Chapter 350 - Chapter 350: A Bad Chef

Chapter 350: A Bad Chef

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The drawing was almost complete. Everyone chatted as they wrapped up.

“Feifei, your mother’s cooking smells so good.” Tutu was envious. He didn’t even have a mother anymore.

“I agree!” said Li Zekai. “Ms. Lin’s cooking is…”

He stared at the camera and sighed. “I can’t say it aloud here.”

“Auntie Nannan’s food is quite delicious too! But I still like eating other people’s food. Hahaha…”

Doudou sighed.

“My mom is also not very good at cooking,” she said as she leaned against the table.

Everyone looked at her.

Doudou spread out her hands in defeat. “Whenever my grandmother sees my mother going into the kitchen, she will lock the kitchen door. She is horrible at cooking, but she still insists on doing it.”

“My house once caught fire because of my mom’s cooking,” added Doudou.

“What?!” Wheatley was shocked. “Isn’t that dangerous?”

“Yeah, that’s why we have several fire extinguishers in the kitchen, in case my mom… cooks again.”

The number of viewers increased.

[Li Meng is a writer for the Penguin Group. She bears a heavy burden, especially since her daughter is tearing her down online. Hahaha…]

[Check Li Meng’s profile. It’s all about food and cooking. Hahaha…]

[I thought a great writer would be a good cook, but it turns out she’s a bad chef.]

[Who says you have to be good at something to like it? I like playing piano, but I am horrible at it. Still, I have fun trying to play it.]

[Li Meng is very gifted when it comes to writing. I’ve read almost all of her books. They are very well-written.]

“Hahaha…” The children laughed heartily.

“When she cooks, we have to eat it. She’ll say she put so much effort in cooking and if we don’t eat it, she’ll take it as disrespect,” said Doudou as she laughed along.

[A moral manipulation.]

[Does Doudou eat it anyway?]

[Looking at Doudou’s desperate look, she must have eaten it.]

[Hahaha… even her grandma can’t stand it and locks the kitchen.]

At Doudou’s home, Li Meng was still considering the angle for the livestream.

She was a writer with a million fans on Penguin. She wrote at least six thousand words a day, and her longest book was over ten million words.

It was challenging to be a published writer associated with Penguin. The fact that Li Meng did it was a testament to her literary progress. She was a well-read woman.

With a mother like that, it wasn’t hard to imagine that Doudou was so articulate in expressing her thoughts.

[Li Meng, your daughter is complaining about you in another livestream room.

[She said that your cooking is terrible and that you almost burnt the house down once. She also said that her grandmother locks the kitchen door to keep you out. Also, you seem to have many fire extinguishers in the kitchen.] [She also said you insist on cooking, even if you’re not good at it.]

[Li Meng, do you really love cooking that much?]

Li Meng glanced at the comments and sighed. ‘This child…’

She took out her spare phone and switched to Feifei’s livestream room.

“My mom never sticks to one cuisine. She always tries to make new things, which is good. But my stomach suffers,” said Doudou.

[Li Meng, you should pay attention to safety. You are on par with Lin Wan when it comes to bad cooking. Maybe you both should have a cook-off!]

[Some people just can’t cook, no matter how much they try.]

[Cooking is very simple. You just need to know the basics.]

[Nowadays, there are so many restaurants serving various cuisines. People’s palates have already been spoiled. I think simple food no longer satisfies people.]

[They are called picky eaters! We had horrible food in the past. Only those who lived through that time will understand what a luxury it is to have the kinds of food we have today.]

[No need to argue. That was in the past. Now, it’s different. People are indeed picky about the food they eat. There is nothing wrong with that.]

[Li Meng has a book called “Master Chefs of the World.” I wonder if it’s based on her own experiences.]

[Is it about a chef who loves cooking but can’t cook for sh*t?]

[Doudou is really bold. Isn’t she afraid that her mom will spank her little butt later?]

When Doudou narrated stories of cooking disasters in her house, Li Zekai felt that Lin Wan was indeed much better.

“Auntie Lin also likes to cook, but the taste… is strange. She hasn’t burned down the kitchen, though.”

“My mom’s cooking is delicious,” Feifei proudly said.

“My mom tried to learn from chefs. Whenever she finds time, she will pester some poor chef to teach her to cook. After some Michelin chefs ate two of her dishes, they declared that they would never take another apprentice ever again,” said Doudou.

[Hahaha… Doudou is such a harsh critic. At least give Li Meng the benefit of the doubt.]

Li Meng couldn’t stand it anymore. Her daughter was usually quiet and shy, but today, she was hellbent on destroying her reputation. She had to stop Doudou somehow.

Li Meng wore her shoes and hurried to Feifei’s house. [Is Li Meng going to beat up Doudou?]

[Quickly… go to Feifei’s livestream and warn Doudou.]

At Feifei’s livestream, the number of viewers increased.

[Doudou, your mom knows that you’re talking about her bad cooking. She’s coming over. Hide!]

[The children aren’t looking at the comments. They’re still complaining about their mother’s cooking.]

[Oh no! Li Meng is almost there. You can see that she is very angry.]

[Doudou, does your mom hit you? You’re in trouble.]

[I don’t think she’ll hit Doudou for such a small thing. Children’s words carry no weight. They just like to fool around.]

[Why do I like Li Meng even more after listening to this?]

[Me too! Maybe because Doudou knows how to spin a story.]

“Pei Doudou,” called Li Meng as she stood at the entrance of Feifei’s courtyard.

She glared at her daughter.

Doudou froze. She hid behind Li Zekai. “My mom is here!”

“Pei Doudou, come out here now! Who did you say burned down the kitchen again?”

“No!” Doudou said. “Auntie Tao, please save me!”

Tao Jingyuan came out of the kitchen and saw Li Meng at the courtyard gate.

Li Meng walked to Tao Jingyuan. She squeezed out a friendly smile. “Hello, Ms.

Tao.”

“Hello, Ms. Li.”

“I’m so sorry. Doudou had been spouting nonsense. I apologize if she has caused you trouble,” said Tao Jingyuan.

“No, no. Doudou is adorable. She gets along well with the other children. She is no trouble at all. Lunch will be ready soon. These children are eating with us.

Why don’t you join us?”

Li Meng could smell the aroma of the food wafting out of the kitchen. She could smell cheese, potatoes, corn, garlic, etc. All of those were her favorites..