My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 647 - 218 Gourmet Experience Area_2

Ke Xing: People, you know, have to learn how to enjoy life.

Du Xixi chuckled slightly, although Ke Xing’s words were simple, they were quite true. If she were asked to warm up with a bowl of mutton soup on a hot summer day, she’d likely just throw the mutton soup on the ground right there.

Miao Miao said nothing, just sat beside seriously enjoying her meal. She hadn’t had Du Xixi’s homemade delicacies for quite a while; her food was either from the Blue Star University cafeteria or made by her home’s 2569. If you asked her, Du Xixi’s food was what she liked the best.

Miao Miao savored the last sip of mutton soup, rubbing her belly. Although she was full, her mouth still craved more. Her little tongue gently licked the little bit of juice at the corner of her mouth, her eyes inadvertently glanced towards the kitchen, yet she restrained herself quickly.

Eating too much could place a massive burden on the digestive system. Miao Miao had read quite a few books and knew a bit about medical matters, understanding that the bloating and discomfort were acceptable after overeating, but gastric inflammation and ulcers were torturous.

Miao Miao’s tail lightly swept behind her. Despite feeling a bit regrettable, she still believed it’s more important to care for her body. Resist the quick craving, gain lasting health!

After finishing this dinner composed of mutton soup, 2569 began cleaning the dishes, while Miao Miao went into the kitchen and packed a substantial bowl of mutton soup for Chen Yin in a gigantic container. She controlled the portion to ensure Chen Yin could eat it and be almost full.

As usual, delivering the mutton soup to the Imperial Palace was Jia Yi, who was quite adept at this task, and on the way, the container hardly shifted much in the bag, ensuring the mutton soup remained intact without a drop missing, laid in front of Chen Yin.

At this moment, he had just finished handling official business and was about to ask Rob to bring dinner over. Only breakfast and lunch were prepared punctually in the Imperial Palace for Chen Yin; dinner was crafted individually by Rob or other culinary robots because it was uncertain how late Chen Yin would be busy, and it shouldn’t keep the chefs waiting indefinitely.

Now that there’s mutton soup made by Du Xixi for dinner, Rob doesn’t need to fetch dinner. Chen Yin merely asked it to get his utensils, then took a box with one hand and opened the container with the other.

The container was modestly light-grey, bought initially by Ke Lian for her own use, but she was too busy ever to get a chance to use it, resulting in the container being left for Chen Yin, used several times for his meals since.

The light-grey container was brimming with mutton soup, filled with an abundance of meat, densely layered, with the essence-rich broth on top. Chen Yin poked it with chopsticks, but it took quite some effort to reach the bottom, leading him to giggle foolishly.

"Master, is there something wrong with this dish?" Rob asked as Chen Yin’s expression clearly didn’t suggest dissatisfaction, standing respectfully aside with a clean napkin ready to hand to Chen Yin for wiping his mouth anytime.

"Wrong? My future wife specifically packed this mutton soup for me; how could there be anything wrong?" Almost without guessing, Chen Yin knew this mutton soup was packed by Miao Miao, not by Du Xixi.

Others perhaps never noticed; Du Xixi had a minor habit when serving dishes or soup, which is putting a thin layer of broth at the bottom and then serving the food or meat on top. Moreover, she disliked compressing the dishes, believing it diminished aesthetics when tightly packed.

The 2569 robot also cared quite about aesthetics, paying extra attention during plating, sprinkling scallions evenly with prescribed proportions, indicating this large container of mutton soup wasn’t packed by 2569.

Ke Xing had to watch the children, couldn’t possibly pack mutton soup for him, hence narrowing down simply and easily to Miao Miao. Chen Yin tasted a piece of lamb trotter meat, his face lighting with happiness, touched by Miao Miao’s considerate gesture of packing plentiful meat.

Chen Yin took large bites, yet he chewed slowly. It seemed he wasn’t eating mutton soup but rather savoring Miao Miao’s affection toward him, causing Rob to urge him somewhat, saying, "The moonlight is nice tonight, the moonlight has already streamed in, and when the mutton soup was delivered earlier, there seemed to be a sunset."