Chapter 260 - When I Should Be Confident, I Never Have Stage Fright (1/2)

The meal Yun Xi served was so appetizing that even the butler couldn’t help but compliment it.

Jingdu braised ribs, ca.s.serole potatoes, sauteed potato, green peppers, and eggplant, boiled beef, braised baby cabbage in broth… It was home cooking that emphasized local Jingdu characteristics.

Mu Feichi was surprised. He was astonished that his little rascal was even more impressive than he’d thought.

After wiping her hands on her ap.r.o.n, Yun Xi stood to the side, took a pair of chopsticks, and handed them to Mu Feichi. She wanted him to taste the food.

“My culinary skills are only average, so you will just have to tolerate them.”

Mu Feichi sat down and tasted every dish, when his eyes finally fell on the sauteed potato, green peppers, and eggplant.

It didn’t look fancy, but the taste reminded him of his mother.

The chef they’d had at home was a veteran chef from Jingdu, and he sizzled the dishes in heavy sauces in accordance with tradition, and Yun Xi had done it exactly right.

It was just as his mother had cooked back in the day. He could find barely any difference in terms of taste.

“Does it taste bad?” Upon seeing his stunned expression, Yun Xi looked at the butler with a guilty expression on her face.

But the butler understood what was going on, and he simply smiled as he shook his head at Yun Xi.

This dish was Young Marshal Mu’s favorite dish. The Mu family had used this dish to test out chefs during the hiring process.

The butler took the chopsticks and tasted it. This taste…he hadn’t tasted anything like it for many years.

Putting down his chopsticks, he nodded at Yun Xi and gave her a thumbs-up.

Mu Feichi snapped back to reality and coughed slightly, then he said in a slightly hoa.r.s.e voice, “Sit down and eat.”

Yun Xi suddenly remembered that when she was picking out the vegetables, the butler had said that this dish was Mu Feichi’s favorite and that Madame Chongli used to make it for him when she was alive.

Upon seeing that he hadn’t said anything critical, she guessed that he was probably moved by the taste of the dish.

“If it tastes delicious, eat more.” Yun Xi moved the dish in front of Mu Feichi.

Mu Feichi raised his eyes, and they gleamed mysteriously as his thin lips curled up into a faint smile. It seemed as if she had exposed his most inner thoughts.

He frowned. “I didn’t say whether it was delicious or not, so why are you so confident in your culinary skills?”

Yun Xi raised her eyebrows. “When I should be confident, I never have stage fright.”

“Very good! I hope you can be just as confident at the banquet this evening.”