NOVEL WEB Chapter 99: Luncheon
Upon hearing this, Niamh was initially taken aback, then the realisation sunk in, she looked somewhat indignant.
She asked, "Do you think the soup I made is hard to drink?"
Bright's face seemed strange, shortly after he replied, "At least you have some self awareness."
"You!"
Immediately, this Niamh became so angry that she couldn't speak.
Next, she stomped her foot and said, "Fine! But don't you dare to drink it later!"
After she finished speaking, this Niamh got a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup and took a big gulp.
At the moment it entered her mouth, Niamh's face turned pale! After holding her mouth, she quickly ran into the bathroom and threw up.
Then, with a pale face, she leaned against the wall to get out of the bathroom.
"I..." Niamh looked at the little pot there, her heart still pounding. This soup, it was truly a matter of life and death.
At this, Bright shook his head dismissively. "Alright, why don't you sit here and rest a while, then join me for lunch later?"
"Um..." Niamh nodded absent mindedly.
Elaine, standing by the side, also spoke up. "Boss, should I have the servants start preparing the food?"
"No need." With a wave of his hand, Bright put away his phone and stood up.
"Today, I will personally take care of the cooking." Saying this, Bright took off his jacket and expertly rolled up his sleeves.
Hearing these words, Niamh was startled, and looked at Bright curiously. "You can cook too?"
"I know a thing or two." Bright responded.
Niamh curled her lip, saying, "Hmph~ really?"
Bright smiled an did not say a word.
In the past, he indeed did not know how to cook but after acquiring the 'God level cooking skill' through the reputation table, cooking became a piece of cake for him!
However, in the past, because there were servants like Elaine and others around, he simply was too lazy to cook.
But now, since Niamh decided to stay for a lunch, why not try his hand at cooking? Let's see how amazing this 'God level cooking skill' really was!
Having said that, Bright went into the kitchen and began to cook.
While Niamh sat on the sofa, scrolling through recipes on her mobile phone.
Her face filled with puzzlement. "But why? I merely added a few ingredients from this recipe, how could the soup I cooked be this awful?"
Listening to this, Elaine glanced at the recent on Niamh's cell phone, it was a recipe for black chicken ginseng soup. If it was done according to the normal recipe, there indeed would be no issues.
However... Niamh had added a bunch of tonics to it. It would be a miracle if there wasn't a problem.
Time slowly ticked by.
After more than half an hour had passed, the kitchen door was opened. All at once, a rich aroma diffused from inside the kitchen!
At this moment, the servants also started to serve the dishes.
Niamh sniffed her nose, then she turned her head to look around! In an instant, her eyes sparkled, saliva started to ooze.
Stir fried mutton with green onions, savory pan fried yellow fish... Shortly after, several dishes, one by one, were served to them.
There were a total of five dishes, each one teeming with color, aroma and flavor! The smell alone could make one drool.
Swallowing her saliva, Niamh looked at Bright in disbelief, asking, "Bright, did you cook all these dishes?"
"Who else could it be?" Bright indifferently responded.
As his words fell, Niamh was left speechless, utterly astonished.
"Alright, let's rush to eat the meal, otherwise if the food cools down later, it wouldn't taste as delicious." Bright said.
"Mm~hmm!" This Niamh already couldn't wait any longer. She quickly ran to the dinning table, sat down and began to feast.
After half an hour, Niamh was sprawled out on the chair rubbing her belly, without a shred of elegance left.
"Bright, the food you cook are way too delicious! You are certainly not just someone with a meager understanding of cooking." There, Niamh looked at him with a face full of resentment.
For this, Bright only smiled faintly.
And at this moment.
Suddenly, as if struck by some thought, Niamh turned to look at Bright and spoke up. "Oh right, Bright since your culinary skills are so superb, would you be willing to teach me how to cook?" She asked sincerely.
Truth be told, she was somewhat unsatisfied and had the urge to test her cooking skills by attempting to make a pot of black chicken soup for Bright.
Hearing her words, Bright pondered for a moment before responding. "Alright, if you want to learn, I can guide you step by step, I promise to teach you everything I know." Bright expressed with sincerity.
"Really?" Niamh blinked, her eyes lighting up in surprise.
"Of course, in the future, if you have time, just give a call." He replied.
"Can we start today?" At this point, Niamh seemed to be itching to give it a go.
"I'm afraid I can't today, I have something to do around three in the afternoon." Bright responded.
"Oh..." As for Niamh, she felt slightly disappointed.
"But if you don't mind, you could learn from sister Renato, her skills are quite good." Bright said.
Upon hearing Bright's words, a middle aged woman behind responded lightly to Niamh.
At the same time, she said, "Miss Robinson, if you don't mind, I could teach you a bit. Even though my skills are somewhat lacking compared to the boss."
Niamh was not particularly enthusiastic, but she nodded anyway.
The luncheon was thus concluded.
After a couple of rounds in the pool for digestion, it was about two thirty in the afternoon.
After changing into a new outfit, Bright finally took the keys to the lekan car and headed out.
Upon reaching the door, the security guard looked at Bright, he straightened up immediately.
With a look of absolute respect, "Mr John!"
"Hmm." Nodding his head, Bright looked around, then his gaze fell on a red colored super car near the entrance of this Villa area.
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