Chapter 4 This Was Not Made by Aunt Sun

After coming back from the dead, Ji Chenxing has become much more open-minded.

In the Ji family’s kitchen, Ji Chenxing’s porridge was already cooked.

"Let it boil for another ten minutes, Xueqing. Watch here. In ten minutes, add the vegetables I just cut."

Ji Chenxing was like a skilled chef. While giving instructions, he poured the batter mixed with egg liquid into the pan.

There was a thin layer of oil in the frying pan. Ji Chenxing pushed the batter, and it gradually formed a thin pancake.

The aroma of green onion leaves also spread through this layer of pancake, instantly arousing the appetite of the hungry people in the kitchen.

"It's so simple, but it can make such delicious food?" Wen Ya, who never goes into the kitchen, seemed to have discovered something interesting.

A few minutes later, a small basket of pancakes and several bowls of vegetable porridge were served on the table.

Ji Chenxing took off his apron and sat at the dining table with Wen Ya and Ji Xueyao, "Let's eat first."

She was still wearing that new Chinese-style ancient costume, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she looked calm and relieved.

Vegetable porridge, scallion pancakes, and a simple dish of stir-fried vegetables, the fast-paced life becomes slow and comfortable because of this simple meal.

After they had finished their breakfast, Wen Ya looked at the remaining soup and cakes on the table and said, "Chen Xing, did we cook too much today? Why haven't we finished it yet?"

Ji Chenxing pointed upstairs and said, "Did you really not feel that there was one less person at the table just now?"

[The Ji family’s live broadcast is still pleasing to the eyes. I didn’t notice it just now, but Ji Chenxing is so beautiful. And her temperament is like the heroine who walked out of an ancient novel.]

[Wait a minute, which one is the real daughter and which one is the fake daughter? Isn't it said that the real daughter is crazy? I see that her mental state is much more stable than the fake daughter.]

[After comparing them carefully, it seems that Qi Ziyan’s meal was too sumptuous, which was a bit unrealistic.]

[The Qi family has so much breakfast, it would be a waste if they can't finish it, and I saw Qi Le didn't eat anything except the fried eggs]

[It must be too tiring for Mama Qi to prepare these breakfasts every day. She makes the dumplings and wontons by herself. Even a strong mother can’t make them like this every day.]

[Hahahahahaha, Ji Yunfan is so arrogant outside, but he is so invisible at home? He can even be left behind for a meal]

[Ji Yunfan: I have become what I am now, no one at this table is innocent]

[However, Ji Yunfan should hate Ji Chenxing very much. Does he eat the food cooked by Ji Chenxing? ]

Although Ji Chenxing went back to the second floor, he did not call Ji Yunfan to eat.

She is not the kind of person who likes to curry favor with someone who doesn't like her. Since Ji Yunfan doesn't like her, she won't take the initiative to please Ji Yunfan.

However, when passing by Ji Yunfan's room, Ji Chenxing heard the sound of music coming from the door.

It was a very bold song. When Ji Chenxing heard it, he remembered the sound of horse hooves, the neighing of war horses, thousands of soldiers shouting to the sky, and the rumbling drums calling for an advance on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, Ji Yunfan had never personally experienced such a battlefield, and some of his lyrics were forced to express sorrow, which could not keep up with the artistic conception of the song.

After a moment, Ji Chenxing shook his head and left the door of Ji Yunfan's room.

After Wen Ya brought a set of tea sets, Ji Chenxing began to make tea.

She sat on the balcony extending from the second floor, moving slowly and gracefully. The window was full of greenery, so leisurely that it reminded people of the artistic conception of "leisurely seeing Nanshan".

[I just had a little crush on Ji Chenxing but now it’s gone. I admit that she looks good in this pose, but it’s just a live broadcast, there’s no need to pose like this, right? ]

[She came back from the countryside. Which rural people would drink Kung Fu tea after breakfast like the ancient people?]

[This little girl's method of brewing tea is naturally skillful. I think she really loves drinking tea. There is no need to argue about this... Wait a minute, this method of brewing tea is a bit strange and yet so familiar. Isn't this the missing pages in the ancient tea book that I have been studying for ten years! ]

At first, no one paid attention to this long comment.

It was not until the program team edited the live clip of Ji Chenxing making tea into a video in response to this comment that everyone realized the seriousness of the matter. The person who posted this comment turned out to be a professor of the History Department of Imperial University!
The netizen who had just criticized Ji Chenxing for posing for the photo immediately apologized.

[I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that my sister is actually an expert]

[I was judging others by my own standards. It turns out that this is not a staged photo. This is how my sister really lives.]

[Sister is so beautiful, every frame can be used as wallpaper. If every ancient idol drama is shot like this, how come I don’t follow the drama until now]

[Such an elegant lifestyle, is this what a wealthy family should be like?]

At this moment, Ji Chenxing had no idea that the online comments had undergone a drastic change.

She made and drank tea just like she did when she was in the general's mansion, but she didn't know that things had completely turned around and she had become a sight on the Internet.

On the first floor, under the guidance of Wen Ya, Ji Yunfan went downstairs to eat.

The vegetable porridge was still warm, and the scallion pancakes were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an enticing aroma.

Before reaching the table, Ji Yunfan could already smell the fragrance.

"Auntie Sun's cooking skills have finally improved." Ji Yunfan sat down at the dining table, "Wouldn't it be better if she made cakes with this flavor earlier? I don't know why she had to be so obsessed with carrots."

The scallion pancake was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the vegetable porridge was light and delicious. Ji Yunfan was at the age of growing up, so he ate two bowls directly.

[Auntie Sun: I didn’t cook today, why are people praising me for my progress? ]

[Just now I was standing at my sister's door, asking her not to embarrass herself, but in just a few minutes, I'm already eating the meal she made]

[I am dying of laughter. Ji Yunfan, just eat it. You won’t say anything later.]

[I want to rush into the screen and tell Ji Yunfan that today's breakfast was made by Ji Chenxing. Let's see if he still wants to eat it.]

[To be honest, the music that Ji Yunfan sang just now was really nice, but it was a pity that I only listened to a snippet]

[When will Ji Yunfan release another album? I am looking forward to it. In fact, apart from his bad temper, Ji Yunfan is really likable]

"How is it? It's delicious, isn't it?" Wen Ya was playing with her phone at the dining table and said shamelessly: "Don't think we forgot about you. In fact, we kept it for you."

Ji Yunfan was eating, but suddenly stopped talking when he heard Wen Ya's words.

"Mom, has Ji Chenxing eaten?"

Wen Ya held her cell phone, but her eyes were on the scallion pancake in Ji Yunfan's hand, with an expression as if she didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter? Now you know how to care about your sister?" Wen Ya teased Ji Yunfan.

"Who cares about her? She's a lunatic." Ji Yunfan took a big bite of the cake. "But we can't let her starve to death in our house, can we?"

Ji Yunfan looks cool and handsome. If people didn't know that he is the young master of the Ji family, he would definitely be regarded as a hooligan if he was seen on the street.

"You just sound hard on the outside but are soft on the inside." Wen Ya put away her phone, "But you don't have to leave breakfast for Chen Xing."

Ji Yunfan looked up, his eyes filled with doubt, "Do you really want to starve her to death?"

"What are you talking about?" Wen Ya was so angry that she laughed. She pointed at the cake in Ji Yunfan's hand and said, "Today's breakfast was made by Chen Xing. That's why I said there's no need to save any for Chen Xing. She's already eaten and is making tea on the second floor."

"Ah?" Now it was Ji Yunfan's turn to be stunned.

"Mom, you said this breakfast was not made by Aunt Sun, but by Ji Chenxing?
"She's still making tea. Why is she making tea? She's a lunatic. Isn't she afraid of scalding herself?"

Ji Yunfan looked at the porridge and bread, and for a moment he didn't know whether to eat it or not.

(End of this chapter)