Nantianmen Project: Starting from Love Apartment

When everyone heard Hu Yifei's voice, their faces instantly became solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Zeng Xiaoxian was the most exaggerated. He hugged the sofa pillow tightly, muttering to himself in horror: "What is coming has finally come. What should I do? Who can save me?"

As he spoke, his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Lu Ziqiao standing by was equally nervous. He stared towards the kitchen, his throat moving up and down unconsciously, as if he wanted to swallow something but was having difficulty.

Lu Zhanbo stretched out his slightly trembling hands and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

Lin Wanyu and Chen Meijia huddled together, seeking comfort from each other.

Guan Gu Shenqi, who had always been an atheist, didn't care about these things at the moment. He made the sign of the cross on his chest, muttered to Jesus for protection, and prayed secretly that he would be safe after the meal.

However, Xiao Jie at this moment had a look of suspicion on his face, and he felt very puzzled as he looked at the panicked people around him.

So he went straight to the kitchen to check the situation and carefully examined the dishes made by Hu Yifei. After a look, Xiao Jie muttered to himself: "Hmm... It looks quite appetizing. How can it be as scary as they say?"

The words were full of doubt and confusion.

With a look of suspicion, Xiao Jie picked up the dish in front of him, carefully brought it to the table, then turned around and continued to serve other dishes.

Hu Yifei took off the apron tied around her waist and casually hung it on a hook beside her. Then she turned around and found that everyone was standing there like sculptures, motionless.

She frowned and shouted to everyone in confusion:

"Hey! What are you all doing standing there like idiots? Come over here and have your meal!"

When Chen Meijia heard what Hu Yifei said, she muttered in panic: "Oh, what should we do now? She asked us to come over for dinner."

"You'll die sooner or later, let's go." Lu Ziqiao forced himself to calm down and walked slowly towards the dining table.

The others looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then followed Lu Ziqiao slowly towards the dining table.

After everyone was seated, Hu Yifei looked at them without any movement and asked curiously:

"Hey, what's wrong with you today? You all just sit there without moving your chopsticks. Aren't you usually pretty crazy?"

At this moment, everyone was thinking to themselves: "Humph, that depends on who usually cooks."

However, they only dared to think about this in their hearts and never said it out loud.

Xiao Jie saw that no one was brave enough to be the first to taste the dish, so he had no choice but to set an example by picking up the chopsticks and reaching for the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the middle.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Jie, as if he was not going to pick up food, but to complete a difficult and dangerous task.

There was admiration in their eyes.

Under Hu Yifei's expectant eyes and the admiring gaze of everyone, Xiao Jie slowly put an egg into his mouth and savored it carefully.

At first, there was a hint of relaxation on his face, but gradually, his brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Hu Yifei's heart immediately hung in the air, and she asked nervously: "How is it? Is it not delicious?"

Xiao Jie didn't say anything, but lowered his head and spit out a small piece of eggshell. Then, he raised his head and said, "Yi Fei, did you accidentally knock an eggshell into the dish when you were cooking?"

Hu Yifei heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then asked, "Besides this, how does it taste?"

"Well... actually the taste is okay, but there's a little too much sugar, so it feels a bit too sweet." Xiao Jie answered truthfully.

Hearing this, Hu Yifei finally felt relieved and relaxed.

However, the other people present looked at Xiao Jie with an expression of disbelief, as if they could not understand why he thought the dish tasted okay.

"Xiao Jie, is there something wrong with your tongue?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked with a worried look on his face.

"No, what's wrong?" Xiao Jie was confused and responded in confusion.

"Then how could you say something like 'it tastes good'?" Zeng Xiaoxian continued.

"Hey, Zeng Xiaoxian, what do you mean?" Hu Yifei, who was sitting next to him, suddenly became dissatisfied and asked with his eyes wide open.

"It really tastes good. If you don't believe me, you can try it." Xiao Jie looked at everyone and explained seriously.

"real or fake?"

Everyone had an expression of disbelief on their faces and stared at Xiao Jie.

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself." Xiao Jie spread his hands helplessly.

"I want to see if it's really as delicious as you say." Lu Ziqiao took the lead and picked up a piece of egg with chopsticks and put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. As time passed, his originally calm expression gradually changed, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Hmm... it really is! Although it's not as good as what Xiao Jie made, at least it's edible."

Lu Ziqiao savored the food in his mouth while making his comments.

After hearing what Lu Ziqiao said, others also picked up their chopsticks and reached for the food in front of them.

"Really? It tastes really good." Chen Meijia took a bite of the vegetables and exclaimed in surprise.

"Not bad, Hu Yifei, your cooking skills have improved." Zeng Xiaoxian praised after tasting the food.

"I told you it would open your eyes." Hu Yifei said proudly.

"Fei Fei, how did you do that?" Lin Wanyu also tasted it and asked curiously.

"As long as you are willing to work hard, there is nothing that is impossible to accomplish. After all, nothing is difficult for one who sets his mind to it. Ever since I let you taste my unique 'dark cuisine' last time, which caused everyone to have diarrhea, I have learned my lesson and made up my mind to delve into cooking skills. So, at school, whenever I have free time, I will watch some food-making videos online, and sometimes I will go to watch the school's cooking elective courses. Over time, my cooking skills have improved rapidly." Hu Yifei explained proudly.

"You are really worthy of being Yifei." Guan Gu Shenqi praised.

"But, sister, one thing about you hasn't changed." Lu Zhanbo suddenly said.

"What hasn't changed?" Hu Yifei looked at Lu Zhanbo puzzledly.

"Sister, your habit of washing the pot before cooking has not changed." Lu Zhanbo took a piece of steel wire out of his mouth.

"It's a problem with the quality of the steel wool, not my problem." Hu Yifei said embarrassedly.

"Then this manicure is also the manicurist's problem?" Lu Ziqiao said as he picked up a manicure from the rice.

"No wonder it disappeared. It turned out it fell off when I was washing rice." Hu Yifei muttered to herself as she looked at the manicure that Lu Ziqiao was holding up.

"What do you say?"

"Oh nothing."

"Okay, okay, these are all small things. At least it's a happy thing that Yifei's cooking skills have improved, right? Let's ignore these small details and happily taste the dishes made by Yifei. After eating, go back to your rooms, have a good sleep, and then get up early tomorrow morning to go traveling happily." Xiao Jie said quickly.

When everyone heard what Xiao Jie said, they nodded involuntarily, and then ate happily.

Xiao Jie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone had quieted down, and then joined the group of people eating.

After a while, everyone was full and after digesting the food a little, they washed the dishes together.

Then we sat on the sofa and chatted for a while, and then went back to our rooms.

Xiao Jie returned to 3603, took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, then walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower, blew his hair dry and went to bed.