Lighting up super-god technology in the Three-Body World

Chapter 164 Dinner incident
Since Luo Ji went on his voyage and Zhuang Yan went into hibernation, Luo Yinxi has rarely returned home, spending most of her time at the Central Building.

In her words, since there's no one there anyway when she goes back, she might as well live closer to her godfather.

The father, daughter, and Xiling usually eat in the cafeteria, but occasionally they have special meals prepared separately. Most of the time, Xiling is in charge of cooking.
Luo Yinxi rarely cooks for herself like she does today, and I don't know how good her cooking skills are.

When the group gathered, she was wearing Xiling's kitchen apron, which seemed to fit her well at first glance, and she greeted them with a cheerful smile.

"Godfather, Sister Xiling, and Bubble, you're finally back!"

Jiang Fan looked at his daughter, whose face was covered in cooking fumes, and couldn't help but chuckle as he teased her.

"Yinyin, you look like you've been through a world war."

After saying that, he glanced at Xiling.
With perfect understanding, Xiling stepped forward to wipe the oil stains from her daughter's temples, smoothed out the folded apron, and tapped her forehead.
"Is this the surprise you were talking about?"

Although Luo Yinxi is 54 years old, neither her appearance nor her personality has changed much. She tilted her head slightly and said with great pride,

"Of course, this is my first time cooking!"

After speaking, he looked at Xiling with eyes full of desire for praise.

Before Xiling could speak, Bubble couldn't help but ask a question.
"Yinyin, is the first meal you made edible? I remember Noah also wanted to cook, but he and Chu Tianshu both got diarrhea after eating it."

The little girl calls people whatever Xiling calls her; whatever Xiling calls her, she calls her.

Luo Yinxi immediately widened her eyes and said,

"How can I be the same as them? I watch Sister Xiling cook every day, and I've already learned how to cook."

After refuting her claim, she then verbally demonstrated her experience of learning by observing others.
"For example, to make braised pork glossy, use a spoonful of light soy sauce and a spoonful of broth; for poached chicken, the secret recipe is three slices of ginger and scallions, and half a bowl of soup; for cold dishes to be crisp, I know exactly how to use two spoonfuls of aged vinegar and a spoonful of sugar!"

These were the rhymes that Xiling hummed while cooking, and Luo Yinxi learned them all.

Seeing his daughter's confident expression, Jiang Fan completely forgot about her 'talent' in tea brewing and decisively voiced his support.
"Okay! Today we'll try our daughter's cooking and try to finish all the dishes on the table!"

Luo Yinxi immediately echoed,

"Please take your seats, I'll go get the dishes!"

after an hour,

Jiang Fan had already finished the chili sauce, and the other dishes on the table remained untouched.
It's not that he doesn't want to eat, he just can't bring himself to put his chopsticks down.
That shiny black thing was supposedly braised pork, and the poached chicken was so bad you had to search through a pile of lemon slices to find a few strands of meat. The cold dishes were even worse—overly sweet.
Xiling and Bubble put down their chopsticks early, watching the father and daughter's battle of wits with perfect understanding.
Luo Yinxi picked up a piece of braised pork and offered it to him.

"Godfather, don't just eat chili sauce, try this braised pork. It must taste just like the one Sister Xiling makes."

Jiang Fan quickly picked up his rice bowl.

"My daughter, I want to live a few more years."

Luo Yinxi was stunned for a moment, her eyes full of doubt.

"Godfather, what do you mean?"

Jiang Fan frantically tried to justify himself.
"In other words, you should eat this piece of meat. The more you eat, the better you'll grow, which will help you develop more gene technologies to extend lifespan, allowing your godfather to live a few more years."

The man didn't dare to think back to his words after he finished speaking. What had he said?
Xiling covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes curving into two crescent moons. Bubble, still unable to understand human coded language, spoke up for Luo Yinxi.

"Jiang Fan, Yinyin is way past the age of growing up, she doesn't need to eat much, you eat quickly."

Luo Yinxi nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, godfather, you should eat it."

Jiang Fan glared at Bubble, a look that frightened the little girl so much that she burrowed into Xiling's arms and murmured,
"What are you doing~"

The man mentally complained to Xiling,

"You're still laughing? This is the top disciple you've trained! How were you trained?"

Xiling winked at him charmingly, "Lord Jiang~ You have to finish it all~"

Jiang Fan suddenly felt a spasm in his stomach; his internal organs were sending out warning signals! They refused to digest this food!
Seeing his daughter's expectant expression and her hesitant movements as she picked up food, he gritted his teeth, reached into the bowl, and took the shiny black 'charcoal'.
I kept reassuring myself, what if it's just that I'm not good-looking?

He gave an awkward yet polite, stiff smile.

"Then godfather, please have a taste."

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, clearly indicating he was constantly swallowing saliva, carefully cutting off a small piece and mixing it with rice to put it in his mouth.
Just one bite and my taste buds exploded with flavor—a taste that defies description.
Like rotting, foul-smelling meat in the sweltering summer heat, or like thick slurry fermenting in a garbage dump for years, or even like rust buried deep in a swamp.
That's outrageous!!!

But who was Jiang Fan? A cunning old fox nearing a hundred years old, he swallowed his words without batting an eye and offered a word of praise.
"Delicious! No wonder she's my daughter, she's talented at everything!"

Xiling and Bubble looked completely bewildered and asked at the same time,

"This meat, which looks like charcoal, is it really tasty?"

Jiang Fan took a leisurely sip of water and commented.

"The black crust on its surface is from pan-frying, which is crispy and flavorful. Once you bite into it, the inside is full of tender, tofu-like meat fibers, incredibly fragrant and delicious. The two different textures are perfectly blended together, making it an exquisite delicacy!"

After saying that, he put down his cup, took out his chopsticks, picked up another piece and put it in his bowl. He ate it whole, along with the previous piece, without changing his expression!

Bubble and Xiling exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but each pick up a piece, wondering if it was really delicious.
Upon seeing the two beautiful women, one tall and one short, put the 'charcoal' in their mouths, the man immediately clutched his stomach and rushed to the toilet with speed comparable to Nie Feng using his Wind God Kick; only his voice remained.

"Ouch! My stomach suddenly hurts so much. You guys eat first, don't wait for me!"

Xiling and Paopao felt exactly the same way Jiang Fan did back then: Could a human really create this smell of septic tank and asphalt mixture?

"puff!"

The two were perfectly in sync; they turned their heads and spat what was in their mouths into the trash can. Bubble, true to form, spoke without restraint.

"Is there something wrong with Jiang Fan's sense of taste? This is so awful! How can he taste anything delicious in it?!"

Luo Yinxi, who was preparing to receive praise, said in disbelief,

"Is it so unpalatable?"

Bubble jumped straight out of Xiling's arms.
"If you don't believe me, try it yourself!"

Luo Yinxi picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, saying as she ate.
"I think it's alright."

unbelievable!

Bubble was completely dumbfounded. Unconvinced, she picked up another piece to taste, then immediately spat it into the trash can with a "pfft" and frantically rinsed her mouth with her cup.

He said weakly afterward,

"You and Jiang Fan are truly father and daughter."

Luo Yinxi asked,
"What do you mean?"

Bubble replied,

"The taste system is just as strange."

Xiling suddenly spoke up to explain.

"Yinyin, perhaps the tastes of data life forms are different from those of humans. Bubble and I don't like the tastes that you and Jiang Fan like."

Luo Yinxi nodded in agreement with this statement.

(End of this chapter)