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Chapter 42 - 42: You Taste So Good Down There!
Chapter 42 - 42: You Taste So Good Down There!
Chapter 42: Chapter 42: You Taste So Good Down There!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Feiyan, you…you’re overthinking it, aren’t you? I just said I wanted to cook some noodles for you to eat.” Huang Xiaolong said innocently. “I’m so hungry, aren’t you? It’s time for dinner.”
Cui Feiyan was a little embarrassed, but she was indeed somewhat hungry. Sounds weren’t right today, and she hadn’t even eaten lunch. “Forget it, just order from the hotel’s restaurant department. What do you fancy?”
Still, Huang Xiaolong shook his head. “Feiyan, from now on, we don’t need any interruptions. Don’t worry, I can cook noodles, just wait and see.”
Having said that, Huang Xiaolong enthusiastically ran into the kitchen.
This five-star hotel was quite something, with fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables, a wide variety of ingredients and seasonings, imported rice, and, of course, excellent noodles in the refrigerator.
“We’ll have noodles for dinner then,” Huang Xiaolong decided as he rummaged through the fridge.
In the Age of Doom, when gods vanished, Huang Xiaolong, as a ghost emissary, can be said to have control over the entire underworld. There are numerous chefs in the underworld, even more so than in the human world, including many top-level chefs from ancient times who served the emperor.
Huang Xiaolong had long since learned a variety of culinary skills from them.
For instance, when it came to noodles, Huang Xiaolong had inherited the culinary talents of Imperial Chefs; his noodle dishes were of a standard worthy of an emperor or empress in ancient times.
With the ingredients and condiments ready, Huang Xiaolong began to display his culinary skills.
“Huang Xiaolong, don’t mess around, can you honestly cook?” Cui Feiyan asked, still dubious after emerging from the bathroom and settling down on the couch. She mumbled to herself, “Can we really eat what he makes? Will it kill us?”
Cui Feiyan was a food lover. However, she was used to eating delicacies prepared by elite personal chefs and Michelin-starred master chefs. Hence, this had made her a fussy eater, only accepting the very best dishes.
Cui Feiyan didn’t believe that Huang Xiaolong could create such delicacies.
“Well… I’ll hold on. Even going hungry for a few more hours isn’t so bad, right?” Cui Feiyan shook her head, turned on the TV out of boredom to pass the time.
As she continued watching, an odd feeling stirred inside her…
Watching TV on the couch while hearing Huang Xiaolong bustling in the kitchen…Wait, this hinted at a simple and sweet domestic lifestyle!
Since her younger years, Cui Feiyan’s day-to-day existence was drowned in busy schedules: cramming for exams, studying abroad, attending meetings, investing, examining…Rare were the moments when she could leisurely watch TV as a man prepared a meal for her in the kitchen.
It really felt like being in a family!
Cui Feiyan was wrapped in a heartwarming sentiment, a sudden emotional rush making her eyes slightly teary.
She looked thoughtfully towards the kitchen, and unintentionally curled her lips into a smile of satisfaction.
“Feiyan, the noodles are cooked, let’s eat!” At that moment, a jovial Huang Xiaolong walked out with two large bowls of noodles.
“But I don’t feel like eating noodles.” Cui Feiyan mumbled, but considering all the effort Huang Xiaolong had put in, she didn’t keep it up, got up from the couch, and took a seat by the dining table.
Huang Xiaolong handed one bowl of noodles and a pair of chopsticks to Cui Feiyan. Without another word, he sat down and devoured his bowl of noodles, apparently famished.
Cui Feiyan had initially planned to save face by taking a few token bites, yet the aroma that wafted from the bowl was utterly irresistible!
Gugugu– Gugugu-
Cui Feiyan’s stomach growled unhelpfully. Her eyes narrowed slightly, nose twitching as if even the scent of the scrumptious noodles was enough to make every cell in her body hungry!
An overwhelming urge to devour these noodles rushed over her!
She took another look. The noodles were simple, without any fancy broth. Yet, each noodle had a golden, crispy sheen, making it seem more like an art piece than food!
Almost instinctively, Cui Feiyan picked up her chopsticks, grabbed some noodles, and brought it to her mouth…
Boom!!!!!!
It was as if her taste buds exploded!
The noodles melted in her mouth, with an excellent texture that made her feel inexplicably delighted!
Next moment, Cui Feiyan bent over her bowl, all grace gone, and slurped up the noodles.
“It’s so delicious! My god! What garbage have I been eating all this time? These noodles, they’re…they’re explosively tasty… How can plain noodles be this good?”
Cui Feiyan ate quickly, the pure happiness evident on her radiant face.
She not only tasted happiness, but also a feeling of being in love.
How would one describe Cui Feiyan’s mood at this very moment?
Strolling with you among blooming flowers in spring, Watching the stars blink with you on a summer’s night, Rambling with you in golden wheat fields at autumn dusk,
Having you by my side in the fluttering snow of winter,
Makes everything warmer!
In just a few minutes, both Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan finished off their noodles.
Not a single strand was left.
“Allh- I’m full, it feels so good,” Huang Xiaolong stretched leisurely.
“Huang Xiaolong, how did you make these noodles? You’re amazing! I swear,
I’ve never tasted noodles as delicious as these! You’re even better than Michelin-starred chefs!” The bowl of noodles made Cui Feiyan look at Huang Xiaolong with new eyes.
Superior memory, skilled driving, medical skills, ghost-catching, cooking noodles…
Cui Feiyan found that the more she got to know Huang Xiaolong, the more enigmatic he became!
He’s like a magical box, every day bringing unexpected surprises!
“Hehehe, Feiyan, did you like my noodles?” Well-fed and content, Huang Xiaolong teasingly asked Cui Feiyan.
Unexpectedly, Cui Feiyan fell for it and blurted out, “Delicious, delicious, your noodles are really delicious, Huang Xiaolong.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Cui Feiyan finally caught on to his teasing, her face flushed with embarrassment. “Oh, go away! You’re so naughty! Can’t you be a little more serious?”
“I’m always serious,” Huang Xiaolong retorted with an innocent look.
“Alright, let’s talk about something serious then. How about if I invest in you to open a noodle shop?” Cui Feiyan proposed with a gleam in her eyes. “I’ll invest one hundred million dollars to set up a hundred chain noodle shops in Binhai. We’ll divide the profits evenly, how does that sound?”
Cui Feiyan is very business-minded. A bowl of noodles this irresistible, which even makes people feel happy when eating it, surely has huge money-making potential, and could easily become popular across Binhai, and even the entire country.
Opportunity!
This is a massive opportunity!
“Not interested,” Huang Xiaolong refused Cui Feiyan directly and straightforwardly.
“Huh…you…you…you…” Cui Feiyan was speechless, “You don’t want to earn money?”
“Feiyan, I can still earn money from catching and exorcising ghosts,” Huang Xiaolong said seriously. “I’ve no intention to run a noodle shop. My passion is catching ghosts.”
Cui Feiyan really didn’t know what to say.
As night fell and the city lights brightened, Huang Xiaolong stood up and looked out into the bright night view of Binhai through the long window.
“The night in the big city is so beautiful… Feiyan, you should go take a bath, ” Huang Xiaolong suggested with a smile.
“Uh…a…a bath? Why should I take a bath?” Cui Feiyan asked, confused.
“After a bath, you go to bed,” Huang Xiaolong said, turning to look at the curvaceous Cui Feiyan.
“Go to bed?” Cui Feiyan looked at Huang Xiaolong warily. “1…1 never agreed to…
to share a bed with you… Can you please stop being so perverted?”
“Feiyan, you’ve misunderstood me again. When I said go to bed, I meant to exorcise your ghost. It’s getting dark, I’m preparing to enter your dreams and deal with the orange-robed ghost,” Huang Xiaolong explained seriously. “Must I be in bed for you…you to enter my dreams?” Cui Feiyan asked, somewhat displeased.
“Yes, you must be in bed. We have to sleep together for me to enter your dreams successfully,” Huang Xiaolong replied solemnly, a flicker of mischief in his eyes. “Feiyan, listen to me, only when we sleep together, can I smoothly enter your dreams.”