At the moment when the prepared dishes were placed on the table, he knew he regretted it.

With years of experience in tasting food, even without taking a bite, Wang knew that the food in front of him was not to be eaten.

Although they looked tempting, although they were not like breakfast in terms of abundance, giving a visual impact of a "big lunch," the one thing that couldn't be done was not to do it.

Due to his long gaze under her skirt, sweat filled the creases of her legs, making it look like a certain special liquid.

To prevent her body from feeling uncomfortable, she sat down after the meal was served and sat around the dining table;

The small table did not take up any space in this spacious bedroom and created an atmosphere suitable for dining.

"Don't you want to eat?"

As soon as she sat down, Cai looked at Wang with shiny and innocent eyes.

The gaze emitted from her watery eyes added an "unavoidable" effect to the seemingly ordinary question.

Even if he were to act rogue and unreasonable, Wang knew he couldn't simply ignore Cai, so he pretended to be confused:

"Eat? Did I say I was hungry? I don't remember saying that."

"You didn't say that just now, but even when I was cooking, you kept urging me to cook faster."

"Must have been a hallucination in your ears. Anyway, I have no recollection of such things."

Gurgle!

His stomach betrayed him and started rumbling, exposing the truth.

"Listen, your stomach is growling. You must be hungry!"

Under Cai's urging, a plate of fruit salad moved closer to Wang's chopsticks, closer to his stomach.

Observing the appearance, color, and the sweet aroma emanating from the fruit, after considering these criteria, Wang seemed to have found--there was nothing to be wary of about these fruits;

But what was it about the lingering shadow in his heart that made him hesitate?

He was like a hunter lost in the deep mountains and forests, attracted by colorful mushrooms, and under the influence of protesting stomach, he suddenly tasted the food within reach.

Nom nom nom, gulp (sound of swallowing food)!

"Is it tasty?"

"It's... sweet!"

Sweet enough to make Wang feel like his teeth were falling out.

After swallowing a piece of fruit, he finally realized what was wrong.

Take this fruit salad as an example, it was excessively sweet, sticking not only to the remaining fruit flesh but also to a large amount of sugar granules on the teeth.

If the first type of sweetness was so delicious that one couldn't find any flaws, then the second type of sweetness was just superfluous;

The originally tasty salad was covered with artificially produced sugar, turning it into a food that was harmful to taste buds and teeth.

Without exaggeration, Wang firmly concluded in his heart:

If he continued to eat this kind of salad for half a year, as a young man in his twenties, his mouthful of white teeth would definitely suffer.

He moved on to the next dish.

Wang spotted a plate of duck neck and picked up a piece with his chopsticks, biting into it.

Spicy--that was perfectly normal!

The essence of this dish was the "spicy and fragrant" sensation. If it tasted mild, then it was probably fake duck neck.

The duck neck that can enter Wang's mouth is exceptionally spicy, as if sticking out one's tongue and dipping it in a bowl of chili sauce, then pouring in mustard and curry...

In order to suppress the burning "flame" in his mouth, Wang poured the entire pot of cold water on the table and gulped it down in six seconds.

Having eaten enough by now, Wang has realized the fatal flaw in these dishes in front of him.

If it were a gentle boy, facing these dishes that were prepared with great effort by girls, he would endure any discomfort and silently finish them.

Unfortunately, Wang clearly cannot do such a gentle thing.

As soon as he noticed the flaw, he straightforwardly said:

"Did you put too much seasoning?"

"Huh, really? I thought I had a good control of the seasoning, it should be just right."

Surprised, Cai instinctively raised her eyelids to the top of her eye sockets, making her pupils appear much larger.

"Does it feel good to be a foolish woman? Alright, let me ask you this: how many spoons of sugar did you put in this salad?"

"Can we change the container?"

"What do you mean?"

"Change the container from a spoon to a bowl for adding sugar."

"Damn!"

Wang felt like he had wasted his time over the past decade. Nowadays, only someone like Cai, who was born and raised in the village, would play like this.

"Adding sugar with a bowl instead of a spoon, you foolish woman! Is the excessive spiciness of that duck neck also because you added too much chili?"

"Is it too much? I only added half a bottle of chili sauce."

"Ha!"

Wang gave up and covered his face, and anyone could vaguely see the expression of despair on his face through the gap between his fingers.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Cai nervously rubbed her palms, looking uneasy.

"You silly woman, of course you did something wrong! But I want to know: why did you put in so much seasoning? Was it to retaliate against me for giving you a transparent skirt?"

"No, no!"

Cai placed her hands, which had just been rubbed with sweat, horizontally in front of her and swung them forcefully.

"In my memory, I have never put any seasoning when cooking, so the dishes always taste bland... When I entered the kitchen earlier and found that there were so many seasonings in your house, I thought of adding more to make the dishes more to your taste."

"When you were at home, you didn't use salt or any other seasonings to cook?"

"Yes, the rice at home was obtained by doing odd jobs for the neighbors. Although I also thought of exchanging labor for salt and vinegar before, everyone said they didn't have any extra..."

"Are you saying that you have never eaten any seasonings before?"

"That's more or less what it means."

Not pleased!

Upon hearing this, an inexplicable anger surged in Wang's heart, so he blurted out his true thoughts:

"Why don't I find some time and deal with the people in the village together?"

"I appreciate your kindness, but there's no need. Those are all small matters, not worth your concern."

"Small matters?"

As mentioned earlier, the dining table itself is not large, so Wang, who is tall enough, can cross half of his body over the table;

He raised one hand above Cai's forehead, and then straight down with the back of his hand.

Thump!

This is the second time Cai has been tapped on the forehead, it doesn't hurt, but her head feels numb;

Especially later on, the words spoken by the other party made her head swell:

"Silly woman, your personality makes me very uncomfortable! Small matter? No matter how trivial, as long as it concerns oneself, it becomes bigger than the sky. Also, you better change that fake kindness of yours soon!"

"But according to teachings, one should be kind..."

"The teachings ask foolish women to be good, but they don't provide a grain of rice or a bowl of soup. I ask you to be tough, but I can also ensure that you eat well and have a good place to stay here."

Immediately, Wang stood up completely and patted Cai on the chest, asking her to think things through.

At the same time, Wang walked quickly towards the kitchen, apparently preparing to cook by himself and improve the girl's food.

Out of a sense of responsibility to improve her cooking skills, Cai followed him instinctively.

After entering the kitchen, Wang poured some white granules from a bag. Not knowing what it was, Cai asked, "Is that also food?"

"Yes, in my hometown, we call it 'rice.' It's normal that you haven't seen it, considering that people in the Western Continent mainly eat wheat and bread."

"Is rice delicious?"

"It depends on personal preference. I once let Xiao Ying and the others taste rice, but after trying it once, they refused to eat it again, saying they preferred meat."

"That's a shame. Taste is hard to change... Am I allowed to eat rice?"

Thump, Cai was knocked on the forehead for the third time, and Wang told her irately, "It was originally prepared for you to eat. Of course, I'll eat it too, but I'm only cooking for myself incidentally. The main purpose is to let you have something good to eat."

"You're so good to me?"

"Don't flatter yourself! My actions at this moment are very similar to a master showing kindness to a newly adopted pet on the first day, improving its diet. It's essentially about taming you, you know?"

"I understand. It seems like you have a kind side."

"I!"

Without hesitation, Wang raised his palm; however, Cai, having learned her lesson, quickly placed a metal basin on her head, adding an extra layer of protection to her head. This prevented the fourth head-knocking incident of the day.

Then the two of them got to work—one person skillfully busy in the kitchen, while the other learned excellent cooking skills on the spot.

Next, Wang was about to create his masterpiece, a dish called Golden White Jade Rice!

Making this dish was not easy.

First, it required sun-drying the rice for seven days until all the moisture evaporated. Then the rice would be cooked thoroughly in a pot and left to cool naturally for half an hour.

When the rice was completely cooled, Wang added the obtained monster egg, along with some spices, while stir-frying.

Some chefs liked to add fish extract while stir-frying to mask the fishy smell in the eggs, and others liked to add black pork. Both were excellent choices.

But Wang's cooking was different; he only added the right amount of black pepper.

Then he poured in sesame oil and other seasonings, and with a spatula, he tossed the rich grains of rice mixed with egg foam about forty-nine times, ensuring the rice had a glorious golden color.

What came out of the pot was the classic "Golden White Jade Rice." In the Eastern Continent, it had another resounding name: Egg Fried Rice!

Cai had never seen such a fancy way of cooking since she was born in the Western Continent. For a moment, she couldn't help but be amazed and admire his culinary skills.

Naturally, since Wang had the intention of improving Cai's food, he couldn't have prepared just one dish.

In terms of dishes, he effortlessly prepared seven courses in a surprisingly short amount of time.

Without exaggeration, this diverse breakfast, or rather lunch, is undeniably the most lavish and satisfying meal I have ever had.