Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 1928 - 1932: Another Treasure Gained

Although Yun Jue didn’t eat last night, perhaps due to his injury, he originally had no appetite at all.

But seeing the dishes in the food box that were as exquisite as artwork and smelling the enticing aroma, his appetite was suddenly aroused.

Yun Jue is a refined young man. Even when injured and lacking mobility, he still managed to wash up and sit properly at the dining table to eat.

After a few bites, he nodded repeatedly and called out to Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei: "Uncle, Auntie, try it. It’s just as delicious as the food Bohe makes, but with a different taste."

Ye Xingbei said, "You eat. You’re the one injured, so eat more to recover faster."

Although there were four small dishes in the food box, the portions were not large, and it was just about enough for Yun Jue alone.

"I see there’s a kitchen here, right? How about I cook for you now? Freshly cooked food tastes better!" Muu Qingwan said, "The hotel room I’m staying in doesn’t have a kitchen. What I made was using the hotel’s kitchen, and their food box is so small it can only hold a little bit. Besides, bringing food over from there affects the taste, whereas freshly cooked food is better."

"Freshly cooked is better?" Yun Jue looked up at Muu Qingwan, his eyes sparkling.

He’s a complete foodie.

The happiest person was him when his uncle found Bohe to cook at the Gu Family, as he could have different meals every day.

His uncle cared about his grandpa’s health, keeping Bohe at the Gu Family mansion to cook for his grandpa.

If not for that reason, he would have insisted his uncle bring Bohe out of the house to cook.

He used to think Bohe’s cooking was better than any restaurant food he had ever tasted.

But after eating Muu Qingwan’s dishes today, he felt that her cooking was even better than Bohe’s.

It’s not that Bohe’s culinary skills are inferior to Muu Qingwan’s; it’s just that his taste aligns with his father.

His father, being from the South, preferred sweeter tastes.

Guu Bohe excelled in Northern cuisine, which is saltier.

He once asked Guu Bohe to try making sweeter dishes, but they never tasted as good as her salty ones.

Guu Bohe explained that her family’s culinary tradition is Northern cuisine, and she’s studied it since childhood. She can cook Southern dishes too but always misses the mark with the heat.

She said that the same ingredients could yield different flavors with different chefs because it’s all about the "heat."

The amount of ingredients and the duration—a slight error would make a huge difference in taste.

He didn’t understand these big principles, but after a few bites of what Muu Qingwan cooked, he knew she must be skilled in Southern cuisine.

Besides liking sweet food, he also liked spicy food.

Suddenly he had an idea... he hoped that one day, his uncle could gather all three major cuisines.

Salty, sweet, spicy.

For every flavor in the cuisine, if there were a top chef at home, he would definitely... eat himself to death!

But even if he died from overeating, he’d die without regrets!

Seeing Yun Jue looking at her with sparkling eyes, obviously very interested, Muu Qingwan felt much more at ease.

She still didn’t know who these people were, but they were staying in the most expensive standalone villa in the estate, and everyone was dressed elegantly and had an extraordinary aura, clearly from high society.

She was really afraid Yun Jue wouldn’t think much of her cooking.

What she had, these people had too.

Besides cooking something delicious to help Yun Jue nourish his body, Muu Qingwan really didn’t know how else to repay them.