Chapter 435 — Guess Again
Years of Heartflutter · Page 2 of 2
"Yang Ce, come here and taste another dish. If you guess right, we'll let you eat!" Sun Jie said with a grin.
"Just eating? That's no fun at all!" Yang Ce shook his head. "You've all worn me out so much I've rather lost my appetite—I'm not even hungry anymore! If you promise me something else, I might consider reluctantly guessing one more time!"
"This… Yang Ce…" Sun Jie pressed the ample swell of her chest against him. "Good man… just guess one more time! At worst… at worst I'll give you anything you want—whatever you want, we'll do it…"
Yang Ce knew Sun Jie's powers of seduction were second to none, yet he still could hardly resist. "Then it's your word—whatever I say goes?"
"Of course! If you don't believe me, ask Qingqing!" Sun Jie shot Xiao Qing a meaningful glance.
Though Xiao Qing had no wish to join Sun Jie in her foolishness, she also found it hard to believe Yang Ce could guess who had made the other dishes with no clues at all. So she could only smile and nod in assent. "Xiaojie's meaning is my meaning…"
"All right then!" Yang Ce nodded. "One more guess!"
With that, Yang Ce picked up his chopsticks and placed them on a dish of pan-fried tofu. It was a very ordinary home-style dish, yet not at all easy to cook well! Fry the tofu too long and it burns; fry it too briefly and it's too watery and unpalatable.
And the sauce, poured over the fried tofu at the end, was a challenge in itself. First, the flavor of the broth had to be right; second, the timing had to be precise—too long, and the tofu's surface would go soft; too short, and it wouldn't absorb the flavor…
So Yang Ce had chosen this rather difficult dish to put into his mouth.
This time, having heeded Sun Jie's words, the women all put on expressions of utter indifference, as though it had nothing to do with them, and avoided looking at Yang Ce.
Yang Ce had long since seen through the women's scheme, so he paid it no mind—he already had a plan in his heart.
Suddenly, Yang Ce furrowed his brow, his expression turning ugly in an instant! He picked up a drink from the table and took a sip. "This tofu… what's wrong with this tofu…"
Zhou Yanning was alarmed, looking at Yang Mo at a loss. This pan-fried tofu was her own work, but she had tasted it specially after cooking, and it had been quite good. Why did Yang Ce make such a face after eating it? As if it were unbearably salty? Could there have been salt crystals that hadn't dissolved?
Seeing Zhou Yanning's expression, Sun Jie inwardly cried, Not good! She finally understood Yang Ce's trick—never mind Zhou Yanning, even she had nearly fallen for it!