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When Pei Yuening pushed open the door, the kitchen helper who was tidying up was startled.

"Young...Young Master?"

"Get out," Pei Yuening said.

The kitchen helper paused for a moment, then quickly put down the dishcloth in his hand and ran out.

Pei Yuening closed the door.

He stood in front of the kitchen counter, looking at the neatly arranged spice bottles and ingredients, and took a deep breath.

"OK, the first step to winning a man's heart is to win his stomach."

He should be thankful that the people in this other world have never had a good life, otherwise, as a good-for-nothing, he would have absolutely no advantage if he wanted to seduce Luo Ren.

do not care.

Pei Yuening rolled up her sleeves and walked around the kitchen.

Perhaps because we came in openly today, the ingredients looked more appealing than when we sneaked in late last night.

So, what should we do?

On the shelf were various spices he couldn't name, and in the earthenware jars were pickled meats of unknown origin.

Chinese food? Sure, but there was a big banquet just today, and Luo Ren probably won't be able to eat it.

Western food? No way, it's hard for people to notice it at a glance.

So it really has to be dessert, right?

Pei Yuening thought for a moment and finally decided—

Let's make a cake!

But it's not a French dessert that's so complicated that it requires piping and several layers of filling.

That would take too much time, and he wasn't sure what the temper of the magic stone furnace in this world would be like.

What he wants to do is the most basic, the most classic, the kind that will never go wrong.

Rich cheesecake.

No need for complicated decorations, no need for abnormally precise temperature control.

As long as the ingredients are good, the cheese mixture is blended finely enough, and the heat is controlled properly, it will be the most delicious.

Just do it.

Pei Yuening found the butter in the storage area and melted it in a double boiler.

Cream cheese is different; it's fine at room temperature.

Pei Yuening stirred the mixture with a wooden spoon, her arm muscles directing the force and angle faster than her brain.

Add the eggs one at a time, stirring until each egg is fully incorporated before adding the next.

Add the sugar in three batches, beating until smooth and free of lumps each time.

He didn't have an electric mixer; he relied entirely on his hand speed.

Fortunately, although the original owner had zero magic power, this body had surprisingly good wrist strength.

He probably developed that skill from smashing plates every day.

When the cake batter was poured into the mold, Pei Yuening smoothed the surface with a spatula and gently tapped it twice on the countertop to release any large air bubbles.

Then comes baking.

He had already studied the "oven" of this world yesterday.

They are slightly different, but the principle is similar.

It's just that the electricity has been replaced with magic stones; it's basically a cast iron cabinet embedded in a brick stove.

Surprisingly, the temperature control was even more precise than the electric oven from my previous life.

Magic is truly amazing.

He put the mold in, closed the door, and set the timer.

Then I leaned against the counter and started to space out.

The time spent waiting for the cake to bake is the most nerve-wracking moment in baking.

Pei Yuening stared at the cast iron cabinet door, his mind uncontrollably replaying the scenes from the banquet.

Luo Ren's eyes, Luo Ren's jawline, the curve of Luo Ren's shoulders and back when he wore military uniform.

And there are also the full muscles hidden under the dress.

"Hehehehehehe..."

Pei Yuening couldn't help but giggle, and when she came to her senses, she quickly wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"No," he exclaimed, startled, "what am I doing...?"

It's not like he's never seen a handsome guy before.

What kind of male bodhisattvas haven't I seen when I was scrolling through short videos?

Eastern, Western, mixed-race, aloof, wild—big data understands his aesthetic preferences better than he does himself.

He thought he had long since become immune to the concept of "good-looking".

But Luo Ren is different; it's not a problem with his face.

Well, okay, that face is definitely a big problem.

But what was even more fatal was the natural, unconscious aristocratic air that person exuded when he stood there.

He doesn't think he's particularly good-looking or special; he's just unknowingly handsome.

It was precisely this lack of self-awareness that made Pei Yuening feel that the little deer in her heart had suddenly become very lucky.

He really wanted to ask himself if making this outrageous decision was simply a matter of getting revenge on Ollie...

There must have been some hidden agenda involved...

Yes, that's right. Okay, sure.

With a "ding," the magic stone furnace automatically stopped heating.

Pei Yuening came to her senses, and the suspicious blush on her face faded a little.

He put on thick heat-resistant gloves and took the mold out of the furnace.

The entire kitchen was instantly filled with a rich aroma of caramel and butter.

The cake has a beautiful golden-yellow surface with slightly browned edges and a natural crack in the middle—a hallmark of a rich cheesecake, proving it was baked to perfection.

Pei Yuening placed the mold on the cooling rack, took off her gloves, and took a deep breath: "Wow, it smells so good!"

He bent down, brought the sniff closer, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

This is the taste!

The irresistible sweet aroma produced when butter, cream cheese, eggs, and sugar undergo a Maillard reaction at high temperatures.

In his past life, every time he baked a cake, the whole hallway could smell it, and the neighbor's kids would cry with envy.

Pei Yuening straightened up, preparing to find a food box to pack the cake.

Let's put it in the storage cabinet first. It's not appropriate to deliver things right after being kicked out by Ollie today.

However, at that moment, something suddenly flew in through the slightly ajar window.

It was as fast as the great flight he had created in his past life.

Before Pei Yuening could even turn her head to see what it was, it had already plunged headfirst into the freshly baked cake.

With a "plop" sound, a small dent appeared on the surface of the cake, and crumbs flew everywhere.

The unidentified object was completely embedded in the soft surface of the cheesecake, with only a pair of translucent, cicada-wing-like things fluttering outside, causing cake crumbs to scatter all over the table.

Pei Yuening froze.

He looked down at his cake.

The cake he had meticulously crafted, the one he intended to use to seduce the Empire's God of War—now had an unidentified creature on it.

"..."

His mind went blank for half a second, then he was overwhelmed by a huge pang of heartache.

"My cake!!!"

Pei Yuening quickly reached out, pinched the little thing's nape with two fingers, and carefully lifted it out of the cake.

It struggled a couple of times, its two short legs flapping in the air, its hands still tightly clutching a piece of cake crumb bigger than its head, its cheeks stuffed up like a hamster's.

The translucent wings were covered in golden cake crumbs, which fluttered and splattered all over his face.

Pei Yuening stared into those large, wet, emerald-green eyes for a second, and instantly realized what they were.

Flower Fairy.

Healing familiar.

The rarest, most difficult to tame, and most demanding familiar in the empire in terms of magical affinity—without exception.

The original work clearly states that the number of people in the empire who can attract flower fairies can be counted on one hand, and they are all great healers.

For example, Ryan later rose to fame by gaining the approval of the flower fairies.

That happened after his magic power broke through to A-level.

And Pei Yuening.

The entire department is useless.

Magic power is zero.

A flower fairy was lured in through the window using a freshly baked cake.