Time passed by slowly, and lunchtime arrived with perfect timing. Noah had already sent Ethan the address of his new house, and his aunt's family was making their way over for the celebratory meal.
Ring-Ring.
The doorbell chimed at exactly the right moment. Noah and Alan had just finished preparing their elaborate feast, the kitchen filled with aromatic evidence of their collaborative cooking efforts.
On his way to the door, Noah smiled at the notification that appeared before him a minute ago.
[Your Cooking skill has reached level 3!]
It seemed like his cooking for his dad earlier, and cooking with him had paid its dues not only in filial piety but also in evolving his skill.
Noah opened the door to find Aunt Mei's family waiting with warm smiles and obvious curiosity about his new living situation.
"Noah!" Aunt Mei exclaimed, immediately stepping inside whilst checking the house with obvious approval. "This place is beautiful! Congratulations on your business success!"
