Chapter 192: I Have Them All!

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: I Have Them All!

"What’s gotten into you? Who said you’re worse than anyone? Who are you worse than?"

Jiang Fan reached out to touch her forehead.

"None of your business! I just want to do it!"

"My braised beef brisket is almost ready! You’re not going anywhere today. Just sit right there and wait to eat."

"Now get out, right this instant!"

Li Muwan pointed to the dining room, her voice an octave higher.

Jiang Fan flinched at her shouting, his gaze drifting to the so-called "potatoes and beef brisket."

That yellowish lump...

’I really want to turn and run right now.’

He decided to do just that, but before he could move, Li Muwan’s voice came from the kitchen again.

"If you dare leave, I’ll tell Yanzi you assaulted me."

Those words made Jiang Fan freeze.

"Damn, do you have to be so ruthless? When have I ever assaulted you??"

But from the kitchen, Li Muwan said nothing.

After a moment of hesitation and a fierce internal struggle, he sat back down.

’Just... damn, this won’t kill me, will it?’

"Here, the beef brisket with potatoes is ready. I’ll go fry a steak now."

"You don’t need to use a cornstarch slurry to thicken beef brisket with potatoes."

Seeing the smudge of white flour on Li Muwan’s cheek, Jiang Fan didn’t know whether to be angry or amused.

The dignified General Manager of the Marketing Department, a true powerhouse of a woman, was actually doing this, and getting herself all covered in flour.

"Huh? You don’t? But why do all the tutorials I looked up say you do?"

Li Muwan was clearly taken aback.

"You definitely don’t."

"Got it. I’ll remember this time."

"If you’re hungry, go ahead and try some. I’m going to go fry the steak."

With that, Li Muwan turned and walked back into the kitchen, leaving him alone to face this... pile of shit-like clumps.

"Wait... what is this..."

He opened his mouth but didn’t call out to her.

He obediently waited until Li Muwan came out carrying the steak.

"Here are your chopsticks. Quick, try it and see how it is."

Li Muwan sat across from him, pressed a pair of chopsticks into his hand, and rested her chin on her hands, looking at him expectantly.

"Can you tell me what these two things are? At least let me know what’s killing me, okay?"

"This is braised pork."

"And this is cola chicken wings. I just accidentally poured in too much light soy sauce."

"Don’t mind that it’s pitch black. It’s delicious."

"Hurry up and try it."

Taking a deep breath, he summoned his courage and reached for a piece of the braised pork.

Just as it neared his mouth, his hand trembled, and with a CRACK, it fell onto the dining table. The plate in front of him shattered into pieces.

"Ah, this..."

"This..."

The two of them stared at each other, speechless.

Li Muwan blushed with embarrassment, while Jiang Fan was completely dumbfounded.

"To make braised pork like this... you’re truly one of a kind!"

"This is fucking harder than a rock!"

He was now thankful his hand had trembled and he hadn’t put it in his mouth. Otherwise, he was sure he would’ve lost a few teeth.

"That was an accident. Try these cola chicken wings."

Perhaps trying to make up for it, Li Muwan pushed the plate of cola chicken wings toward him.

Jiang Fan inspected the cola chicken wings. He saw that although they were a bit dark, you could at least make out their shape, which was much better than the plate of braised pork.

He realized he must be a masochist to actually feel a flicker of anticipation for these chicken wings.

The moment he picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and took a bite, he realized... ’Why did I even feel any anticipation?!!’

’What the hell was I expecting??’

"Ptooey."

He spat it out immediately, barely managing to keep from throwing up his breakfast.

"Is this chicken... raw inside?"

Jiang Fan stared at her in utter disbelief.

Looking at the chicken wing he had bitten into, the meat inside was not only raw but also streaked with blood.

"Well, the chicken wings you bought are certainly fresh...!"

For a moment, he didn’t even know what to roast her about.

"Um, I was afraid if I cooked it for too long, it wouldn’t taste good..."

Li Muwan lowered her head.

She had made a total of three dishes, and two had already been a complete disaster.

She had never felt so defeated.

Seeing her like this, the scolding words Jiang Fan wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

"Uh, it’s okay. Everyone’s like this when they first start cooking. Just take it slow."

"Let’s try this one."

Jiang Fan picked up a piece of beef brisket.

Not bad. It was cooked through, and the flavor had soaked in completely.

It was just that the more he chewed, the more contorted his expression became.

In the end, he forced himself to stretch his neck and swallow.

"That’s not bad. It’s just a little salty. Just use less salt next time and it’ll be fine."

"Really? Then have some more."

This was the first time he had seen a look of expectation on Li Muwan’s face.

But inwardly, he really wanted to slap himself.

’Why did I have to open my big mouth?’

Looking at the plate of beef brisket with potatoes before him...

He really wanted to cry. It felt as if Li Muwan had dumped an entire salt mine into the pot.

’How could she use this much salt?’

"What’s wrong? Is it bad?"

"No, no, it’s delicious, delicious."

Jiang Fan picked up his chopsticks and put two more pieces in his mouth.

But Li Muwan wasn’t a fool. She picked up her own chopsticks, put a piece in her mouth, and immediately spat it out, her face scrunching up.

"Oh, so that was salt, not sugar."

"????"

"It’s beef brisket with potatoes. Why would you add sugar?"

Jiang Fan finally snapped. He couldn’t take it anymore.

"I saw in a video that adding a little sugar can enhance the umami flavor, so I thought if I added more..."

"I only remember adding a little, and then I started adding the salt..."

Hearing her explanation, Jiang Fan realized she had mixed up the sugar and salt and had also completely lost control of the amount.

"I knew you were lying. It’s obviously disgusting. You should have just said so instead of insisting it was good."

"Stop eating!"

"Let’s just throw it out."

Li Muwan now felt so ashamed she wished the ground would swallow her whole.

’I just wanted to not be worse than Sun Yanzi. Why was that so hard?’

Jiang Fan always gobbled up Sun Yanzi’s cooking, but when it came to her own...

At this thought, all her suppressed grievances and the frustration from her disastrous cooking session erupted at once.

Her eyes instantly filled with tears.

This scene sent Jiang Fan into a fluster. "Hey, don’t cry! What are you crying for? It’s just cooking."

"If it doesn’t work, we can just order takeout, right?"

"Or if that’s no good, how about I teach you how to cook?"