident.
Wen Li had deliberately cooked a lot today.
The amount of meat soup was based on Xin Yuan’s portion from yesterday.
She noticed that the beastmen had large appetites, so she cooked more today. If it wasn’t finished, they could save it for lunch.
However, she had still underestimated Xin Yuan’s appetite.
Before he had finished the meat soup in his bowl, Xin Yuan had already cleared out all the meat soup from the stone pot.
Clean and not a drop left.
Wen Li was stunned.
Xin Yuan’s appetite, in her original world, could make him a competitive eater blogger. Combined with his looks, he would be an instant hit.
After finishing the meat soup, Xin Yuan returned to Wen Li’s side and tasted the chopped roast meat he had prepared.
Immediately, he frowned again, “…It’s not the same as yours.”
Wen Li picked up a piece and tasted it.
It was indeed not as delicious as what she had roasted yesterday.
The burnt part aside, the meat was also dry and the texture was mediocre.
“The taste is okay,” Wen Li always encouraged others, “If you try a few more times in the future, you’ll be able to roast it like mine.”
It was normal for Xin Yuan not to be able to achieve the same texture as hers.
Wen Li’s family liked barbecuing, and from a young age, she had been the “barbecue master.”
If she calculated carefully, she had at least ten years of barbecue experience. By this standard, she was a seasoned expert.
The two soon finished their breakfast.
Wen Li didn’t have a large appetite; Xin Yuan was the main force, and he was indeed impressive. Whether it was the meat soup or the roast meat, he ate it all clean.
“You just sit here. I’ll clean up,” Xin Yuan said.
He took the initiative to wash the dishes and clean up, which improved Wen Li’s impression of him.
Wen Li liked cooking but disliked washing dishes. Their division of labor was quite good.
After finishing all this, Xin Yuan returned to his cave.
After breakfast, he had to go out hunting to get new ingredients.
While Xin Yuan was tidying up in his cave, Wen Li sat by the entrance, basking in the sun.
Suddenly, she noticed a flash of red not far away.
Wen Li was startled and quickly ran towards Xin Yuan’s cave.
As soon as she entered the cave, she heard a familiar, hearty male voice from outside: “Xin Yuan!”