In Li Huange's worried gaze, Chen Qi began to cook.
He first took out some ribs, placed them in a pot with cold water, added green onions, ginger, and cooking wine to remove the odor, then took out a piece of meat and chopped it into mince.
The rhythmic sound of chopping meat echoed continuously.
The minced meat was mixed with egg whites, chopped green onions and ginger, cooking wine, soy sauce, and oyster sauce...
Everything was orderly, his movements skillful.
Countless netizens watched with bright eyes.
[Oh my, a handsome man who can cook, I'm in love.]
[Don't say he's a gigolo, Chen Qi is handsome and cooks well. Some people can't even be gigolos properly.]
[What dish is he making? Is the lady of the house coming back?]
[I think Chen Qi has a plan, making delicious food to tempt Little Kun, just so Little Kun will do the dishes next time.]
Lin Xiaolu and Bai Qinghe felt a sense of unease, knowing full well their husbands couldn't cook...
At the same time, a fleeting envy betrayed their hearts.
How long had it been since they ate a meal cooked by someone they cared about?
"I think the lady of this house must be very happy..." Zhuo Yiyi sighed, "I want to find a man who's good at cooking too, so handsome..."
Li Huange felt delighted inside.
Wasn't this the purpose of signing up for the "Mom's on a Business Trip" show?
To showcase Little Kun's talent and Chen Qi's family-oriented nature.
...
The green peppers were cut into sections, one side snipped open to remove the seeds, and the marinated minced meat was stuffed inside.
Hot oil was added to the pan, and the green peppers were fried until both sides were golden, then Chen Qi poured in the sauce he had prepared in advance.
The steam rising from the pan seemed to bring the aroma to the netizens watching the livestream.
Chen Qi suddenly took out some dried plums, leaving the viewers a bit puzzled.
[I can cook many home dishes, but I've never heard of using dried plums.]
[Is this some kind of dark cuisine? Is he trying to poison Little Kun while the mother is away because he won't do the dishes?]
[Hey! This handsome man is so sinister, does he want to poison his son and then divorce his wife to run away with me?]
[If the lady above keeps dreaming, I'll splash you with my urine, and it's fishy.]
Host Fang Qian asked in confusion, "There are three married observers, do you know what Chen Qi is making?"
Zhuo Yiyi and the other two shook their heads.
Li Huange smiled slightly and said:
"This dish should be called Plum Sauce Ribs, my husband made it for me."
Bai Qinghe was immediately displeased, "Oh? Is Queen of Songs Huange showing off? No one knows if you've really eaten it."
Lin Xiaolu quickly caught on, "So does Professor Huange know how it's made?"
Li Huange was slightly taken aback and shook her head.
She was used to eating the delicious food Chen Qi made at home, but had she ever really watched him cook?
Every morning after washing up, Chen Qi had already prepared breakfast.
If she confirmed she'd be home for dinner, Chen Qi would have it ready and waiting.
Those dishes, better than those made by renowned restaurant chefs, always tantalized Li Huange's taste buds.
This life had continued for three years.
At this moment, Li Huange suddenly realized something.
When work kept her from coming home, she seemed to always think of Chen Qi's cooking.
Whenever hunger struck, her mind would fill with images of the dishes Chen Qi had made.
Li Huange suddenly discovered that over these three years, Chen Qi's cooking had become a habit, even a dependency.
He was more important than she had imagined.
Li Huange smiled.
"My husband really did make this dish for me, but because I overlooked it, I never watched how he did it."
Lin Xiaolu and Bai Qinghe still didn't believe it, or perhaps forced themselves not to.
Zhuo Yiyi and Fang Qian, however, showed envy.
"It seems Queen of Songs Huange's husband really loves you."
"A dish made with such care, what else could it be but love?"
[That man took my Huange, if he's not good to her, I'll kill him.]
[So envious of Queen of Songs Huange, what kind of man could marry her?]
[Look, Chen Qi really seems to be making plum sauce, could Queen of Songs Huange be right?]
[No way, does this dish really exist?]
Sure enough, Chen Qi removed the pits from the dried plums, blended them into a sauce, then added the pre-cooked ribs to the pot, and added two spoons of plum sauce.
A fragrant steam rose up.
As he stir-fried, Chen Qi suddenly exaggeratedly sang to himself.
"Your shallow smile is like plum sauce,"
"I tasted the mint flavor on your lips,"
"It's sweet love, so certain,"
"Because of your every shy reaction..."
...
"Hmm?" Zhuo Yiyi made a surprised sound, "What song is this?"
Li Huange's hands gripped the armrests of her chair.
It appeared!
It appeared!
Chen Qi was singing again!
Li Huange's expression was slightly stunned... why say "again"?
Well, if that poop-picking song counts.
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But this song was nothing like "Wake up in the morning to pick up poop," it was a pop song.
Very catchy, very pleasant.
The chat was buzzing.
[What song is this? I've never heard it.]
[He sings well, the melody is simple and catchy.]
[Is it an obscure song by an obscure artist?]
[I checked, this song doesn't exist!]
[So...]
Zhuo Yiyi covered her mouth, "Could it be... original?"
"Impossible!" Lin Xiaolu immediately said, "Absolutely impossible! How could a jobless househusband compose?"
"I second that!" Bai Qinghe immediately added.
Zhuo Yiyi looked at Lin Xiaolu and Bai Qinghe with some confusion.
Li Huange glanced at the two of them.
"China is full of talented people, who knows what genius might emerge from an ordinary family."
"Can any average child compare to five-year-old Chen Xiaokun's calligraphy and piano?"
"Could any regular piano teacher point out Chen Xiaokun's piano issues like Chen Qi did?"
"So why can't you understand that Chen Qi can compose?"
Lin Xiaolu and Bai Qinghe were suddenly speechless after Li Huange's words.
Fan Binfen nodded in agreement.
[Queen of Songs Huange is right, so Chen Qi isn't just an ordinary househusband.]
[Maybe Chen Qi has many talents, and these talents are what allow him to live comfortably at home with a rich wife.]
[So the bar for being a gigolo is really high now, aside from looks, I can't compare to Chen Qi.]
[Young man, I know your ID, this time I'll splash you.]
...
After simmering on low heat for 30 minutes, the Plum Sauce Ribs were finally done.
Chen Qi seemed to sprinkle sesame seeds over them with a sense of reverence.
"As a perfectionist, what I make isn't just food, it's a form of tenderness!"
Chen Qi solemnly and ceremoniously plated the Plum Sauce Ribs, took a sniff, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Only with utmost care can you create food with warmth!"
"Only with love can you make dishes filled with affection!"