Chapter 45

Ifia, with the bonus of her previous cooking experience, didn't feel unfamiliar using the wok again. The only difference was that, due to her limited strength, she couldn't vigorously toss the ingredients but had to adapt to her current capabilities. Fortunately, it didn't affect the taste of the dishes.

While simmering ribs in the wok, she could handle other vegetables and spices in the meantime. The process was a bit tedious, and Ifia chose to ignore the chef who always looked down on her with disdain. She could only call her dear system to chat and pass the time.

[System, I'll be able to complete the mission today. How about that? Pretty impressive, right?]

[Amelia is so good to me, so caring. If Jessica knew Amelia mentioned her, she would definitely be excited and shout out, but I won't tell her, hehe!]

[So annoying, why does that chef always look at me with disdain? Is he showing off his big nostrils?]

Ifia rambled on for a while but didn't hear a response from the system, which made her pout in frustration.

It was always like this.

You can never wake someone pretending to be asleep.

Just as the system always pretended to be clueless, except when it came to mission-related matters. Most of the time, it remained hidden, truly an indifferent entity.

While Ifia silently complained, the system, when summoned, didn't respond. It quietly glanced at the demons filling the kitchen, not daring to make a sound, afraid of being caught at any moment.

Previously in the living room, the demons had restrained themselves a bit because they didn't dare to approach the villainess. Now that the villainess was absent, the demons immediately let loose.

Although, due to its host wearing the demonic silver dagger, they didn't dare to get too close, each of them stood on tiptoes, curiously peering at the stove.

(Oh my, this human is actually making pork stew, so unappetizing!)

(The taste of lamb is stronger, but that unpleasant pork meat should be removed from the table. Pork has so much fat, it's not as tasty as humans!)

(I also think humans are tastier, but the aroma is so tempting. It smells sweet, I want to take a bite.)

(This dish is for the great lord. Dare any of you touch it?)

While the demons chattered and argued, Ifia, seeing that the system remained silent, quickly finished handling the ingredients in her hands. She walked to the stove and checked the fire, satisfied with its strength.

She then lifted the lid, and in an instant, a rich meaty aroma wafted through the air.

With the assistance of various spices and specially selected pork, the combination dominated the entire kitchen with its powerful fragrance.

A single sniff was all it took to leave anyone's taste buds longing for more.

Ifia looked at the sweet and sour spare ribs stir-fried to perfection, nodded in satisfaction, and decided to finish cooking two more dishes after this pork dish was done.

Instead of the mainstay bread here, Ifia deliberately found rice!

She had already steamed it before starting the cooking process, and by the time the stir-fried dishes were ready, the rice should be almost cooked.

However, due to the lack of electricity and an electric rice cooker, Ifia used an old-fashioned steamer to cook the rice. Fortunately, she had been curious about steaming rice before, watching tutorials online and trying it out herself. Otherwise, she would be at a loss on how to steam it now.

(Wow, it smells even better. Even if it's pork, I want to take a bite.)

(Forget it, just smell more. When the dishes are served, judging by the way the great lord protects the food, if you dare to approach, your head will be knocked off.)

(No way, I'll capture a human who can cook another day and have her cook for me.)

(Too troublesome, let's just eat humans directly!)

As the demons stared with ravenous eyes, chef Jeff in the kitchen wore a shocked expression.

He couldn't believe his eyes, staring straight at the ribs in the wok, his face filled with questions.

When Jeff first saw Ifia take out pork, he was disdainful. Compared to high-quality beef, pork was fatty, unpleasant, and had an unappetizing texture. Only poor commoners would eat such inferior meat. Making a dish with this kind of meat for Miss Barlen, this woman must have a problem with her head!

Hmph, watch and see. When Miss Barlen gets angry, there will be consequences… That was Jeff's thought half an hour ago. Now, Jeff just wanted to give his past self a big slap.

This smells too good!

Is it really a dish made with pork???

Apart from its dominant taste, the pork's color was vibrant and beautiful. Stewing in the pot, it looked like a beautiful painting, making people unable to resist stopping to admire.

This is a masterpiece!!!

Just one dish of sweet and sour spare ribs completely convinced Jeff. When he looked at Ifia again, there was a sense of admiration in his eyes that seemed familiar. Ifia couldn't help but curl the corner of her mouth. She didn't expect to encounter Jessica Number Two.

"Miss, your culinary skills are truly superb. I've never seen such amazing expertise!"

"Flattery, flattery. These dishes come from the mysterious Eastern Kingdom. I learned them by chance. Unlike the Sith Empire's monotonous main dishes, the Eastern Kingdom's staples include rice, steamed buns, and pancakes…"

Chef Jeff no longer looked down on people through his nostrils. When they could communicate sincerely and friendly, Ifia didn't bother with him too much. Considering it a way to pass the time, she began to cook and chat simultaneously.

As a result, when all the dishes were prepared and Ifia talked about the thousands of mysterious Eastern dishes, Chef Jeff wished he could kneel down and apprentice himself on the spot.

Later, bidding a reluctant farewell to Jeff, Ifia excitedly took the finished dishes to the dining room.

Having informed the maids beforehand, Ifia found Amelia waiting at the table, supporting her face with one hand as she looked at the three silver-plated covered dishes on the table. She raised an eyebrow, curious.

Quite mysterious.

(Wuwuwu, Great Lord, the dishes this human made smell so good!)

(Can we have a bite? If not, let us lick the plates!)

The demons, drawn by the aroma, arrived at the dining room. Each one, due to fear, didn't dare approach Amelia and could only whimper on the side, looking like they were about to drool. It was truly embarrassing for demons.

The system, submerged in silence, was also surprised. It never thought that its bound foolish host had this skill!

Maybe, in the future, it could try capturing a woman's heart by first capturing her stomach!

"Amelia, this is specially made for you. Firstly, this is sweet and sour spare ribs, with a delicious sweet taste!"

Standing in front of the dining table, Ifia didn't let others touch it. She voluntarily lifted the silver-plated dish covers, and the aroma of sweet and sour spare ribs spread instantly. It made people have an irresistible appetite just by smelling it.

Listening to Ifia's enthusiastic recommendation, Amelia picked up chopsticks. With skillful movements, she picked up a piece of spare rib. In Ifia's expectant gaze, she took a tentative bite.

After chewing slowly, she didn't immediately speak.

This made Ifia quite anxious. Almost asking if it was good or not, Amelia finally spoke in a calm manner, "Very delicious."

Amelia always had a composed demeanor, elegant and noble, seemingly impervious to surprises. Ifia felt a little disappointed. It seemed that this sweet and sour spare ribs dish didn't impress Amelia.

However, it's okay, there are other dishes!

As Ifia thought so, under the dining table, Amelia's tail couldn't help but extend uncontrollably.

At this moment, it joyfully swayed from side to side, delighted by the delicious dishes.