Second Marriage with the Alliance Marshal

“Xiaoqi, you should have seen me drunk…is it really that scary?”

After Ling Changfeng left, Xu Xinghe slumped on the sofa in the small living room and nuzzled his cat.

While sighing and complaining that alcohol is harmful, he was simultaneously puzzled at how much he could change after being drunk.

Miss Xiaoqi lay comfortably in his arms, turned her belly over, and let Xu Xinghe scratch her chin lightly, stroking her snow-white and soft fur.

The ragdoll narrowed its eyes and made a contented purr.

“Could it be that these few people joined forces to frame me? Maybe I’m a quiet drunk…” Xu Xinghe tried to escape the problem by deceiving himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoqi suddenly turned over, jumped out of his arms, and ran to the door.

Fluffy little paws scratched at the door, then turned to look at him again.

Xu Xinghe glanced at the surveillance cameras at the door, and there was no one there.

Looking at Xiaoqi’s flashing blue eyes and the big tail swinging back and forth, Xu Xinghe suddenly realized something, and refused with black lines on his head. “No! You are not allowed to go.”

“Meow…” Hearing his words, Xiaoqi’s fluffy body immediately shrunk by half, and the tail hung down in despair.

Then she ran to his feet and rubbed back and forth.

Xu Xinghe: “…”

He looked down at Xiaoqi who looked at him pitifully, as if he was an evil mother-in-law who broke up the little couple.

“Stop rubbing, go ahead.” Xu Xinghe sighed, “Open the door.”

The door moved in response, and as soon as the crack opened, Xiaoqi slipped out happily.

Aaron was waiting at the door.

Unlike Xiaoqi, who is often covered in flowers and grasses, Aaron is a cat who stands and sits properly, and pays great attention to his personal image.

At this moment, it was standing outside the door in a proper manner. When the door opened, it did not come in. Instead, it turned its eyes to Xu Xinghe and opened its mouth to meow at him.

Xu Xinghe: “…”

He already had a headache when he saw Xiaoqi jumping out, but when he saw Aaron’s blue and gold cat eyes, he thought of its owner, and his head hurt even more!

Does he have a natural conflict with creatures with different pupils??

Xiaoqi happily circled around Aaron, the two cats touched the tip of their noses. They quickly disappeared from Xu Xinghe’s sight, not knowing which lawn they went to play on.

Xu Xinghe: “…”

It’s true that daughters leave the house after growing up.

After Xiaoqi left, Xu Xinghe was the only one left in the huge room.

He watched TV boredly for a while, but still felt that a good weekend couldn’t be wasted, so he got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen on the first floor.

Since he said two days ago that he wanted to eat something like scallops, the mansion prepared a new batch of fresh seafood today.

Xu Xinghe looked at the various seafood in the basket and felt that it should not be wasted.

He asked York to find two large iron pans, and took out the abalone, meat crab, scallops, scallops, shrimp, squid, razor clams, etc., planning to make a stir-fried hodgepodge in a while. One with garlic, and the other spicy.

From cleaning all kinds of seafood to cooking in the pot is a big project. It’s not enough for York to do it. He found Langdon to help, while he oversaw the work.

“Langdon, please cut the onion, ginger, and garlic into sections, and take out the peppercorns, hemp, millet, and pepper, and put them aside for later use.”

“York, shellfish and seafood are prone to sand, so you need to wash them carefully.”

“Help me prepare some ingredients later.”

“…” York sat on the small bench while washing and asked, “Then what are you doing??”

Xu Xinghe nibbled on melon seeds and replied, “The chef is the last to appear. I’m in charge.”

Over the past few days, York has become more and more skilled in cooking under his training. Xu Xinghe commented: “You can learn from me. If you don’t work in the Marshal’s mansion in the future, you’ll still be able to become a cook.”

York: “…Thank you.”

When they were almost done preparing, Xu Xinghe finally got up, rolled up his sleeves and started work.

Add onion, ginger and garlic to the frying pan and saute until fragrant, add all kinds of chili, spices, hemp seasoning, stir fry together with seafood, then pour in the sauce blended with oil consumption, light soy sauce, sugar, etc. Add beer and cooking wine and simmer for 15 minutes.

A spicy seafood platter came out.

He fried a garlic-flavored platter next. There were still some raw ingredients left, some to make  tomato-flavored seafood baked rice, and some to directly feed to Xiaoqi.

The whole process took more than three hours.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, everything was finally done.

But even with two helpers, it was impossible for 3 people to finish the two big pots of seafood.

Xu Xinghe thought for a while, and called He Han over. “Take this to the table and share it with everyone.”

He Han was stunned: “This is…”

“Too much will be wasted.” Xu Xinghe waved his hand. “Remember to eat while it’s hot, it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”

Although He Han knew that Xu Xinghe was a hard-mouthed, soft-hearted person, he never thought that this second master of the Marshal’s mansion would also give them food he had cooked himself.

After a few symbolic polite remarks, He Han finally left with a bowl full of seafood.

On the way to distribute the food, he quietly picked a scallop from the bowl and quickly put it in his mouth – it was delicious.

Xu Xinghe shared the fruits of his labor contentedly, washed his hands, and returned to the house with Xiaoqi’s share of seafood.

A group of servants gathered at a small table in the side hall on the first floor, feasting around a bowl of seafood, flushing with contentment.

“This is too delicious!”

“Leave some for me! Save some for me!”

“Looking at yourself, what are you grabbing?”

“F*ck! What are you doing, why did you take three of them? Give me some face!”

“Wuwuwu Mr. Xu is such a nice person, he cooks deliciously and has a good personality. No wonder our marshal likes him.”

Chef Xu, who happened to pass by: “…”

Sigh, I didn’t really want to hear this kind of compliment.

 

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As soon as Ling Changfeng stepped through the doors of his mansion, he knew his little spouse had made something delicious again.

The air is fragrant, full of spicy and garlic flavors that can stimulate people’s appetite.

Although Marshal Ling had no appetite, when he thought that it was something Xu Xinghe cooked, he decided to save face and have dinner with his little spouse.

“Don’t rob, don’t rob, everyone has a share.”

A familiar voice came from the side hall. Ling Changfeng turned his head, only to see a group of burly servants gathered around, blocking Xu Xinghe firmly. He could only hear sounds coming from behind the human wall.

Ling Changfeng paused and walked over.

“What are you doing?” The deep voice sounded from behind, and the next moment, everyone froze as if someone pressed the pause button.

Those who were still shouting a second ago, those who had half a shrimp hanging from their mouths, and those who were still shelling shrimp… all stopped moving.

Xu Xinghe stuck his head out from behind the stiff figures of the crowd. “Why did you come back so early?”

Ling Changfeng’s eyes swept across the crowd, and finally settled on Xu Xinghe. “I said I’d be back before dinnertime… you cooked?”

“Yeah, seafood platter, spicy and garlic flavors, and seafood baked rice. Everyone said it’s delicious.” Xu Xinghe’s tone was a little smug as he referenced his highly praised cooking skills, as if he had completely forgotten the embarrassing morning.

“Oh.” Ling Changfeng’s gaze swept over the servants behind him indifferently.

Everyone shivered at the sudden pressure.

Mom, the Marshal’s eyes are too scary!

Fortunately, Ling Changfeng quickly retracted his gaze, and then casually asked Xu Xinghe, “Where’s my share?”

Xu Xinghe was stunned. “Ah??”

Ling Changfeng: “Doesn’t everyone have a share??”

Xu Xinghe looked at the seafood bowl on the table that had just been emptied by everyone. Remembering this was the last piece of seafood, he turned to look at Ling Changfeng. “Well, do you want to eat spicy or garlic? “

Ling Changfeng: “Either’s fine.”

Xu Xinghe tried his best to make his tone sound sincere: “I’ll go grab you both flavors of nutritional supplements now.”

Ling Changfeng: “…”

He thought that Xu Xinghe’s emotions from this morning might not have subsided. Turning his gaze to the bowl in his hand, he asked, “What’s this?”

“…” Xu Xinghe bit his lip and replied, “Xiaoqi’s dinner. But this grade of salmon can also be eaten raw, why don’t I divide some for you?”

 

Hahaha, LCF shot himself in the foot with that nutritional supplement habit.

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