Cute Wife Gourmet

Chapter 3 Jili Gulu
It’s not that Ye Jiayao didn’t want to cry, she didn’t dare to cry and she didn’t have the energy to cry. She hadn’t eaten for a whole day and had just experienced a strenuous exercise. She was so hungry that her chest was sticking to her back and her intestines were in a knot.

When I thought about food, my stomach started to growl.

The room was very quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound of the red candle wick, so the gurgling sound seemed particularly clear.

Ye Jiayao covered her stomach reflexively, her face flushed with embarrassment. But then she thought, she had been through more embarrassing things, so why should she be afraid of her stomach growling? If she hadn't been tortured by him until now, would her stomach have growled so happily? If you despise her, it's better to kick her out. Ye Jiayao had such extravagant hopes, so she said confidently: "I'm hungry."

Xia Chunyu looked at her speechlessly for a few seconds, then glanced across the table and said, "There's nothing to eat right now. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Ye Jiayao rubbed her belly in frustration: "If it keeps barking like this, will it affect your sleep?"

Xia Chunyu frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Ye Jiayao pointed to the Luohan couch opposite. If she remembered correctly, that thing that looked like a bed and a sofa was called the Luohan couch. "How about I sleep there?"

He wrapped himself in the quilt, turned around, and said impatiently, "Go to sleep."

Uh! Is this accurate or not? Ye Jiayao bared her teeth at his back and cursed silently.

After scolding him, she still had no food to eat and still had to sleep in the same bed with him. Ye Jiayao sincerely felt that this scene was more ridiculous than all the ridiculous TV dramas she had ever seen, and more unlucky than all the unlucky heroines.

Her family has been chefs since her great-grandfather’s generation. Three generations, including her, are all well-known chefs in the industry. Therefore, the thing that is least lacking in her family is food. Therefore, she has never tasted the feeling of hunger since she was a child. It turns out that being hungry is so uncomfortable. How can she survive the long night?

Chirping, chirping, chirping...

At first, Ye Jiayao wanted to cover herself with the quilt more tightly to cover up the embarrassing sound, but later she found it was futile, so she accepted her fate and lay there like a dead fish, rolling her eyes.

Gululu...

Finally a change of pace, Ye Jiayao thought depressedly.

Chirping...

The two voices rose and fell one after another, like a chorus in perfect harmony.

Eh? No, that was the sound of her stomach growling. Ye Jiayao pricked up her ears and listened for a while. She almost burst out laughing. The handsome guy's stomach was also growling.

Instantly, I felt mentally balanced. We were all hungry, it was fair, very fair.

Xia Chunyu threw back the quilt and sat up, glaring at Ye Jiayao angrily. When he found that she was actually laughing, his face suddenly became so gloomy that ink seemed to drip out.

She actually dared to laugh at him. If she hadn't been grumbling beside him, would his stomach have growled? He had only drunk wine tonight and hadn't eaten any food, so he was hungry.

Ye Jiayao didn't expect him to turn around so suddenly. She didn't have time to put back her smile, and it froze on her face. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she said awkwardly, "How about I go find something to eat?"

Xia Chunyu snorted coldly, got off the bed and put on his clothes. Ye Jiayao also hurriedly put on her clothes: "Just tell me where the kitchen is and I'll go there. If there's nothing to eat in the kitchen, I can cook it."

He turned his head and looked at her with raised eyebrows. Isn't she a lady from a noble family? Can she cook?
Ye Jiayao looked at the Third Master sincerely and said flatteringly, "For such a small matter, I will go. Third Master, just wait for a moment."

Xia Chunyu was silent, thinking, she wouldn't want to take the opportunity to escape, if she was really taken up the mountain. But it didn't seem like that, not only did she not cry or make a fuss, she also took the initiative to get him food, so attentive, wasn't she trying to please him?
Seeing that he didn't object, Ye Jiayao took it as his consent and quickly put on her clothes and went out, fearing that he would change his mind and say something like "just bear with it." He could endure it, but she couldn't.

Before Xia Chunyu could figure out what was going on, the person had already run away. Didn't she know where the kitchen was? Xia Chun hesitated for a moment, but still lay back on the bed. Anyway, she couldn't run away, so she could see what delicious food she could make.

There were two bandits guarding the gate. When they saw Ye Jiayao coming out, they were confused. Was she trying to run away or what? The fight was so intense just now, how could my sister-in-law still have the strength to get out of bed?

"Brothers, can you tell me where the kitchen is?" Ye Jiayao asked timidly.

Seeing the two of them standing there in a daze, Ye Jiayao pointed inside the house and whispered, "The Third Master is hungry and wants me to get him something to eat."

The two men showed some sympathy in their eyes. It was not easy for the new sister-in-law. After feeding the lower part, she had to feed the upper part. The bandit named Song Qi said, "The new sister-in-law, please go back. I will go get an elbow for the third master."

The term "new sister-in-law" made Ye Jiayao shiver. What a bullshit new sister-in-law! She would never admit that she had married a bandit.

Ye Jiayao thought that the bandit might not be confident in letting her go, so she said, "Eating greasy food in the middle of the night will cause indigestion. How about this big brother accompany me?"

Song Qi and Peng Wu looked at each other. Since the Third Master wanted to eat, and the new sister-in-law asked him to follow, there was nothing to worry about. Song Qi said, "I'll go with the new sister-in-law."

Ye Jiayao smiled gratefully and said embarrassedly: "Then I'll trouble you, big brother."

Song Qi hurriedly said, "My new sister-in-law, just call me Song Qi. I don't deserve to be called Big Brother."

If he dared to agree, the Third Master would know about it and would have to punish him. Because of stomach discomfort, Ye Jiayao walked with a hunched back and weak steps. Peng Wu saw this and couldn't help but associate it with the thrilling battle just now. He thought, the Third Master is too unkind to women. How could such a delicate beauty withstand such rubbing? However, the Third Master is not easy to serve. The brothers in the village are afraid of the First Master, and even more afraid of the Third Master, because the Third Master is definitely a ruthless character.

The kitchen is not far away, only about fifty meters away from the yard.

Song Qi walked in and asked loudly, "Aunt Jiang, is there anything else to eat?"

Aunt Jiang was a woman in her forties, with a thick waist and round arms, which fit the image of a cook. At this moment, she was happily chewing a braised pork elbow, her mouth full of oil. Seeing that the visitor was Song Qi, she did not hide it and said bluntly: "It's already this late, what else can we eat?"

"I think you ate all of it." Song Qi complained.

"Bah! You guys have enjoyed a feast, but I'm so hungry I'm just now eating." Aunt Jiang rolled her eyes at him.

"The Third In Command is still hungry. Come and see if there is anything to eat." Song Qi went to lift the pot, but there was only hot water in it.

When she heard that it was the Third Master who wanted to eat, Aunt Jiang's attitude immediately softened: "There are no leftovers, but there are still some leftovers in the cupboard."

Ye Jiayao looked around and found a scallop of beef hanging on the pillar and a few tomatoes, cucumbers and carrots in the basket on the ground, so she asked, "Are there any eggs?"

Aunt Jiang saw that Ye Jiayao was still wearing her wedding dress, and she knew that she was the bride that the second in command had brought back from the mountain today. She smiled and said, "Yes, I just got her out of the chicken coop in the evening."

"Is the stove out?"

"Not yet, I'm boiling water!"

Ye Jiayao said: "Then please help me light a fire, Aunt Jiang, and bring me some eggs."

Ye Jiayao said this as she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to work.

Song Qi said: "New sister-in-law, just let Aunt Jiang do it."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Ye Jiayao picked up two tomatoes, a cucumber and a carrot from the basket and scooped a spoonful of water to wash them.

Cooking is her biggest interest, and other than that, she has no other specialties.

Song Qi and Aunt Jiang stared in amazement as Ye Jiayao skillfully wielded the kitchen knife to cut the beef tenderloin into small dices. Almost every dice was the same size and very uniform. What a great knife skill! The two sighed in their hearts.

Ye Jiayao didn't even ask Aunt Jiang which one was cooking wine, which one was soy sauce, and which one was vinegar. She opened the bottles and took a sniff, then started to prepare the seasoning. She poured soy sauce and cooking wine into the diced beef, then added a pinch of salt and sugar, and two slices of ginger, and mixed them evenly.

After marinating the beef, Ye Jiayao began to cut cucumbers and carrots into small cubes.

Aunt Jiang took out some mushrooms from somewhere and said, "Miss, do you want some mushrooms?"

Ye Jiayao's face lit up: "Yes, it would be even better with this." Shiitake mushrooms can enhance the flavor, which is equivalent to MSG, but the MSG on the market is not safe to eat. Her family makes homemade chicken essence. There is probably no MSG in this era, so she will make her own chicken essence some other day.

After the preparations were ready, Ye Jiayao poured a spoonful of oil into the pot, waited for the oil to boil, poured the marinated beef in, quickly stir-fried it twice and served it on a plate. The beef is already fresh and tender, and if it is overcooked it will become tough and not tasty. Stir-fry it with boiling hot oil for a few times and serve it immediately to keep the meat fresh and tender.

The eggs were already beaten and fried into small pieces and served on a plate. Then the mushrooms were added and stir-fried. When the fragrance of the mushrooms wafted, the diced radish was added, and finally the cucumber. When the vegetables were half cooked, they were served on a plate. Ye Jiayao poured two bowls of leftover rice into the pot, and when the rice was kneaded and the flavor was adjusted, she finally added the fried ingredients into the pot and stirred.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with fragrance. Song Qi looked at the red and green fried rice, smelled the tempting aroma, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. It looked delicious.

Ye Jiayao was very happy watching the delicious food coming out of the pot. This was her favorite beef fried rice. No one could help but remember the fried rice she made. The hateful third in command was lucky enough to have such a good meal.

After the meal was ready, Ye Jiayao started to cook tomato and egg soup. In fact, the most common dish is the one that requires the most skill. The tomatoes should be cooked until they can produce juice, but not too rotten, otherwise the dish will not look good. If they don’t produce juice, the dish will have no taste.

"Girl, your cooking skills are much better than Old Yu's." Aunt Jiang praised. Old Yu was the chef in the kitchen, and she and a few other women helped him. Old Yu's favorite thing was to stew everything together, just throwing everything in, like making pig food, and it was not as good as hers! He was so arrogant. Let Old Yu see his cooking skills someday, and see if he doesn't suffocate himself with a pot lid.

Ye Jiayao smiled modestly: "It's not that I'm a good cook, I just like cooking."

For her, cooking is not a job, but a pure hobby, because she is a foodie and her whole family are foodies, so naturally she has higher requirements for food.

After filling two large bowls of egg fried rice and a bowl of tomato egg soup, there was still some left in the pot. Seeing Song Qi staring at the pot, Ye Jiayao smiled and said, "Song Qi, you must be hungry too. If you don't mind, these are yours."

Song Qi rubbed his hands with a smile: "That's great, I wasn't hungry at first, but now I'm hungry after seeing how delicious the food my new sister-in-law made is."

Aunt Jiang smiled awkwardly, staring at Song Qi as he took a bowl to fill up the remaining fried rice in the pot. She also swallowed hard, wishing she could exchange her half-eaten pork elbow for the fried rice, but she didn't have the courage to ask.

(End of this chapter)