Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 223: Seaforth's Cooking Skills Revealed

In the second half of the night, Adjutant Qiu took over the duty and Sifos rested.

Looking at Sifos, who was sleeping soundly with his feet on the console, Adjutant Qiu's hands were ready to move.

He picked up the coat that was thrown aside and put it down again, picked it up again and put it down again... After repeating this several times, Adjutant Qiu sighed.

Although this guy is hateful, when I see the funny button mark on his face, I wonder why I should bother with a fool.

Never mind, at least his intention was good. It would be better if he didn't start.

When he woke up the next day, Sifos stretched himself, yawned and asked incoherently: "Where are we, ha~"

"It is estimated that it will take another five minutes to get out of the passage."

"Five minutes..."

Sivers rubbed his eyes, straightened his seat, slid to the control console, and paid close attention to the movement of the detector.

When the starship exited the space jump channel, Sifos immediately made adjustments on the console. He turned off the power assist system, turned off the space velocity monitoring system, lowered the parameters of the dynamic balance system from 3,000 to 200, lowered the oxygen concentration to the normal range, turned on the autopilot system, and set the coordinates...

"Let's go, move around, wash our faces, and have a bite."

Sifos walked into the bedroom lightly, fearing that his movements would wake up his wife who was still sleeping. When he finished washing and was about to go out, he saw his wife's angelic sleeping face. Sifos was forced to stare at her for ten seconds, and then pursed his lips unhappily.

After finally having a chance to spend time with his wife, he had something else to do, leaving his wife alone in the empty house.

After enduring it again and again, Sifos went up and hugged his wife tightly through the quilt. He took a deep breath of his wife's fragrance like a cat, then rubbed her again and again, kissed her hard twice, and only walked out feeling refreshed after hearing her cute (dissatisfied) mutterings.

The previous schedule on the starship was to have breakfast at eight o'clock and get up at seven-thirty.

It's only six o'clock now. Even Meilin and No. 7, who are responsible for making breakfast for everyone, won't get up so early.

Sifos went to the cold storage to get some ingredients and prepared to make some food for himself. He also made some for others.

Adjutant Qiu came in wiping his hair and was surprised to see him skillfully cutting tomatoes and beating eggs with one hand.

"Do you still have this skill?"

"Hehe, of course! A man from the Seaforth family must not have any shortcomings."

"Can it be eaten after it's cooked? It can't just look good, right? Don't blow up the starship later. I don't want to go swimming now." Adjutant Qiu said doubtfully.

He believed in Seaforth's ability to deal with any crisis, just as he believed in Seaforth's ability to get into trouble in other ways.

"What! What are you talking about?!" Sifos banged the basin loudly.

"Is cooking a difficult thing? It's a piece of cake for a genius like me, right?! Today I'll let you see my cooking skills, so don't let your eyes fall out later."

The more confident Sifos was, the more uncertain Adjutant Qiu became.

"Okay, don't try to show off. Just ask me for help if you need it. Although I'm not an expert in cooking, I still have some basic kitchen knowledge."

"...Get out! You're so annoying! You'll regret looking down on this perfect all-around man in front of you."

Adjutant Qiu walked out of the kitchen without looking back, with a disdainful "heh" laugh.

Sifos clenched his fists. He had originally planned to make some sandwiches, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and porridge. Now these ideas were completely overturned.

He will make those who underestimate him pay the price!

He went back to the cold storage to get more than a dozen ingredients and seasonings including eggs, salmon, avocado, beef, baking powder, etc. Sifos walked into the kitchen with high morale.

Forty minutes later, looking at the fruits of his labor, Sifos put his hands on his hips and smiled triumphantly, which even startled Meilin who had just entered the kitchen.

"Sir, y-how did you...did you do all this?"

"Yeah, how is it? Looks good, right?"

Meilin showed a look of shock and murmured, "Has the food I cooked become so unpalatable... Could it be that everyone was just pretending and all this was fake?"

Sifos frowned, "What are you imagining? I just happened to get up early and wanted to cook a meal for everyone. You get your share too."

"Mr. Seaforth..." Meilin turned from sadness to joy and cried out with emotion.

"Let's eat. I'll go wake them up." Sifos took off his apron and threw it to Meilin.

"Children! Get up and eat!"

"Dear~get up and eat~"

"Hey! The Wolfhards! Get up and eat!"

"Qiu! Come and see my masterpiece!"

……

Everyone opened their eyes in confusion and checked the time, which was forty minutes earlier than usual.

After getting up with great difficulty, a group of people came to the restaurant with a lot of questions in their minds.

Mrs. Seaforth smiled knowingly when she saw the dishes on the table. Others were still confused. They only realized what was going on when they heard Adjutant Qiu say to Seaforth in surprise, "You made all these by yourself? Without any help?"

"I told you I'm a great cook, but you didn't believe me."

"I've never seen you do it. Since you are so skilled, why do you insist on me doing it when you are on a business trip?" Adjutant Qiu narrowed his eyes.

"Well... that... I'm not good at cooking local ingredients. Um, everyone, eat it while it's hot! This beef pie is not as delicious when it's cold!"

Mrs. Seaforth smiled secretly, she knew her husband's character very well. He was usually the best at being lazy, he would not do anything if he could avoid it, he would push it to others if he could, he would rather put himself in a difficult position and not bother to do anything.

It must be a whim or some stimulation today.

It was also the first time that Xu Weiwei saw her father's craftsmanship, which was much more technically demanding than the fruit yogurt he made during the Chinese New Year.

There are tomato and ham crispy pizza, salmon Benedict eggs, beef pan-fried dumplings, vegetable porridge and soy milk... both Chinese and Western styles, dry and liquid ones are available.

Especially the pan-fried dumplings. Did her father start kneading the dough as soon as she left last night?