Chapter 138

None of the younger girls dared to say a word. They really tried their best—first time cooking with a wood-fired stove, who knew it’d be this complicated? Add the seasoning a second too late, and boom, everything’s burnt. Stir a bit too softly, and it turns into a sticky lump. Finally, Alexander casually picked up his chopsticks and reached for the half-raw dish. A faint grin flickered in Vivian’s eyes—smart guy. Better undercooked than burnt, at least your stomach won’t suffer as much. Burnt stuff? Tough to even swallow. Next to him, Jason and Julian stared helplessly, eyes glued to Alexander making the first move. Arghhhh, why couldn’t their sisters undercook instead of burn it to a crisp? Forget “good enough,” they’d settle for “not scorched”! But what was done was done. No use crying over burnt food. Jason and Julian accepted their fate, picked up their chopsticks, and shoved the food in with pinched faces. This meal felt more like a challenge on a survival show. Jessica and Sophia