How does ordering someone to play with you become your girlfriend?

Chapter 173 We still don’t know how much more Zhao Yu has to live
Ueno family.

Zhao Yu and Ueno Masazō sat opposite each other at the two ends of the dining table, with two identical plates of tempura in front of them, but no one moved. Instead, they looked at each other.

"Why aren't you eating yet, Yujun?" asked Youhua, who was sitting next to Zhao Yu.

"Let Dad go first, he is the elder." Zhao Yu said, signaling with his eyes that Ueno Masazō should start first.

"You are the one who needs to take the test, so shouldn't you start first?" Hearing what Zhao Yu said, Ueno Masazō became a little restless.

"You go first, Dad. Just show me what it means to have a tacit understanding as a couple for many years."

"You should go first. I noticed that you and Yuuka have a telepathic connection before. This should be easy for you."

While declining each other, neither Zhao Yu nor Ueno Masao was willing to be the first to start tasting.

To be honest, when Yuhua and the others brought in the dishes just now, Zhao Yu and Ueno Masao were quite happy.

Especially when Sayuri said that Yuka did it, the three grown men, including Shinichiro Ueno, all showed a high degree of surprise and praise.

But after Sayuri finished talking about the content of the competition that she and Chen Xiuhua had discussed, Zhao Yu and Ueno Masazō could no longer laugh.

Although everyone has subtle differences in cooking, Sayuri learned cooking from Mamiko, so it is not easy for him to find Sayuri's cooking from the pile of dishes.

In addition, tempura is essentially a fried food, which makes it even more difficult to distinguish the difference.

What if I guessed wrong...hiss! Zhao Yu shuddered. He could already imagine Youhua's disappointed look.

When he looked up, he met Ueno Masazō's gaze. Zhao Yu read the same thoughts in his eyes as he did.

That is, no matter what, he cannot be the first to start... For a moment, the two of them were deadlocked.

While Zhao Yu and Ueno Masazō were silent, Li Qingwan was eating with Nanamiya Shiori while live-streaming their current situation on their mobile phone.

[Laughing? Why are you suddenly not laughing? ]

【A smile never disappears, it just moves...】

[Just now, Brother Yu was so happy when he heard that Youhua made delicious food for him, but now he is so desperate. 】

[I don’t know whether Brother Yu is happy or not, but I am happy now. This is the resentment of single people! ]

[Can you really taste the difference in fried foods? ]

[Yes, it is possible, but the difference in taste depends on what seasoning is used, right? Isn't tempura always served with a dipping sauce? In this way, the taste is actually similar. ]

[The taste is different due to different heat]

[Not everyone has such a sensitive sense of taste, right? At least I think Brother Yu and Uncle are not so good at this…]

[In ancient times, Kong Rong gave up his pears, and now Brother Yu gives up his tempura. No one dares to be the first. The main point is that the sense of crisis is full. 】

"Puchi...it's the audience who would describe it." Li Qingwan laughed softly, without any guilt for having tricked Zhao Yu.

"You're still laughing! The current situation is all caused by you!" Nanamiya Shiori poked Li Qingwan under the table and couldn't help but complain.

"I didn't know Aunt Chen would come up with such an idea? But since she chose tempura, it's understandable even if it's wrong, right?" Li Qingwan said in a low voice.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Shiori Nanamiya sighed and looked at Zhao Yu and Ueno Masazo.

Now that the matter is done, we can only hope that neither of them is chosen, so that at least it won’t be too embarrassing.

"I say, Anata...you and Xiaoyu are not delaying time, right? We have already lowered the difficulty and only chose tempura as the dish." Sayuri looked at Ueno Masazo.

While in the kitchen, not only did Youhua learn how to make curry stew, tempura and Sichuan cuisine, but Sayuri also learned two Sichuan dishes from Chen Xiuhua.

So when she just came in, Youhua suggested using Sichuan cuisine for the competition, because it was the first time for both herself and her mother to cook Sichuan cuisine, so it would be fairer this way.

But this proposal was rejected by Sayuri. After all, Zhao Yu was from Sichuan and had been eating the dishes cooked by Chen Xiuhua for so long.

Even if he couldn't taste the difference between Youhua's and her dishes, he could still taste which one was made by Chen Xiuhua. In this way, for Zhao Yu, the question that originally chose one out of three became just choosing one out of two.

However, the curry proposed by Sayuri was also rejected by Yuka, for the same reason as Sayuri just gave, thinking that curry would be more beneficial to Ueno Masazō.

The mother and daughter, who were originally harmonious, suddenly became loving and filial because of the choice of the topic. No one wanted to let their loved one suffer.

In the end, it was Mamiko who made the final decision to use fried food like tempura for the competition.

The result is... Zhao Yu and Ueno Masao now have to pick out which tempura was made by their loved ones from among the four people.

This is much fairer. Even if you can't taste the difference, people won't feel too disappointed. It is an ending that both Yuka and Sayuri can accept.

"Ahaha, how could that be? I'm just waiting for Xiaoyu to start first." Ueno Masazō smiled awkwardly.

"Why don't you two start together? It's not like it's a competition of who eats faster, so it doesn't matter which order you start, right?" Sayuri said.

"Mom is right. Since no one wants to start first, let's do it together. Anyway, I think Yujun will not lose to Dad!" Youhua nodded.

Thinking about how Li Qingwan had quickly figured out that the dish was a little different, she became full of confidence in Zhao Yu.

Li Qingwan only became familiar with him later, and she could taste it, so there was definitely no problem with Yu Jun either!

"That's hard to say. Masazo has been eating the food I cooked for so many years, it's easy for him to taste which ones were made by me." Sayuri shook her head.

"So you should not be too blindly confident, Yuuka."

"Yujun will definitely win!"

"Shozo is the final winner."

"Yu Jun!"

"Shozo!"

When cheering for their loved ones, Yuka and Sayuri completely forgot about the mother-daughter relationship and only had confidence in their loved ones in their eyes.

"The pressure is so great..." Zhao Yu frowned and muttered softly to himself.

In his eyes, Yuka's support became the reason why he couldn't lose, and he felt extremely nervous.

However, after discovering that Ueno Masao also had the same bitter and resentful expression, Zhao Yu felt a little better.

[Hahaha! I can’t keep pretending now, right?]

[It all depends on who is more talented. I support Brother Yu! ]

While the audience was chatting, they began to analyze who would win.

"Okay, since both of you don't want to admit defeat, let's get started." Aunt Liu put down her bowl and chopsticks, and like Sayuri, began to urge the two of them.

"I got it. Don't rush me!" Zhao Yu sighed and took the lead in picking up the tempura shrimp. Seeing this, Ueno Masazō also started to take action.

"Sure enough..." After just taking a bite, Ueno Masao felt a little headache.

It tasted like normal fried food, nothing different at all.

Trying to keep his attention on his tongue, Ueno tasted three more servings of tempura shrimp.

This one seems a little greasy, definitely not made by Yuka and Sayuri...

In Neon, after frying, they would use kitchen paper to absorb the excess grease, but this one obviously didn’t do that, they just drained the grease.

This style is definitely Chen Xiuhua's. Ueno Masazo had eaten the fried meatballs made by her when he was in China.

Pushing this portion away first, Masazo Ueno looked at the remaining tempura shrimps and examined one of them carefully. He made up his mind again.

This one tastes similar to the other two, with only a slight difference in shape. The shrimp is not that complete. It must have been made by the novice Yuhua, right?

Then there were only the last two servings left. Ueno Masao tasted them again, but could not tell any difference, not even the slightest difference in the cooking time.

What should I do? It seems to be exactly the same? Ueno Masazō closed his eyes and concentrated on experiencing it, and fell into a dilemma.

Sayuri's gaze was always on him, he could feel it even with his eyes closed, and for a moment he was so nervous that he left a trace of sweat.

My tongue, please work! Please! Ueno Masao prayed in his heart.

"Have you tasted it? Which one was made by me?" Sayuri asked expectantly.

"Give me a little more time..." Ueno Masao said vaguely while chewing.

however…

"This one was made by my mother, and I don't know if this one was made by Sayuri's mother or grandmother. As for these two... they were both made by Youhua." Zhao Yu said confidently.

Ueno Masao opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yu who was confident, with a hint of surprise on his face. How could he be faster than him?
You know, he is the one who knows Sayuri and her mother best, so logically he should be at a disadvantage, right?

"Wow! It turns out that Yujun can also feel the love and care put into the food!!" Youhua hugged Zhao Yu's arm, with a hint of happiness on her face.

However, after Zhao Yu said that both were made by Yuhua, Ueno Masao quickly reacted.

If you can't taste the difference, then there is probably only one answer...

"These two were made by you, Sayuri, right?" Ueno Masazō looked at Sayuri.

Since two of Zhao Yu’s portions were made by Youhua, the remaining two that couldn’t be tasted different from each other must have been made by Sayuri.

"Yes, so it's normal that you can't taste the difference~" Sayuri smiled.

Although Masao Ueno didn't guess that both were made by him, at least he chose the right one, he just didn't react in time.

"What about this? I thought it was made by Yuka." Ueno Masazō pointed to the not-so-complete tempura shrimp.

"This...I made this." Mamiko said.

“Because the last bit was made in a hurry, there are some flaws.”

"So that's it. I lost." Ueno Masazō looked at Zhao Yu with conviction.

The reason he was able to pick it out so quickly was not due to his sense of taste, but rather due to careful observation.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Yu. Before Ueno Masao closed his eyes, he watched him taste each portion.

Except for Chen Xiuhua's portion which was not cleaned up so well because of excess grease, the remaining three portions were made by Youhua. The only word to describe him is powerful.

"I'm curious, why were you able to find Yuka's cooking so quickly?" asked Masao Ueno.

"Maybe it's just like what Youhua said, I sensed the thoughtfulness behind her cooking?" Zhao Yu touched Youhua's head.

"She's so serious, I can't let her down..."

Ueno Masao was silent. For the first time, he felt that what Zhao Yu said before, that time cannot measure love, was correct.

Even though he and Sayuri have been together for so many years, from dating to marriage, the relationship still cannot compare to the mutual understanding between Zhao Yu and his daughter.

"So, Zhao Yu wins this time?" Aunt Liu suddenly spoke.

"Well, you have completed all the tests, Xiao Yu." Ueno Masazō looked at Zhao Yu and nodded.

"Then I will marry Yuka..."

"I won't have any more opinions and will fully support you. After all, you have proven yourself, and Yuuka should be very happy with you."

"Great!" Yuka cheered when she heard what Ueno Masao said.

[Wait? Is this true? I thought the idea of ​​cooking with heart only existed in movies.]

[Brother Yu is a bit outrageous. I feel like he didn't taste it carefully at all. He just ate one portion after another and got the answer.]

[Yeah, even Uncle Ueno has tried it several times, right?]

[We still don’t know how many more cruel deeds Brother Yu has yet to show...]

Not only were the comments surprised, but Li Qingwan, who had been live streaming on her phone, was also unable to speak for a long time.

She glanced at Youhua, then at Zhao Yu, and still couldn't figure out how Zhao Yu could taste something as metaphysical as "heart and mind". "Brother Yu?" Li Qingwan looked at Zhao Yu with burning eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yu asked.

"Please, teach me!" Li Qingwan stood up suddenly.

"What should I teach you?"

"It's this skill that allows me to taste what's in my heart! If I had this, I could definitely become the best food judge!"

A scene had already emerged in Li Qingwan's mind. She was like the God of Cookery in the movie, sitting in the judging panel, shaking her head and speaking to the chefs below.

"I can't taste the reverence of a chef for food in your dishes! Out!"

Then the chef was pulled away convinced.

Come on! This is so cool!

"Please teach me, Brother Yu!" Li Qingwan begged.

"Ah? Didn't you already know how to do it? I remember Youhua just said it, right? It was you who tasted the difference first." Zhao Yu said.

Li Qingwan was stunned. She couldn't speak for a long time and could only sit back in her seat angrily.

[Pfft! Looks like one of our gourmets was just bragging? ? ]

[I thought he was as gifted as Brother Yu, but in the end he ended up becoming his apprentice. ]

[So, the one who was bragging fooled everyone? ]

"Wait? Something's wrong!" Seeing Li Qingwan's reaction, Zhao Yu suddenly realized something.

"If you can taste it, why do you need me to teach you? Li... Qing... Wan... can you explain it to me?"

Zhao Yu called out Li Qingwan's full name word by word, and he realized that he had been tricked by this guy.

Yuhua and the others also focused their attention on Li Qingwan.

Li Qingwan, who was sitting on the chair, hurriedly looked at Nanamiya Shiori with a pleading look, but Nanamiya Shiori just turned her head away as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't see it.

Seeing this, she could only shrink her head, scratch her head with her hand, and reveal a silly smile.

"Hey~"

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"Damn it! I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Why didn't you take me with you when you went out to play? I'm the boss!"

After dinner, Li Qingwan sat on the edge of the corridor, looking at the lit stone lanterns in the yard and complaining in a low voice.

The live broadcast had already ended at this time, and everyone else had gone back to rest. Only Li Qingwan couldn't sleep and chose to come out and sit for a while.

The price of playing a prank on Zhao Yu was that she was not included in the selection of engagement clothes. This made Li Qingwan, who was used to going everywhere with them, feel a little uncomfortable.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go! Who cares?" The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Li Qingwan could only pretend that she didn't care.

But as soon as she thought about not being able to see Zhao Yu and Youhua’s new skins first, she began to regret it.

I've been supporting this couple for so long, but I'm going to miss the most important scene because of this prank. This lesson is too profound.

"Don't joke around next time..."

"As long as you know!"

A fragrant breeze blew by, and Shiori Nanamiya sat next to Li Qingwan.

"Why are you here? Aren't you going to sleep?" Li Qingwan said sullenly.

"I was just about to go to bed, but I saw you passing by the window, so I came to see you." said Shiori Nanamiya.

"Thanks to Zhao Yu for being able to taste it today. If not... Youhua would definitely be sad."

"I know. In fact, I regretted it after hearing their decision, but I didn't know how to stop them." Li Qingwan said in a low voice.

"Fortunately, today's ending was perfect. Don't let this happen again next time." Shiori Nanamiya sighed.

If Youhua is a well-behaved and obedient sister, then Li Qingwan is a naughty child.

"You said that if I apologize to Brother Yu tomorrow, can he still take me with him?" Li Qingwan asked.

"I don't think it will work. It will take at least a while, right? Now he's almost starting to suspect that you want to play a prank every time." Shiori Nanamiya shook her head.

“But I really want to go…”

"Then just wait. Maybe he will forget about it after a while. Zhao Yu isn't such a stingy person anyway."

"What if he still doesn't want me to go?" Li Qingwan raised her head and looked at Nanamiya Shiori aggrievedly.

"Then... I'll find an opportunity to take you there secretly?" Shiori Nanamiya said with her head tilted.

Looking at Li Qingwan who was like a kitten, Shiori Nanamiya couldn't help but rub her head.

"Pat your head, don't think too much..."

"How come you've never been mad at me?"

When being touched on the head by Shiori Nanamiya, Li Qingwan did not resist this time. Instead, she asked a question that she had always been curious about.

She remembered that she had tricked Shiori Nanamiya many times. Although most of the time she was the one who made things worse, Shiori Nanamiya never seemed to care.

"Maybe it's because you and Yuka are like younger sisters?" Shiori Nanamiya answered while looking at the stars in the sky.

"Before I met Yuuka, I was alone, so I actually always wanted a sister... Then I met Yuuka, and you, you give me the same feeling as a sister."

"So even the occasional joke is acceptable."

Hearing this, Li Qingwan was stunned. After a moment's silence, she spoke as if possessed by a ghost.

"Thank you, Sister Shiori."

"Huh? Did you just call me sister?" Shiori Nanamiya turned her head.

"No, nothing! Nothing!" Li Qingwan waved her hands in panic. She didn't know why these words came out of her mouth.

"Call me again, and I will consider saying something good to Zhao Yu on your behalf, okay?" Nanamiya Shiori looked at Li Qingwan whose eyes were wandering.

"Shiori-sister."

"Say it again~"

"Sister Shiori!"

"Again…"

"Are you kidding me? Stop screaming!" Li Qingwan snorted angrily.

"It doesn't matter. It's not needed anyway." Shiori Nanamiya took out her cell phone from her pocket and pressed the play button.

"Sister Shiori." Li Qingwan's voice just now appeared on the phone.

"When did you record the audio?"

"Since you said the first Shiori-san~"

"Damn it! Delete it for me!" Li Qingwan reached out her hand in panic, ready to snatch Shiori Nanamiya's phone.

"That won't work. This is also an important memory of mine," said Shiori Nanamiya.

"Forget it... just consider it as my thanks!" Li Qingwan stopped what she was doing, stood up, turned her back to Nanamiya Shiori and prepared to leave.

"Thank you." Shiori Nanamiya spoke in a flat tone without even turning her head.

"I should thank you." After saying this, Li Qingwan trotted away.

In Zhao Yu's room.

"Hehe, now we can sleep together openly!" Youhua said while lying in Zhao Yu's arms.

"After all, we're getting engaged soon." Zhao Yu said.

"Yes, we're getting engaged." Yuka couldn't help but smile when she thought of this.

"Speaking of which... can Yujun really taste my feelings from the food?"

"Huh? Why are you asking again?" Zhao Yu's body suddenly stiffened.

"Because it's incredible just thinking about it, it's like I'm tasting the love or something," said Yuka.

"Of course, how could I ignore Youhua's love for me?" Zhao Yu stretched out his hand and pinched Youhua's nose.

"Yujun is so awesome!" You Huahuan hugged Zhao Yu's neck and kissed him on the face.

Seeing that Youhua didn't continue to ask questions, Zhao Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

How could he have tasted the intention? He just tasted the eggshell in the tempura, and he ate two servings of it.

Only a novice like Yuhua can leak the eggshell in when taking out the egg liquid.

But sometimes, a white lie is necessary. After all, just a simple sentence can make Yuka so happy, so why not do it?

"Hmm? Your hand..." Zhao Yu suddenly felt the rough touch on his neck and immediately grabbed Youhua's hand.

After a closer look, he discovered that there was a Band-Aid on Yuka's finger, probably an injury from cooking.

"I got burned accidentally before, it's no big deal." Yuka said softly.

"I was wondering why my mother proposed this competition..." Zhao Yu now understood why Chen Xiuhua gave him such a difficult test.

Yuka has given so much, it is indeed too easy for me to just enjoy the food she cooks.

Maybe it’s because I found the food that Yuka made, so my mom didn’t tell me about it?

After all, Yuuka had already been given enough emotional value, so there was no need to bring up such things again.

"Let me cook next time..." Zhao Yu said with some heartache.

"That won't do. It's too unfair to let Yujun cook all the time." Youhua shook her head.

"Then let's do it together, okay?" Zhao Yu stretched out his little finger and looked at Youhua.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Youhua also stretched out her little finger and pinky-pinched with Zhao Yu.

"By the way, Yujun performed so well today, should I reward you?" Youhua glanced at Zhao Yu's chest.

"Come again? Then I'll reward you well!" Zhao Yu said, covering the two of them with the quilt.

"Ah!" Yuhua only had time to let out a cry of surprise, and soon only a vague sound remained.

At the same time, in the Ueno family's kitchen.

Ueno Masazō put down his chopsticks in disappointment and looked at the tempura shrimp on the plate.

"Why can't I taste it? This shouldn't be possible. If Xiao Yu can do it, then I can do it too!"

With a hint of determination in his eyes, Masazo Ueno picked up another tempura shrimp.

"Try again! There's still a lot left, I have to taste it tonight!"

(End of this chapter)