Chapter 187: My Turn to Show Off!

Chapter 187: My Turn to Show Off!

Changing his ID, he stared at the screen to wait for a response, but to no avail. Looking around, he exited the chat group and reported it for the spread of pornography.

Its worth a shot, he wondered, thinking of Jumeng. A goddess like Jumeng cannot be stopped by modern technology, so if they are the real thing, me reporting them should do nothing.

On the way home, he passed by the convenience store near the apartment and bought instant noodles, meat, eggs, tomatoes, a handful of chives, and two tubs of strawberry ice cream.

After leaving the store, he looked at the bag in his hand and shrugged.Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

A full meal plus dessert after all the bad things shes done, ah

He thought of his fathers secret recipe to cultivate the best-tasting instant noodles around town; he remembers that it sold nearly 300 bowls in a single night. High-quality, cheap prices are an easy recipe to attract customers.

Compared with those popular ramen recipes online, Yibei thinks that his fathers recipe still reigns supreme over those trends.

Ever since the nights grew longer, their sales at night were seriously affected, and his father died out of the blue.

I like being a chef, he thought as he walked back to the apartment.

Standing in front of the door, he took out the key and opened the door, calling out into the room.

Im back!

As soon as he opened the door and saw the scene in the room, he noticed an unusual smell and couldnt help but frown.

It was pitch black, and the apparitions who were used to greet him with enthusiasm were nowhere to be seen. In fact, something seemed to lurk in the darkness, awaiting his return.

That goddess was left alone the entire day! Shouldnt she be watching a shitty soap opera or something? Where is she?

However, her eyes felt normal, which means that there was no danger.

He peered outside his unit to confirm that it was his apartment unit when he heard a faint voice coming from the inside.

Youre back? Why did you leave me again?

Hearing the goddess, he felt like running out and just holing up for the night in some park.

The lights flickered on, and, in the corner of the room, he could see the apparitions huddled together as they shook their heads towards him apologetically.

As if they were telling him, We are victims too.

Yibei nodded towards them and looked at Jumeng, who was in the living room.

She stripped off her large T-shirt and put on her emerald robe and mask. She moved a chair and sat towards Yibei as she folded her hands together. Through the gaps in the mask, you could tell that she was slightly angry.

When Jumeng saw that her purported feasts were now instant noodles with some meat and some vegetables, her heart was full of disdain as she hovered into the kitchen, wondering what was so special about such cheap food.

However, when the fragrance hit her nostrils, she couldnt help but swallowthe fresh crisp of vegetables, the animal fat boiling in the soup, the fragrance of spices within the seasoning packets

But Im a goddess Im not going to eat something as cheap as this.

Sorry, something happened today, and this is all I can come up with. I hope you dont mind, he muttered, handing her a pot of noodles.

Okay! she smiled as she took the pot and lifted her mask to eat.

This tastes far worse than the offerings I get in my Garden.

I see.

And its not as good as that buffet place in the middle of town.

Mm-hmm.

And compared to the urban legend taverns longevity noodles, this is nothing.

I see, he nodded. Does it taste good?

It it does! She blurted out, and her eyes widened as she saw Yibei jump up from his seat.

Fantastic! Now that Ive made you your delicious food, wheres my potion? I thought we agreed on this!

About that

You havent done it yet, I assume?

Its in the process.

Sounds just like me whenever Im doing my thesis.

Tsk! she pouted as she put down her chopsticks and pointed outside. I told you its in the process! Its still processing on the balcony!

He frowned as he walked towards the balcony. Then he saw a piece of pure silver carved into the shape of a dish, and the dish was filled with moonlight.

Moonlight was the best term he could use to describe the substance in the dishdreamy, transcendent liquid rippling in the saucerand he felt hypnotised as he stared into the dish.

Isnt it beautiful? Jumeng boasted behind him with an emerald aura radiating off her. You showed off your cooking skills; now its time to show mine off!