Level 4 Culinary skills

Lu Fan woke up two hours before his alarm went off at 6:00 am.

It was not that he did not want to sleep, but he started feeling restless and his body naturally woke him up.

If it was before he would not have had any thoughts, but now his body was demanding some exercise.

He could only comply.

It felt so natural waking up at this hour.

It would make him feel uncomfortable all over if he did not run for at least 10 km.

He did just that.

After preparing himself, he bought a bottle of water before going for a run.

Everything was done by muscle memory.

He subconsciously chose the best route; his breathing was even and his speed never changed no matter the terrain.

His moves were all in sync and every muscle was used.

If one observed carefully they would see that even the most insignificant motion was calculated and was made with great effort.

He did not use any martial arts or techniques.

It was all his physique.

The system's standards were quite high.

If a human born naturally were to be compared with him, assuming they were of the same level, they would simply pale in comparison.

This was because Lu Fan was able to control every minute detail of his body.

Even his hair wouldn't grow long without his permission. And if he wanted it short, he could just retract it.

His body was made of pure law and energy.

Be it flesh and bones, they were all level 10 treasures.

As Lu Fan was running, he did not notice the old man who was observing him with a solemn expression.

The old man curled up in a corner as if trying to avoid a disaster.

The fear in his eyes could not be hidden.

Given his position, if others knew of his current state they would not believe it.

After all not many could be feared by this old and seemingly frail man.

But all that had nothing to do with Lu Fan.

He returned home an hour and a half later after he had done all sorts of exercises.

"I should learn a martial arts technique or exercise routine to maximize my exercise. I barely feel tired."

It was still early so he decided to make breakfast.

It was also a good time to sneak a level 4 potion into his parents' meals.

Although they were only about 40, they had quite unhealthy bodies due to their way of living.

It was not that they did not want to take better of themselves, but they simply had no means to do so.

Especially his father who spent all day in a factory.

'System, give me level 4 culinary skills.' Lu Fan instructed as he went to the bathroom to rid his sweat.

He needed to digest all the information first.

It was best to do it in the bath.

A bunch of information flooded his brain. It was all-inclusive.

From basic ingredients to the most complicated ones, and even ones that were undiscovered like some deep-sea creatures.

Other ingredients were not even available on the blue planet.

As long as it could be eaten and was a level 4 existence and below, Lu Fan knew how to prepare it.

Cooking tools, utensils, and even technology were directly engraved into his brain.

The methods he received were ranging from traditional Chinese methods to modern Western techniques that used advanced technology and gastronomy.

Even some alien methods were included.

All this knowledge broadened his horizons once again.

He did not get the chance to truly digest the impact of the system yesterday.

He had just regressed and received a second chance to redo everything.

Add the excitement from receiving the system and the pressure from the point and its overwhelming abilities.

He did not have time to release his emotions.

He was very excited and anticipating his future development.

This was also the reason he did not want Lilith to touch the Hua continent.

He needed it to temper himself else he'll be like a child with a gun.

When the adults appear, he will be helpless.

After digesting every detail, he dried himself and his garment transformed into his school uniform which he donned happily.

It fit him perfectly.

The design was the same, but it gave off a feeling of luxury and status.

It looked normal but anyone could tell it was several grades above even branded clothes.

He walked to the kitchen and started operating with great familiarity.

His actions were quick and precise.

Every move was measured and it was as though his hand had a measuring device.

He never put excess or little, just enough.

He was preparing soup dumplings and tea on the side to enjoy after eating.

The aroma spread, filling the room.

"Fan'er, what are you making, it smells so delicious." Chen Lu couldn't help but swallow her drool as she walked toward the kitchen.

"Mom, help me set the table, we're having soup dumplings for breakfast."

He knew her foodie tendencies, thus he could not allow her in the kitchen lest she starts eating straight from the steamer.

"Ok, but I want the biggest and plumpest."

Lu Fan could only smile, they were all the same size.

"Oh, Lil Fan, when did you learn to cook, and it smells so good."

"From some auntie in the past. There is tea in the pot. It's quite good, give it a try." Lu Fan quickly changed the subject.

He could not reveal the existence of the system.

And even if he did, would they believe him? That was unlikely.

"Today, you should go see Ling'er and ask her to help you prepare for the exam. You can't do too poorly."

"It'll be best if she comes over for the weekend." Lu Ling started after he sat down.

"Ok, taste the tea first, let's not talk about school first." Chen Lu was afraid that the mood would sour so she tried to avert the crisis.

"…"

"Mom, Dad, you don't need to worry. If I find it difficult I will go look for teacher Que."

Lu Fan reassured as he brought the food to the table.

"So handsome…" Chen Lu couldn't help but exclaim.

"You grew taller, mmm, and you're not that pale anymore. You even look strong. Did you eat a hundred-year-old ginseng?"

"Something like that. Here I'll give you two a potion. It'll make you younger and stronger. Mom will become beautiful and Dad energetic."

Lu Ling's face flushed with embarrassment.

He did not expect his usually ignorant son to notice such a detail.

Chen Lu on the other hand had a bright smile on her face.

She was still young after all, and hearing all those housewives and young mothers share their experiences, how could she not have any dissatisfaction?

Although they did not know where the potions came from, they could find out later.

After receiving it, they took it with hesitation.

Lu Fan once again learned how much his parents loved him.

They did not even check to confirm or ask anything.

What if it was poison, would they still take it?

Lu Fan believed that if he was the one offering, they could take it gladly with doting smiles on their faces.

"It will take about 15 minutes to take effect, let's eat first." Lu Fan said as he started serving the dishes.

The fragrance of steamed dough spread, giving off a refreshing feeling.

The scent of wheat was thick in the air but not suffocating.

Instead, it gently caressed their taste buds, urging them to eat the dish in front of them.

Lu Ling was a rough man by nature, he directly took his serving and started immediately.

Afterward… there were only sounds of eating. He said nothing.

Chen Lu on the other hand gently picked up her dish, before she gently poked the dumpling with a chopstick.

She was elegant and refined, like a well-seasoned dumpling fanatic.

The fragrance intensified and one could smell how delicious it was.

She expertly added some vinegar, before bringing it to her mouth to taste.

Then she was dazed.

Lu Ling might not know, but she knew.

She might not look it, but she is a professional maid.

Capable in many things, especially cooking.

And tasting dishes was one of her expertise.

After all, she served as a wet nurse for Que Chen, Que Ling'er's younger brother.

If not for Que Chen always bulling Lu Fan, she might still be working in the Que family.

The dough was tough enough to hold the dumplings but soft enough to be easily split with chopsticks.

This was tough and she knew this well.

And the stuffing, how to say?

She was the one who bought the ingredients so she knew the quality.

But even so, they tasted so great she didn't know how to express it.

Her worries, over her son's future disappeared.

If all else failed, he could simply open a stall and sell dumplings.

And with how delicious they were, she was sure he would make a fortune.