72: Chapter 72 Bai Shiwei: I'll cook for my husband more often from now on!

When Fang Zhuo returned to his residence.

The flat, over 180 square meters in size, was filled with a strange smell of food. Compared to before, the burnt smell was gone, but Fang Zhuo couldn't quite put his finger on what was so strange about it.

In the kitchen, Bai Shiwei was wearing an apron, her spatula swinging with great vigor, creating a series of 'clang' sounds.

"Husband~ you're back! How was it, did you clear the 'Heaven-Reaching Tower' smoothly?"

"It was alright, I barely broke the record."

Fang Zhuo walked over and looked at the wok from behind Bai Shiwei, only to see the beast meat covered in a massive amount of sauce. He finally understood why the smell was so strange.

"That's amazing!" Bai Shiwei praised. However, she knew Fang Zhuo's strength inside out and had expected this, so her attention was currently on her wok. She looked at Fang Zhuo with anticipation in her beautiful eyes: "Want to try some?"

"No rush, let's wait for Sister Lan to arrive." Fang Zhuo immediately walked to the bathroom, not forgetting to gulp down a large bottle of water on the way. Just consider it quenching his thirst in advance...

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After Fang Zhuo finished his shower and came out in clean clothes, the doorbell rang.

Bai Shiwei trotted over in her slippers, 'tap, tap, tap', and opened the door, saying enthusiastically: "Sister Lan, come in and wash your hands, dinner is almost ready. Thank you so much for your help with my father's matter last time!"

"You're welcome." Sister Lan had a kind smile on her face and let Bai Shiwei pull her along. She just greeted Fang Zhuo and didn't rush to strike up a conversation. After Fang Zhuo refreshed the record for the first level of the 'Heaven-Reaching Tower' and the combat power rankings updated accordingly, she had even more patience.

"Here, let me get you some chopsticks, Sister Lan." Bai Shiwei bustled about in her apron, truly the image of a virtuous wife and mother who could handle both the parlor and the kitchen. "Hurry and try it, this is the result of a week of special research!"

"Alright, thank you for your hard work, little sister Bai." Sister Lan smiled and picked up a piece of beast meat, placing it in her bowl. She didn't look at it closely, instead observing Bai Shiwei, thinking about how to build a closer relationship. Since she was determined to recruit Fang Zhuo into the Supervision Department, getting on good terms with Bai Shiwei was definitely the right move. In her view, any promised conditions were not as effective as Bai Shiwei putting in a good word for her later.

"Speaking of which, little sister Bai, you are truly virtuous. You can cook, and your own martial arts talent is great. I see your Life Level is already close to level 30, right?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you signed a genius contract with another group early on, coming to our Starry Sky Group to sign an A-grade genius contract would have been more than enough." Sister Lan complimented her with slight exaggeration.

Bai Shiwei felt a bit embarrassed and blushed: "It's not as good as you say, Sister Lan. Actually, my martial arts talent is just above average."

In terms of Martial Aspect alone, the Heaven-Swallowing Python was indeed top-tier genius level. But her comprehension was only at a medium level, and her training in Body Control lagged far behind top geniuses. Not to mention the even more difficult practice of secret manuals!

"But my cooking skills are indeed passable." Bai Shiwei changed the subject, a look of pride in her beautiful eyes, lifting her chin: "Let's eat, it won't taste as good if it gets cold!"

Fang Zhuo had been silent on the side, but upon hearing this, his body stiffened. He picked up the smallest piece of beast meat with his chopsticks and placed it in his bowl.

"Alright, let's eat first, we can't let little sister Bai's kind intentions go to waste." Sister Lan said with a chuckle. She picked up the meat and put it into her mouth.

The moment the meat touched her tongue, her taste buds went numb... it was sickeningly salty, mixed with the unremoved gamey smell of the beast meat, and also interlaced with a dry, overcooked taste. Sister Lan's brows furrowed tightly. She wanted to spit it out, but it wouldn't be polite to do so.

"How is it?" Bai Shiwei's beautiful eyes shone, looking at Sister Lan with full anticipation.

"Hmm... not bad. Little sister Bai's cooking is indeed passable; you are truly beautiful and skilled with your hands. Fang Zhuo is a lucky man." Sister Lan's expression was slightly stiff, but she calmly swallowed the meat in her mouth. She was just about to pick up her bowl, preparing to down a bowl of white rice and then quickly set it down to avoid being served more by Bai Shiwei.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shiwei was one step faster than her. "Sister Lan, you really know how to talk... marrying Fang Zhuo, actually, I'm the one who is luckier." As Bai Shiwei said this, she used a large spoon to scoop a big helping of beast meat and dumped it into Sister Lan's bowl.

"Eat more, this is 30-level beast meat that Fang Zhuo specifically told me to buy. It was freshly slaughtered, is rich in nutrients, and tastes great too."

"..." Sister Lan's expression completely collapsed, and she looked at Fang Zhuo as if for help. Fang Zhuo pretended not to see. At a time like this, he couldn't bring trouble upon himself! His wife Bai Shiwei was great in every way—her looks, figure, personality, and talent were all top-notch—except for the fact that she didn't have a correct perception of her own cooking skills.

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Ten minutes later. Sister Lan had drunk half a bucket of water and finally managed to swallow down the large bowl of beast meat. She hurriedly squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying and said: "Little sister Bai, I'm really full!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Shiwei couldn't continue adding food to her plate, so she turned to look at Fang Zhuo, who had been silent all along. Oh no! Fang Zhuo withdrew his gloating gaze, his brain working at high speed.

Ding-dong~ Just then, the doorbell rang. Fang Zhuo hurriedly got up: "I'll go open the door."

"Hello, Fang Zhuo." Standing outside the door was a woman with a fine figure. She was wearing a red and white cheongsam, smiling, and waved: "I am from the group's Commercial Department. Is it convenient to talk for a moment now?"

"Sure." Having had Sister Lan from the Supervision Department visit first, Fang Zhuo roughly knew what the other party was here for; it was highly likely she was also recruiting for after the one-year training period.

"Please come in, haven't eaten yet, right?" Fang Zhuo smiled. "Thank you, I have already eaten." "It's fine, have a little more. Let's eat first, then we'll talk."

The woman from the Commercial Department was a bit confused. What kind of strange request was this? Or was he just being overly hospitable?

At the dining table, seeing another person had arrived, Bai Shiwei, who had been worried that the big pot of food she had worked so hard to prepare wouldn't be finished, immediately rose happily and fetched a new set of bowls and chopsticks. She then served the woman from the Commercial Department a large bowl full of beast meat.

"Thank you." The woman from the Commercial Department smiled at Bai Shiwei. Sister Lan crossed her arms over her chest. Although she had been a bit unhappy to see the Commercial Department coming to snatch someone, she now forcibly suppressed it and observed the other party with great interest.

"Pfft..." The woman from the Commercial Department almost spat out her first bite, but remembering the task the manager had assigned her, she forced it down. She looked at Fang Zhuo with resentful eyes, finally understanding what that phrase 'eat first, then talk' meant.

Ten minutes later, the woman from the Commercial Department put down her bowl and said: "Thank you for your hospitality, Miss Bai. I'm full, your cooking is truly excellent." After paying a compliment, she hurriedly looked at Fang Zhuo: "Fang Zhuo, our Commercial Department has the strongest financial resources in the group, and our benefits are the best among all departments!"

"If you choose us in a year, the manager also said that all work duties can be waived, and you can focus on your cultivation."

Before Fang Zhuo could speak, Sister Lan first snorted coldly: "The Commercial Department has the best benefits? Heh, that's false advertising! Go ask the group's martial artists, which one of them doesn't say the Supervision Department is better?"

"Bullshit!" "Your Supervision Department only knows how to steal from the very people you're supposed to be watching and line your own pockets, and you have the nerve to call that benefits?" The woman from the Commercial Department retorted harshly.

Just as the two women were about to start arguing, another guest arrived. "Fang Zhuo! I've heard much about you. I've come to see you this time mainly to chat about your department choice after a year. My Logistics Department is definitely the most suitable for you!"

"No problem, haven't eaten yet, right? Have something to eat before we chat." Fang Zhuo said with a smile. He enthusiastically pulled this person from the Logistics Department into the house and personally poured out all the remaining beast meat from the pot.

Another ten minutes later, the man from the Logistics Department put down his empty bowl and first smiled at Bai Shiwei: "Sister-in-law, great cooking!" Bai Shiwei nodded with a smile, in quite a good mood. She looked at the empty pot; this was the first time dishes she had made had been completely eaten by others. It seems her cooking skills really had improved a lot! In the future, she should cook more for her husband!