"Honey, I want to eat this." Jiang Nuo chatted with Director Zhang and the others for a while, then directly ordered a few dishes for Mu Qiuniang to grill.
Hehe... his wife's cooking is the best!
Mu Qiuniang nodded, took some skewers of lamb, beef, and shrimp, and started grilling. Her fair and chubby little hands holding the small bamboo sticks were indeed very pleasing to the eye.
However, these hands really didn't look like they belonged to someone who does work!
Director Zhang couldn't help but say, "A big man like you isn't grilling for yourself and lets your wife do it? That's not right. In this setting, shouldn't you be taking care of your wife?"
"I want to take care of her, but I'm really not good at cooking, so I have to rely on my wife to treat me." Jiang Nuo shamelessly said, "Brother Zhang, you should try it later too."
"I'm too embarrassed to eat what your wife has worked hard to make for free."
"Hehehe... Don't fight with me for it later!"
...
Mu Qiuniang is a person who is especially focused when doing things. She seems particularly bad at multitasking. When she draws, she draws, becoming completely absorbed; when she cooks, she becomes oblivious to the sounds around her.
Shang Beibei and Leng Mengmeng finally got a chance to sit at the same table as the male god, so how could they sit still? They hurried to find topics to talk about just to catch his attention.
One was praising the movies he had been in, while the other mentioned the international awards he had won, making them worship him endlessly. Someone even asked if his handsome looks had a secret.
"It's natural, I can't help it," Jiang Nuo shrugged, looking helpless.
"Hehehe... The male god is indeed humorous," Shang Beibei's eyes sparkled, filled with admiration as she looked at Jiang Nuo.
Leng Mengmeng wasn't far behind, taking the skewer her manager handed over and offering it to Jiang Nuo: "Male god, you've been busy for so long. You must be hungry? Eat it while it's hot."
Jiang Nuo didn't stand on ceremony and took it.
Shang Beibei was a bit unhappy. Why didn't she think of that?
Leng Mengmeng was delighted: hehe, the male god took what she offered! Does the male god think she's more virtuous than his wife who only knows how to grill things?
Jiang Nuo handed it to Director Zhang: "Eat, Brother Zhang, don't say that as a brother, I didn't think of you." Meanwhile, he didn't forget to give everyone at the table a skewer each. He didn't leave any for himself or his wife.
He didn't think anything others grilled could taste as good as his wife's.
Leng Mengmeng, completely unaware it would turn out like this, was frustrated: How did this happen?!
Shang Beibei was pleased. The male god was indeed as gentlemanly as rumored!
Ye Xue sat there, looking at Leng Mengmeng and Shang Beibei with a bit of jealousy. Hmph! So gentlemanly with those two little vixens, why so cruel to her?
Liars! All liars! Hypocritical liars!
Looking again at Jiang Nuo's handsome face, she found her anger hard to swallow.
Hypocritical liars, no wonder he ended up with a wife who isn't that pretty, serves him right.
Hate it, one day she would expose his true nature!
Okay, this sour grapes mentality Ye Xue thoroughly enjoyed herself.
Mu Qiuniang finished grilling a portion of the skewers and handed them to Jiang Nuo.
"Honey, thank you for your hard work!" he said, giving her a quick kiss.
Mu Qiuniang glanced at him bashfully: There are people here; don't act recklessly.
Seeing his wife's look, a certain someone indicated: So is it okay to act recklessly once we get home?
Mu Qiuniang rolled her eyes.
"Oh, honey, you actually learned to roll your eyes." Jiang Nuo said in exaggerated surprise.
Mu Qiuniang: "..."
The onlookers felt like they had been showered with public displays of affection.
"Cough, cough, cough, we know you adore your wife, but this is in public. Can't you pay attention to your image, Jiang male god..." Director Zhang coughed a few times, teasingly.
"I love my wife openly and proudly," Jiang Nuo had no intention of holding back. Instead, he deliberately snuggled closer to Mu Qiuniang.
"Oh dear, I'm too old, I can't handle this..."
"Here, as compensation." Jiang Nuo gave him half of the grilled skewer, and not without emphasis said, "This was made by my wife. Not everyone gets to eat it."
"Haha!" Director Zhang replied, "What my wife makes, not everyone gets to eat either."
"But my wife's cooking is better than your wife's." Jiang Nuo said proudly.
Could he cover the skewer a little more? Director Zhang was a bit choked up as he took a bite.
With that bite, he was left stunned. Is this really made by a person?
Ah, pfft pfft, what he meant to say was, such delicious food doesn't seem like it was made by an ordinary person.
Could Jiang Nuo's wife really be a God of Cooking?!
The same grilled meat, others roasted ordinary pork, his wife was grilling dragon meat from the heavens, so savory and juicy.
Only at this time did he recall what his wife said about Jiang Nuo marrying a "God of Cooking" back home.
He thought she was exaggerating, but now he realized it was no exaggeration – it was the truth.
Without hesitation, Director Zhang devoured the rest, then greedily eyed the skewer in Jiang Nuo's hand like a wolf.
Jiang Nuo, experienced enough to know what was happening, quickly stuffed the remaining skewer into his mouth to prevent anyone from grabbing it.
Having no choice, Director Zhang could only turn to Mu Qiuniang: "Your skills are impressive, sis-in-law. Have you trained?"
"Mm." If reading some cookbooks counts, then indeed she has trained. Mu Qiuniang nodded.
"When you have time, come to my house. Ever since my wife saw you on TV, she's been thinking about you (accurately speaking, about her cooking skills, wondering if they are as amazing as they say on TV)." Director Zhang started chatting casually.
He figured that with Mu Qiuniang's amazing cooking skills, if he brought her home, maybe his wife could learn a thing or two, making him a huge profit.
Mu Qiuniang didn't casually agree but looked at Jiang Nuo: "This depends on whether he has the time."
"Relax, Xiao Jiang has plenty of time." Director Zhang decided on the spot, "After this movie finishes, you should come."
"Brother Zhang, shouldn't you ask me first?" Jiang Nuo complained.
She's my wife, okay? I haven't seen Director Zhang be so enthusiastic about inviting me over to his home before.
Director Zhang pretended not to see it, and seeing that the second batch of skewers that Mu Qiuniang grilled was almost ready, he took some without waiting for Jiang Nuo to speak.
Jiang Nuo hurriedly moved as well, worried that if he was too slow, others would take all the skewers.
And seeing him reach out, Director Zhang naturally became even more unrestrained, grabbing a few in one go, leaving him only a third.
Jiang Nuo was aggrieved: "Director Zhang, this is my wife's cooking."
"I know, your wife's skills are exceptional!" Director Zhang expressed his appreciation earnestly, "Xiao Jiang, you've married a good woman."
That's not what he meant, okay? It's fine to praise his wife, but could he not take his stuff? Jiang Nuo took all the remaining skewers.