Chapter 23

After Ji Mochen had calmed down, the game segment had already successfully ended. The final result was that Ji Mochen and Lin Yan had caught the same number of ingredients. They were originally going to have a playoff, but Ji Mochen, feeling heartache for his daughter, directly gave up, ranking second.

In the end, Ji Ruochu cried until her nose turned red and there were still tears in her eyes as she reluctantly pointed to a spicy chicken stewed with mushrooms and pork ribs dish. The remaining braised pork elbow was won by Lin Yan's family.

After that, each family went back to prepare dinner. Because he had a bountiful harvest, Ji Mochen had both hands full carrying ingredients and was unable to hug his daughter who had suffered great grievance.

Luckily, after crying, Ji Ruochu became quiet. At the moment, she was gnawing on a new sweet rice cake that only had filling.

What? You ask where the unpalatable outside went?

That was naturally taken care of by the main culprit, Ji Mochen. His daughter had suffered so much that eating a rice cake skin was nothing - even if he had to make the rice cakes from scratch on site, he would grit his teeth and do it.

As for Ji Ruochu after her big cry, although she had come out from the grip of her emotions, a child's emotions have too big of an impact. With every bite she took, she would involuntarily sob, making the livestream viewers call out that Ruo Ruo was being too pitiful and then go leave angry messages scolding Ji Mochen.

Luckily, with Ji Ruochu's thoughtful ingredient selections during the cooking segment, Ji Mochen's already decent cooking skills became even better.

The soft and sticky white rice, the reheated chicken soup was extremely fragrant. With the simple combination of three meat and vegetable dishes, father and daughter's dinner was settled.

As for the other livestreams, apart from Lin Yan, they were basically still in the stir frying stage.

"Ruo Ruo, time to eat. Let Dad take you to wash your hands?" Even though his daughter hadn't said a harsh word to him, when facing Ji Ruochu, Ji Mochen's already not strong aura became even lower.

"Okay~" Ji Ruochu's voice was soft and milky, without any traces of resentment.

However, when father and daughter started eating, everyone discovered that this observation had come too early - who said little milk babies don't hold grudges? It was just not the right time yet.

For example right now, while watching his daughter gobble down rice accompanied by vegetables and meat, occasionally taking a sip of soup to help it go down smoothy, Ji Mochen whose heart had turned into a complete mess for his daughter, picked up his chopsticks to grab her a chicken leg.

"Ruo Ruo, have a chicken leg. The chicken leg meat is really tasty."

The little one looked at the chicken leg in her bowl, wrinkled her brow, and rejected it: "Don't want to eat it~"

"Then what does Ruo Ruo want to eat?" Ji Mochen hurriedly moved the chicken leg his daughter had rejected into his own bowl, "Dad will grab it for you."

Ji Ruochu raised her little head, then stretched out her greenish-white little hand to point at the chicken feet that had been squeezed to the side of the pot, speaking firmly: "Eat this." Ji Mochen: ......

The bullet screen instantly went crazy with laughter.

【Hahahaha......】

【Ruo Ruo: Letting you kick me, now I'll eat you!】

【Although... that wasn't the chicken that kicked her, poor chicken.】

"Ruo Ruo, chicken feet don't have much nutrition. Let's eat something else, like this—"

Ji Ruochu: Stare.JPG

"Okay, okay! We'll eat this. Let Dad process it a bit for you first, alright?" Under his daughter's fierce milk-baby stare, Ji Mochen instantly surrendered.

After getting a bone cutting scissors from a staff member, Ji Mochen first removed all the bones from the chicken feet. Then he simply rinsed it off, added some soup, and continued stewing it on the stove.

"Chicken feet are hard to nibble on. Let Dad stew them soft for you first. Let's continue eating our meal for now, okay?" Ji Mochen continued discussing with his daughter.

Only then did Ji Ruochu reluctantly nod her head and continued eating her meal.

Old father Ji Mochen wiped the figurative cold sweat off his forehead. Good gracious, his daughter was so young yet had such a strong aura!