My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 613 - 207: Department Task
The makeup artist’s whole face wrinkled up, somewhat doubting life as she pinched the palm of her hand, feeling that she shouldn’t keep having such strange and bizarre thoughts. While she was continuously "hypnotizing" herself, the conversation between Du Xixi and Sun Mulin didn’t stop; it was just becoming a bit more normal.
"Sis-in-law, just send more over. I’m going to do a guest spot for a film crew shortly, and I can offer them as a gift from you to the local deities, and let some familiar faces taste it." Sun Mulin coughed, one hand tousling his hair that hadn’t been sprayed with gel yet, the other resting on the armrest of the seat. "They really like you—being able to taste your cooking will certainly brighten their day."
"Do they like me?" Du Xixi’s eyes twinkled with joy, clearly being liked is something that made her feel quite happy. "Then I’ll definitely send more over, and thank them for liking me on my behalf."
Du Xixi considers herself an average person. It’s merely due to her identity that she receives so much respect and affection from others, which makes her feel somewhat "anxious." In the face of so much affection, she also hopes she can do better, making herself worthy of everyone’s admiration.
After chatting a bit more with Sun Mulin, the video call came to an end. Du Xixi also asked about Diwu Qian and the others. Apart from Mo Feng and Zhang Xiong who followed Ke Lian to the front lines, the other brothers were all on the main star of the Blue Star Empire. They were all very happy to receive Du Xixi’s "food gifts."
Victory Cakes were sent out by 2569, and Du Xixi received numerous replies on her Light Computer from people who had received the cakes. After confirming that this batch of Victory Cakes suited everyone’s tastes, Du Xixi breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether a dish can be passed down relies less on the flavor and more on the general acceptance by people—of course, good taste makes a dish easier to accept.
Real friends never really need to stand on ceremony; they accepted Du Xixi’s Victory Cake very quickly. Before dinner, Du Xixi also received small gifts from everyone. Though insignificant, they showed genuine heartfelt intentions.
For instance, Mo Ying gifted her a pair of small knitted shoes, presumably for the child in Du Xixi’s belly. Because the gender is uncertain, she chose a common light yellow, very cute.
Another example was Diwu Qian’s gift of a "Pregnancy Daily Life Guide," filled with matters to note from early pregnancy to postpartum, thick enough to be two of Du Xixi’s palm sizes.
Sun Mulin sent two shirts obviously meant for Yiyi and Er Er, flamboyant in style, much like Sun Mulin himself; Chen Yin sent over a vibrant flower in full bloom that Du Xixi did not recognize, placed strikingly on the windowsill, uplifting the mood just by looking at it; He Yuan and Chen Si gifted a pair of ceramic figures, presumably made by the two during their break, sweetly in love—not resembling Du Xixi and Ke Lian, but with a good omen...
Du Xixi carefully put away each gift, placing those usable within reach and others on the shelf. After integrating everyone’s gifts into her surroundings, Du Xixi nodded satisfied, getting up to sit by the dining table. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Nearly time for dinner, Ke Xing was tying bibs on the two children. Yiyi and Er Er were relatively well-behaved when eating, but given their young age, misusing spoon and chopsticks often led to spills, making bibs more convenient and hygienic.
Du Xixi helped tie Er Er’s bib and then said to Ke Xing, "I still have some Victory Cakes left. If Dad has any close acquaintances, we can send them over as snacks."
Quite a few Victory Cakes were made. Even though Du Xixi called in favors and coaxed Sun Mulin and others to take more, sending too many would lead to waste. So she only slightly increased the amount, leaving the kitchen still piled with quite a lot. Despite Ke Xing having eaten some, there were roughly thirty pieces remaining.
Du Xixi already sent some to the homes of friends who could be given gifts. For the remaining Victory Cakes, it was best to let Ke Xing, who has more friends, take care of them. Remembering how Ke Xing used to always have old friends to stroll with daily, even different each day, Du Xixi solemnly nodded: "I believe you can do it!"
