I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

The heavy blackout curtains were drawn, completely shutting out the white fog outside the villa.

Inside, the warm yellow lighting created a cozy atmosphere.

The central air conditioning system has also been restarted, keeping the temperature at a comfortable 24 degrees Celsius.

Qin Feng sank deeply into the Italian imported genuine leather sofa, closed his eyes, and felt a slight stinging pain between his brows.

Forcibly deducing and instilling the array diagram consumed more of his mental energy than he had anticipated. At this moment, he felt as if his mind was being pricked by countless fine needles, and the internal energy within his body was also slightly sluggish due to the array formation.

"Gurgle—"

An extremely untimely voice rang out in the quiet living room.

Qin Feng glanced down at his stomach and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Even if the body is completely transformed, it still needs to eat.

"Brother Feng, are you hungry?"

Su Qingxue, who had been huddled in the corner of the sofa and filled with guilt for her "one fall that sealed the fate of the world," suddenly sat up.

An eager light shone in her clear, large eyes.

"I'll go cook! You sit still, it'll be ready soon!"

Before Qin Feng could respond, she had already jogged towards the open kitchen.

Qin Feng looked at her slender back and smiled.

This girl probably really sees herself as a burden who causes trouble.

Su Qingxue opened the refrigerator.

However, the room was empty, containing only a bowl of noodles, two eggs, and a few wilted green vegetables in the corner.

Su Qingxue bit her lower lip, glanced back at Qin Feng, who looked slightly tired on the sofa, and a determination she had never shown before appeared in her eyes.

Even if all you have is dried noodles, you have to make them taste the best.

She pulled a pink floral apron from the closet—it belonged to the previous owner of the villa, and the lace trim still had the tag attached.

Su Qingxue put the apron around her neck and reached behind her to try to grab the two thin straps.

But because of the fall that bruised his elbow, he gasped in pain whenever he made a slightly larger movement. The strap slipped between his fingers several times but he couldn't get a firm grip. Instead, in his haste, he twisted the strap into a tight knot.

"fool."

A deep, magnetic voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Su Qingxue's body stiffened abruptly, and she was enveloped in a huge shadow.

Qin Feng had appeared behind her without her noticing.

After undergoing a marrow cleansing and bone-rejuvenating process, he not only grew to nearly 1.85 meters tall, but every inch of his muscles under his white shirt exuded a sculpted feel like marble.

A warm and powerful masculine aura, like a burst dam, suddenly engulfed Su Qingxue's slender figure.

"Brother Feng... I can do it..." Her voice was barely audible, and her cheeks quickly turned bright red.

"Don't move, let go."

Qin Feng stretched out his large hand and easily covered her flustered little hands.

Su Qingxue could feel that Qin Feng's fingertips had a thin layer of slightly rough calluses.

As it brushed against the back of her delicate hand, it sent a shiver down her spine.

Qin Feng lowered his head slightly, his chin almost touching the top of her head.

From his angle, he could clearly see Su Qingxue's swan-like, graceful, and fair neck, which was now flushed with an alluring pink.

He patiently untied the knot, his fingertips occasionally brushing against her slender waist, his movements neither hurried nor slow.

In this shadow filled with absolute oppression.

Su Qingxue felt as if her brain was lacking oxygen, and even her breathing became cautious. She could only hold tightly to the edge of the sink.

The two apron straps were straightened again and, under Qin Feng's nimble hands, tightly bound around her incredibly slender waist, tying them into a perfect bow.

"Alright." Qin Feng took a step back, his eyes clear.

That brief moment of tenderness was probably just a diversion in his life.

But in Su Qingxue's heart, fireworks had already exploded everywhere.

"Thank you... thank you, Brother Feng."

Like a rabbit fleeing for its life, she quickly turned around to face the stove.

Turn on the fire, heat the oil, and add the eggs.

"Sizzle—"

Smoke rose, and Su Qingxue's movements were awkward and clumsy.

As she chopped the scallions, the blade danced erratically on the wilted scallions, resulting in scallion segments of varying thickness, some even with roots still attached.

When adding salt, my hand trembled slightly, and I hurriedly poured in some water instead.

When pouring soy sauce, I accidentally spilled it all over the rim of the bowl.

The chaotic cooking process made Qin Feng want to cover his face.

Sure enough, one shouldn't have too high expectations for the cooking skills of this wealthy heiress with her tragic past. As long as she doesn't burn down the kitchen, he can swallow it all.

That's not right.

The porridge she cooked that day was so perfect, I thought she was a really good cook.

Is it just a coincidence?

Ten minutes later.

Two bowls of noodles, with extremely poor appearance, cloudy soup, and even fried eggs with charred edges due to excessive oil temperature, were served.

"Brother Feng, we're out of food at home... You'll have to make do with this for now."

Su Qingxue twisted the hem of her apron, staring at Qin Feng with some trepidation, much like a primary school student waiting for her exam papers to be graded.

Qin Feng smiled and picked up the bowl.

Out of habit, the moment he picked up his chopsticks, he instinctively activated his [Divine Eye for Observing Treasures].

He wanted to check if the noodles were cooked through, so the girl wouldn't get a stomachache.

However, the moment my gaze fell upon the bowl...

A row of small golden characters appeared:

[Item: Su's Clear Broth Noodles (Unique)]

[Quality: S-Grade Spiritual Diet]

[Ingredients: Inexpensive dried noodles, free-range eggs, and SSS-level Phoenix Life Blessing]

[Note: Although the cooking method is extremely clumsy, the creator, possessing the destiny of a supreme phoenix, triggered a "resonance of destiny" during the process. The proportions of salt, water, temperature, and time, amidst the chaos, achieved a golden ratio with a one in a billion probability.]

[Effect: Upon consumption, mental depletion is immediately restored, and physical strength recovery speed is increased by 50%, lasting for one hour.]

[Suggestion: This is God's gift; drink it all, even the broth.]

"cough……"

Qin Feng almost coughed up when the system said "God feeds us."

He stared at the bowl of noodles, his gaze shifting from doubt to deep shock.

This woman casually made a bowl of plain noodles that looked terrible, but the effect was better than any magic pill?

Is this the true value of SSS-level luck?

This isn't just about bringing good fortune to one's husband; it's like having a cheat code installed behind the scenes!

Qin Feng picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

I thought the saltiness would be uneven, but as soon as the noodles entered my mouth, an indescribable umami flavor exploded on my taste buds!

The salty and savory flavors, just as the system had said, truly reached a certain sensory peak.

"Gulp."

After taking a bite of noodles, Qin Feng's gaze sharpened.

A pure and gentle heat spread along the esophagus, and the previously parched spiritual energy became abundant as if it had been parched for a long time and then met with sweet rain.

My physical strength is also recovering rapidly.

This feeling was exhilarating, it went right to my core.

"Brother Feng...is it really that bad?"

Seeing Qin Feng's blank expression, the light in Su Qingxue's eyes quickly dimmed, and her tone was extremely disappointed, "I'm sorry, I really can't do anything right..."

"No."

Qin Feng suddenly looked up and quickly gulped down most of the bowl of noodles, soup and all.

Because of the vigorous movement, some soup was even accidentally smeared on his chin.

He let out a long sigh, his gaze towards Su Qingxue burning with an astonishing intensity.

"Qingxue, this is the best noodles I've ever eaten in my life, bar none."

Su Qingxue was stunned.

She saw that the approval in Qin Feng's eyes was not feigned; the immense happiness of being recognized shattered her long-held sense of inferiority.

"Really?" Her eyes sparkled again, and her nose tingled with emotion. "As long as Brother Feng doesn't mind... I... I want to make noodles for you for the rest of my life."

"it is good."

Qin Feng stared at her intently. "Then let's do this for life."

Su Qingxue blushed and lowered her head to start clearing the dishes.

When her fingertips touched the cheap porcelain bowl, she suddenly looked dazed, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Brother Feng, when I was pouring the salt just now, a very strange image suddenly flashed through my mind."

She stopped what she was doing, her jade-like fingers touching her brow. "It seems like a long, long time ago... someone in a very, very big golden kitchen, wearing an apron like this, cooked me noodles that tasted almost the same. But I can't remember who it was."

A golden kitchen?

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Could it be Su Qingxue's childhood bloodline memories?

"Maybe you can go back and see that kitchen again sometime."

Qin Feng stood up and walked to the window.

He could feel that his body had recovered to its best condition.

SSS-grade spiritual food, indeed, has remarkable effects!

Just then.

"clang--!"

The grandfather clock in the living room chimed softly.

It's midnight.