The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 108 - 105: The Trouble with Fish Tails

Bok Choy was refreshing and delicious, and the golden, tangy potato strips were extremely appetizing; simply dipping the boiled river shrimp in that special sauce made everyone almost want to swallow their tongues. fгeewebnovёl.com

A plump crucian carp disappeared in the blink of an eye off one side.

Not only that, the river shrimp and fish, containing subtle amounts of energy, were very slowly filling up everyone’s energy groups within their bellies.

[Wall’s Spiderman status bonus successful! (Duration 48 hours)]

[Strength Points +6 status bonus successful! (Duration 72 hours)]

Everyone but Su Niang, their minds unconsciously recalled the alert sound.

"What? Spiderman?" Jianxiong’s hand stopped stuffing his mouth, and he lifted his round face from his bowl, his lips smeared with several grains of rice.

"Yeah."

Although feeling a bit embarrassed, Su Mo nodded anyway, and two strands of green timers popped up above their heads, with the word ’Spiderman’ particularly glaring; fortunately, only she could see them.

"What’s that?" Li Qian was a bit puzzled, he had also eaten bok choy, and now his palm began to itch a little, he put down his chopsticks and spread his palm out in front of him.

"A bit itchy," Zhao Changsheng and Jianxiong said at the same time, both men lowering their heads to look at the palms of their hands.

"Ah?" Su Mo paused, "No way? Itchy palms?"

She quickly looked up at Lu Chen, only to see the man also frowning and looking at his own palm.

Aside from Su Niang, who wore a clueless expression, everyone else seemed affected. What exactly was this effect?

Su Mo herself tried a bite of the bok choy. Soon after, her hand also began to itch, intensely, as if something was breaking through her palm.

"A hangnail?" Jianxiong was the first to notice something off, his voice even trembling a bit, "Spiderman’s...hangnail?"

Their palms, some fast and some slow, sprouted dense, short white-fuzzy barbs with tiny sharp tips.

Jianxiong tried putting his palm down on the table. With the strength bonus from the crucian carp, he actually managed to lift the table by sticking his palm to it.

"Holy crap! Sis! I’ve become Spiderman!" He quickly put his hand down, excited, to prevent the dishes on the table from flipping over.

Su Mo also saw the dense patch of barbs growing in her palm. She tried squeezing her hand; besides a bit of itchiness, there was no other change. If someone didn’t look closely, they wouldn’t even notice the barbs on their hands.

"Momo, honestly, you’re an alien here to save humanity, right?" Zhao Changsheng marveled as she looked at her own hand, even trying to stick her chopsticks to it, and they indeed clung to her palm.

"I definitely don’t have such grand ambitions. Let’s just eat," Su Mo quickly regained her composure, after all, the appearance of her God Chef System was already peculiar enough, no more bizarre skill bonuses would surprise her.

Lu Chen lowered his head to feel the barbs in his palm, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating normally.

Jianxong, though, was not so lucky; his whole hand stuck to the table, and he didn’t know how to remove it at the moment. "Sis... how do I get this off?"

"Just learn from Spiderman," Su Mo winked at him, tapping her chest with her chopstick. "Feel it with your heart."

Just like she said, the barbs in the palm could be controlled by the owner’s thoughts, and after Jianxiong’s hand was freed, he looked at Su Mo with almost a worshipping gaze.

"Let’s eat," Lu Chen said coldly, picking up a chopstick-full of fish meat and placing it in Su Mo’s bowl.

She flashed him a big smile and started eating heartily.

"Zhao Changsheng, are you a pig? Eating so much!" Jianxiong jabbed his chopsticks into the tail of the crucian carp, competing with Zhao Changsheng.

"I grabbed it first!" Zhao Changsheng’s body emitted crackling electric currents, his hair almost standing on end.

Just for that fish tail, the two fought uncontrollably, their chopsticks clashing in the air above the tail on the plate, causing Su Mo to helplessly glance at the tail, thinking to herself that she had to make at least two next time.

Lu Chen noticed her look at the tail, and his slender fingers swiftly attacked with his chopsticks, directly securing the tail and placing it in Su Mo’s bowl.

"Here, you eat," he said as he pulled back his chopsticks, resting them on the table and looking at her indifferently.

Seeing the fish tail in Su Mo’s bowl, Jianxiong immediately withdrew his hand, looking magnanimous, "Little sister, if you wanted to eat it, you should have just said so, I would have definitely given it to you."

"Momo, so you eat fish tails too," Zhao Changsheng flirted with a wink, retracting his chopsticks without further contest.

Su Mo: "...."

Could she say she didn’t actually want the fish tail?

She looked up at Lu Chen, deciding it was better to give him face, and took a bite of the tail with her chopsticks, "Mm..."

"My Momo looks so cute even when eating a fish tail," Zhao Changsheng put down his chopsticks, resting his chin on his hand as he watched her, his face filled with infatuation.

What was she going to do if she couldn’t eat anymore...

Little did Su Mo know, because of that one decision, she was about to be responsible for fish tails at every major dinner table over the next year.

The rice in the rice cooker was completely polished off by the few of them, except for Su Mo and Su Niang, the rest of them starting with three bowls of rice each, even sopping up all the soup left in the dishes with their rice.

Jianxiong rubbed his stomach and slumped into his chair, "It would be great if we could eat like this every day."

Li Qian savored the taste in his mouth, his eyes shining bright behind his glasses.

Su Niang gathered the dishes and took them to the kitchen while Lu Chen followed to help, freezing a bucket of ice cubes in water for washing.

"Later, I will make all these dishes so we can eat them on the road," Su Mo said cheerfully, leaning back in her chair.

"There’s no need to spoil their taste buds," Lu Chen walked out of the kitchen, his palm resting on the top of her head, rubbing it as he looked at Jianxiong with displeasure, "Missing a few meals won’t kill them."

Jianxiong’s massive body shuddered, and he immediately stood up from his chair, running into the kitchen, "I’ll go help Su Niang."

Su Mo pulled down the hand from her head, smiling playfully at his stoic face, "I can’t stand eating just bread and biscuits every day either."

She stood up, moved closer to him, and whispered, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

The man flicked her forehead, causing Su Mo to hold her forehead and glare at him huffily as she sidestepped to walk away; just then, she heard his faint response from behind.

"Hmm."

Su Mo stopped in her tracks, a blush crawling up her cheeks; she patted her face, trying to suppress her rising grin.

"Su Mo girl, there’s a steamer here!" Su Niang, after washing the dishes and tidying up, exclaimed in surprise, discovering a household stainless steel steamer in the cabinet above the gas stove.

Su Mo immediately turned around, chased Jianxiong out of the kitchen, and entered, "Then we can make steamed buns for breakfast."

"Lu Chen, we still have meat, right?" she said brightly, looking at Lu Chen who was standing outside the kitchen.

The man nodded, and with a thought, half a bag of pork chunks appeared on the dining table, still emitting a cool chill.