Became a vicious male mother

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I ate the noodles I cooked myself and ended up throwing up.

Even so, Li Hetai was able to finish his meal without changing his expression.

Gu Xinglan was engrossed in watching.

With a few rumbling sounds from his stomach, he snapped back to reality. He hurried out of the room, afraid that someone would discover he had returned.

……

My stomach is completely empty.

Gu Xinglan returned to the kitchen.

Looking at the cabinet below, almost all the seasonings showed signs of having been opened.

Salt, pepper, oyster sauce, vinegar, soy sauce, sugar, concentrated lemon juice, Sichuan peppercorns, honey, five-spice powder... each has something that's lacking, more or less.

Upon seeing this, that piercing sense of disgust welled up from her throat again. Gu Xinglan repeatedly covered her mouth and leaned against the wall, trying to avoid seeing it.

You could say the kid did it on purpose, since he ate all the noodles, but if you say it wasn't intentional, how do you explain all those condiment bottles?

It was covered with labels.

Thinking of this, Gu Xinglan couldn't help but clutch her stomach.

[Ding, binding successful. Congratulations on obtaining the beginner status - apprentice.]

Knife skills +5

Heat control +5

Food identification +5

Food pretreatment +5

Seasoning balance +5

Congratulations to task number 156! Your culinary skills have won over stray animals! Please note: do not feed them indiscriminately, otherwise your actions will disrupt the ecological balance and forever jeopardize your chance to become a master chef.

He just had the idea of ​​making some late-night snacks to fill his stomach, and these thoughts suddenly popped into his head.

"System, what's going on with the skill cards?"

His only coveted advantage right now.

System: [Your skill card has automatically detected that becoming a chef is currently your most suitable skill.]

The butler's job instructions included preparing three meals a day for the villa owner.

But this doesn't mean he really became Changgu's servant.

His real profession is a host. Are you expecting him to go up there with a spatula to win over the audience?

"System, can I retract this?"

System: [Cannot be revoked. This is a skill card blessed by Administrator H, and it has already taken effect.]

[Host, there is only half an hour left until the next day. If you do not complete your apprentice's daily training today, your skill card will be permanently invalidated, and from now on, you will become a kitchen-blowing master.]

Gu Xinglan realized this as soon as the electronic sound rang out.

While glancing at the wall clock, he picked up the pot of noodles he had just cooked, and a light sweat broke out on his forehead.

The moment my hand touched the two chopsticks, my mind had already planned the next steps.

Gu Xinglan quickly fried a perfectly shaped poached egg, and then started a separate pot to heat oil, cook noodles, and add seasonings.

A simplified version of plain noodles.

The soup was still dark soy sauce-colored, but it no longer gave him the nausea he had felt earlier.

The noodles are distinct, garnished with bright green scallions, and topped with a poached egg.

The moment the noodles were poured into the bowl, a strange heat surged up from my lower abdomen, suppressing all the discomfort.

Putting aside the heartburn and dehydration he had just experienced, his mind was now exceptionally clear. He felt full of energy and couldn't wait to go all out and devour a whole Manchu Han Imperial Feast!

"It smells so good!"

Song Zhengsi appeared out of nowhere.

He changed into the villa's uniform servants' attire, the cut of which made him appear tall and imposing, completely dispelling any trace of his former rusticity.

But at this moment, compared to the energetic person in the kitchen holding a pot handle, they pale in comparison.

Song Zhengsi leaned against the edge of the kitchen frame, first looking at the noodles in the bowl, then at the person cooking them, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Gu, is there any for me?"

"you want to eat?"

Gu Xinglan, full of energy, carried the bowl out of the kitchen and placed it on the table: "I can make you another one now."

The dim, yellow light shone down softly.

His white short-sleeved shirt was covered in irregular oil stains on his chest and abdomen.

I had no feeling at all just now, my hands were completely out of control, and all I wanted to do was cook the noodles perfectly. I had completely lost my mind.

Is he... possessed by a demon?

System: [This is the power of being blessed, host. You're very lucky; only you can experience it.]

The feeling of being out of control of his body made him both alert and curious, and for the first time he clearly understood what it was like to be "parasitized".

Gu Xinglan turned around and looked at the person behind her: "Could you take this bowl of noodles to Young Master Li? I'll cook you a bowl now."

"a piece of cake!"

Song Zhengsi took the hot bowl, and his palm inevitably touched someone's fingers.

It's hot; that's my first impression.

“Mr. Gu, your hands are too hot.” ​​Song Zhengsi looked closely.

The person in front of me did indeed have an abnormally red face.

"Do you have a fever?"

"Yes, the fever just broke." Gu Xinglan turned around and walked towards the kitchen, picking up her chopsticks again.

My fingers trembled and shook, and I almost crushed the chopsticks with all my might.

"System, I feel like it's getting hotter and hotter."

System: [This means Lord H's blessing has taken effect.]

Why do all these cheat codes have these strange side effects?

After Gu Xinglan finished cooking the second bowl of noodles, he was covered in sweat.

How can he possibly clean his dusty tin shack in this state?

*

"Young Master, are you asleep?"

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Outside the door stood a man in a beige work uniform, his face full of obsequiousness, speaking with a thick rural accent.

"You're hungry, aren't you? This is plain noodles."

The noodles in the bowl are a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate. The aroma of the noodles wafts into the nostrils, reaching deep into the heart and soul, awakening the most primal appetite within.

"Please hold the bowl properly. When you're done eating, just put the bowl outside and I'll clean it up for you."

The person speaking squatted down, raised the bowl upwards, wrinkles appeared at the corners of their eyes from the smile, their gaze was full of friendliness and enthusiasm, and they revealed two rows of white teeth.

As a result, there was a "bang".

The door slammed shut, sending up a gust of wind; the door, still slightly trembling, was only a few inches from the tip of my nose.

Song Zhengsi, holding the bowl, froze on the spot, his face full of astonishment, and involuntarily raised his voice to shout:

"Young Master?! Young Master Li?!"

The sound echoed like a chilling ghost in the vast space.

The late-night snack is just a microcosm of the villa.

One o'clock.

Having cooled down, Gu Xinglan, holding a small beach blanket, lay half-reclined on an outdoor beach chair at the Changgu villa.

The rooftop terrace extends beyond its railing, connecting to several planks.

Below the diving board is the azure swimming pool.

This place is neither too far nor too close to Li Hetai's room.

He wanted to go to Li Hetai's room to take a shower and clean off the sweat to save time.

But a man surnamed Song was standing outside the door, holding the noodles he had cooked.

It seems they wouldn't even be able to get through Li Hetai's door.

Could it be that the person surnamed Song said he cooked these noodles?

That really hit a nerve with Leong Hoe Thai.

Thinking of this, Gu Xinglan couldn't help but climb up from the beach chair and tiptoe back to the vicinity of Li Hetai's room.

It was empty; there were no more people there.

Quietly, only the porcelain bowl on the floor remained, its steam almost completely dissipated.

Seeing this, the hunger that had been calmed down by the skill card resurfaced.

Gu Xinglan quietly walked over and picked up the chopsticks and bowl together.

The soup was almost overflowing.

I didn't have time to savor it properly before, but now that I see it, it's hard to believe I cooked this myself. It smells outrageously delicious!