Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

When I woke up the next morning, the soreness in my wrist had disappeared.

After she washed and changed her clothes, she saw two busy figures on the first floor. One was a servant, and the other was Ruolai.

Thinking of what he had promised her the day before, Jin Zhen couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips into a happy smile.

"Why has Ruolai been making breakfast lately?" Shen Tunan came out from the side and looked at Jinzhen. "Did you ask Ruolai to take time out to learn how to cook?"

Jin Zhen smiled a little awkwardly, but she knew how much her brother loved Ruolai.

Seeing Jin Zhen's expression, Shen Tunan couldn't help but feel sad.

Ruolai is a rare financial genius. He is usually not enough at work, and now his talent is being wasted by asking him to learn how to cook.

"Don't let Ruo do these things in the future. It's not like he can't afford servants. It will only waste his energy."

Shen Tunan couldn't understand why time was wasted on meaningless things. He learned to cook when he was studying abroad because the local servants didn't know how to cook local dishes and Ci Shu wasn't used to Western food, so he learned it.

Nowadays in China, if you are like me, you basically won’t go abroad for further studies. There is no point in studying this.

"Brother, you are being too nosy. If it is cooked for me and not for you, you don't have to eat it."

Jinzhen retorted that his brother shouldn't pick on his sister-in-law just because she was not at home.

"What a waste of talent," Shen Tunan said as he walked down the stairs, followed closely by Shen Jinzhen.

Seeing the two people coming down, Wei Ruolai also picked up the plate on the table and brought the fried eggs to Shen Jinzhen, "Come and try it, they said the runny ones are delicious."

Seeing that Ruolai really made the breakfast he wanted, Shen Jinzhen calmly sat at the dining table despite his brother's dissatisfied look, picked up the food with chopsticks, and started eating in small bites.

The skin is crispy and delicious, and the inside is also runny and tastes very good.

"Very good, brother, please try it. The fried eggs made by Ru Lai are really delicious."

Although Shen Tunan was dissatisfied, seeing Ruolai's expectant eyes and Jinzhen's relish in eating, he temporarily put aside his intention to continue criticizing Jinzhen and sat down to eat.

The food I made this time was really good and tasted great.

Seeing Ruolai still standing, Shen Jinzhen put down his chopsticks, walked over, and untied his apron, "Ruolai, sit down and eat, and taste your own cooking."

When she took Ruolai's hand, she suddenly saw some oil spots on her hand. She felt distressed and wanted to find burn ointment.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

Wei Ruolai pulled Jinzhen to sit at the dining table and tasted the fried eggs he made. They tasted better than he had imagined. However, he had burned several of them at the beginning and ate them secretly.

Jin Zhen's plan to let Wei Ruolai be the chef was terminated because she felt sorry for Ruolai getting injured while cooking.

Seeing Jinzhen not knowing what he was thinking, Shen Tunan spoke directly, "Jinzhen, I'll go to work soon, you and Ruolai can take care of it. The deposit has been paid in advance, and the bill will be sent to me when the time comes."

They don't have to worry about money, and they can add as much as they want to the design of the wedding dress.

"Okay, brother, just go ahead and do your work. Ruolai and I can handle these ourselves."

Shen Jinzhen is very concerned about his wedding, so he doesn't need to be reminded of these things separately.

As usual, Shen Tunan left directly after dinner. Jin Zhen and Ruolai sat on the sofa in the living room waiting for the design team to arrive.