Free Web NovelChapter 663: Chapter 241: A Night Spent at the Huang Family (Part 3)
"You’re a girl, it’s different. Very few girls like to tinker with electronics."
Generally speaking, men have a much stronger interest in electronic products compared to women. Many male scientists were like mischievous puppies when they were young, loving to dismantle electronic and mechanical products, repeatedly ignoring scolding. Such stories rarely happen to female scientists.
Su Zelin also dismantled his father’s radio and tape recorder when he was young, but he couldn’t put them back together and got a good beating. Radios and tape recorders weren’t cheap a decade ago.
After some flattery, the young student said, "To thank you, senior, for fixing my computer, and coincidentally, my parents aren’t home..."
Su Zelin’s heart skipped a beat.
No way, no way, is the young student wanting to act out a computer repair scene from Japan with me?
The slacker instantly became nervous.
Huang Panpan continued, "I’ll personally cook and make a humble dinner for you, senior!"
Whew, it’s just about cooking.
Su Zelin breathed a sigh of relief.
Sorry, I misunderstood.
He casually said, "No need to trouble yourself, I’ll eat at home."
"Senior, since you’re here, it would be very rude of me not to treat you to a meal. Besides, I just learned how to cook and need some guidance from you."
Without allowing any objections, Huang Panpan pulled Su Zelin into the kitchen, with very valid reasons, leaving the slacker no choice.
The meal hadn’t been started yet.
The young student specifically waited for Su Zelin to arrive so she could cook in front of him, to show she didn’t hire help or order takeout, and to tell Su Zelin that she could become a good wife like Qin Shiqing, capable of cooking.
Watching on the side, Su Zelin saw that she began by washing the rice and cooking it.
Once the rice cooker started working, she began handling the ingredients.
The slacker watched and found that she seemed to know what she was doing, suggesting that a professional chef had likely taught her.
The style of a home cook and a professional chef differ. The latter is more meticulous, with more steps in the same dish. Although some steps don’t contribute to the taste, they make the dish look better, full of color, aroma, and flavor.
For a home cook, as long as it tastes good, who cares about the presentation?
However, when it came to handling the lobster, Huang Panpan encountered a problem.
The correct step in killing a lobster is to let it urinate first, so the meat is sweet. A significant portion of a lobster’s body weight consists of urine, and if it isn’t removed, the meat will have a strange taste.
However, this lobster was very vigorous, perhaps sensing its end. Its tail flapped desperately, and no matter how long the young student poked at its rear with a chopstick, she couldn’t get it in. Instead, her hand slipped, and it fell to the floor, which was a bit embarrassing.
"Let me do it!"
Su Zelin chuckled, picked up the lobster from the floor, and demonstrated.
"You need to firmly grasp this part of the lobster’s tail so it won’t struggle!"
Sure enough, in Su Zelin’s hands, the lobster stayed still.
Su Zelin took the chopstick from Huang Panpan and gave a strong poke at the lobster’s rear.
This technique was second nature to him.
The summer after high school graduation, after making money in stocks, he went with his honest friends to a seafood stall. After the lobster was weighed, it was the slacker who personally killed and drained it to prevent any replacement, since expensive seafood has deep waters.
He poked until near its head, and then withdrew, unleashing a rush of urine. The lobster flapped a few times and then went silent.
"Wow, senior, your technique is amazing!"
Huang Panpan was genuinely impressed.
It seemed the senior knew everything.
"It’s just a matter of practice," Su Zelin said casually.
"How about you cook, and I help you with the ingredients?"
Huang Panpan had bought too many ingredients and hadn’t prepped them beforehand.
Previously, when the chef taught her, everything was prepped on site, but the young student didn’t have the speed for that.
If no one helped, they might not eat dinner until nightfall.
"Alright, then I’ll trouble you, senior!"
The young student was delighted.
Cooking together with the senior had the flavor of a couple’s teamwork.
Su Zelin tossed the lifeless lobster onto the cutting board, and with the kitchen knife flying up and down, the gleam of the blade flashed. Before Huang Panpan could react, the lobster was already dissected into pieces.
Huang Panpan was stunned.
Amazing speed!
Such impressive knife skills!
She felt that Su Zelin’s skills weren’t inferior to her chef instructor at all.
In ancient times, there was a butcher who could dissect a cow, and now there is a senior who can dissect a lobster!
With the slacker handling the ingredients, the cooking pace greatly improved.
Besides helping, Su Zelin occasionally gave Huang Panpan pointers on certain details.
In his previous life, he was also a gourmet, not only enjoying various delicacies but also cooking often.
As the saying goes, good food mustn’t be missed.
Every meal time is one of life’s greatest pleasures.
After half an hour or so, all the dishes were done and placed on the table, filling the dining room with a fragrant aroma.
The two sat down, and Huang Panpan first served Su Zelin a bowl of seafood soup: "Senior, try this first!"
The slacker nodded, took a spoonful with his ladle, and savored it in his mouth.
"Hmm, the timing is perfect, very delicious!"
To meet the high standards Su Zelin had from tasting various delicacies in his past life, the soup wouldn’t pass, but compared to the chefs of high-end restaurants and hotels, this was not bad. It’s worthy of praise for Huang Panpan’s situation.
Of course, he also provided some technical guidance. Otherwise, when making the seafood soup earlier, Huang Panpan would have cooked it for too long.
