Chapter 45 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

Chapter 45: Let's Eat Ifia had the previous cooking experience bonus, so using the frying pan again didn't feel unfamiliar to her. The only setback was her weakness, which prevented her from vigorously stirring the pot. She had to adapt to her current abilities, but thankfully, it didn't affect the taste of the dishes. While simmering the ribs in the pan, Ifia handled the other vegetables and spices. The process was a bit tedious, and she was too lazy to deal with the chef who looked at her disdainfully. So, she called her dear System to chat and pass the time. [System, I can complete the mission today. How's that? Pretty good, huh?] [Amelia is so good to me, caring so much. If Jessina knew she was being mentioned, she would surely be excited, but I won't tell her. Hehe!] [So annoying, why does that chef always look at me disdainfully as if showing off his nostrils?] Ifia grumbled for a while, but didn't hear a response from the System, leaving her feeling a bit disgruntled. It was always like this. You can never wake up someone pretending to be asleep. Just like how the System always played dumb unless it was about the mission, it usually remained elusive, truly a dismissive entity. As Ifia muttered to herself, the System, who she had called, remained silent, quietly glancing at the demons filling up the kitchen, not daring to make a sound, fearing being caught at any moment. When they were in the living room, the demons restrained themselves from getting too close to the villainous daughter due to fear, but now that she wasn't around, they let loose. Although they wouldn't get too close due to the demon's host carrying the Little Silver Sword, they curiously peered over the stove one by one. (Oh my, this human is making pork soup. How unappetizing!) (The taste of lamb must be stronger, but that unpalatable meat, pork, should be removed from the table. With so much fat in pork, humans are better to eat!) (I also think humans are better to eat, but this aroma is so inviting. It smells sweet, I want to have a bite.) (This dish is for the Master, are you daring to touch it?) As the demons bickered, Ifia paid no attention to the silent System as she quickly finished handling the ingredients. She walked to the stove and checked the fire, satisfied with the caramel color of the sweet and sour ribs. After these ribs were done, she just needed to make two more dishes. Instead of the main staple of bread served here, Ifia specifically found some rice! She had already steamed it before cooking, and by the time she finished everything else, it should be almost done. Fortunately, she had been curious about steaming rice before and had watched tutorials online and tried it herself; otherwise, she would be at a loss now. (Wow, it's even more fragrant. Even though it's pork, I want a bite.) (Forget it, just keep on smelling it. Once the dish is served, if you dare to approach like a snatcher, I'll knock your head off!) (No, I’ll catch a human who can cook another day and let her cook for me.) (What a hassle, let's just eat humans directly!) When the demons were all eagerly fixated, Jeff, the chef, who had been standing like a statue in the kitchen, had a look of shock on his face. He couldn't believe it as he stared at the ribs in the pan, his face filled with doubt. Initially, Jeff had been disdainful when he saw Ifia take out the pork. Compared to premium beef, pork was fatty, smelly, and had a terrible texture. Only impoverished commoners would eat such inferior meat. To make a dish from this kind of meat and present it to Miss Barren... this woman must be out of her mind! However, now he found it incredibly aromatic! Is this really made from pork??? Apart from the dominating flavor, the pork's bright and attractive color, as it simmered in the pot, resembled a beautiful painting, making it an irresistible sight. This was a perfect masterpiece!!! Just one dish of sweet and sour ribs completely astonished Jeff. Looking at Ifia again, he couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence in his eyes. Ifia couldn't help but curl her lips slightly; she hadn't expected to encounter Jessina version two. "Miss, your culinary skills are truly extraordinary. I have never seen such incredible craftsmanship!" "Your praise is too kind. These dishes come from the mysterious Eastern kingdom, and it was by chance that I learned about it. Unlike the main staple diet in the Sis Empire, the Eastern kingdom's main dishes consist of rice, steamed bread, and pancakes..." When Chef Jeff could sincerely and amiably communicate without looking down on others, Ifia didn't dwell too much on it. To pass the time, she began cooking and chatting with him. Later, bidding a reluctant farewell to Jeff, Ifia excitedly carried the finished dishes to the dining hall. Having previously informed the maids, Amelia had been waiting at the table. With one hand propping her chin, she curiously raised an eyebrow at the three silver-covered plates on the table. How mysterious. (Whimper, whimper, Your Highness, the human made such delicious dishes!) (Can we have a bite? If not, at least let us lick the plates!) As the aroma of the dishes lured the demons to the dining hall, their fear of getting close to Amelia made them stand on the side, whining and drooling, bringing disgrace upon the demons. Even the usually silent System was astonished. It never expected its dim-witted host to have this skill! Maybe in the future, it could try the approach of capturing a woman's heart through her stomach first! "Amelia, this was made especially for you! First, these are the sweet and sour ribs. The sweet taste is delicious!" Standing in front of the dining table, Ifia didn't let anyone else do the honors. She lifted the silver-covered plates, and the aroma of the sweet and sour ribs wafted through the air, making everyone feel a strong urge to dig in. Listening to Ifia’s enthusiastic recommendation, Amelia picked up the chopsticks without hesitation, skillfully picked up a rib, and took a cautious bite as Ifia looked on expectantly. After some slow chewing, Amelia didn't immediately respond. This made Ifia anxious; she was about to ask if it was good when Amelia calmly spoke, "It's delicious." Amelia always seemed composed, elegant, and unaffected by anything, which left Ifia feeling a little disheartened. It seemed the sweet and sour ribs didn't impress Amelia. But that was okay. There were other dishes! As Ifia thought so, Amelia's tail couldn't help but sway joyfully as she savored the delicious meal.