Without a second thought, Fu Ye purchased the Super God-level Chef Experience Deluxe Set from the system mall.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on successfully integrating the Super God-level Chef Experience Deluxe Set. Integration successful!]
As countless memories flooded his mind, Fu Ye glanced back at the fruits and vegetables, a complete plan already forming in his thoughts.
However, he found it hard to adjust to the God of Food's slender build. After all, he was originally 1.85 meters tall; disguising himself as the God of Food had shaved off five centimeters, leaving him with an indescribably uncomfortable feeling.
"Aoki Sacred Fruit, cherry tomatoes, and..."
Drawing on his system-acquired knowledge of the Divine Realm, Fu Ye swiftly retrieved some divine beast meat from another location.
In the current Divine Realm, aside from a few divine beasts that retained their intelligence, livestock such as chickens, ducks, and geese were raised freely, much like on the mortal continent, to provide meat for the gods. Blessed with immortal energy, however, their meat was far more delicious.
Today, Fu Ye prepared steak, salad, fresh fruits and vegetables, and some potent fruit wine.
The God of Food was a second-tier god, and his territory was quite spacious. His residence resembled a medium-sized manor, with a flower garden planted by the Nine-Colored Goddess in the front and a vegetable garden tended by the God of Food himself in the back.
At this moment, the Nine-Colored Goddess, Luo Yan'er, was contentedly watering the flowers. Her eyes, outlined with a faint fluorescence, sparkled with delight as she gazed at the blossoms.
Suddenly, a familiar warmth pressed against her back, and a well-known aura gently enveloped her.
"Hmph, you scoundrel! If you don't cook for me soon, I'm going to get angry," the Nine-Colored Goddess declared with a proud lift of her chin, well aware that the man holding her was her husband.
"My little goddess is so domineering, and I adore it," Fu Ye whispered softly into her ear before playfully nibbling on her earlobe.
"Ah! You're so wicked!"
A strange sensation shot through her, and the Nine-Colored Goddess's cheeks flushed crimson all the way to her ears. Though they were an old married couple, this was the first time he had greeted her in such a manner.
"Darling, wait just a moment. The food will be ready soon."
When it came to coaxing women, he could be considered the grandmaster of the entire Douluo Continent. But this was his first encounter with the Nine-Colored Goddess. How to put it? Fu Ye felt she possessed an indescribable charm.
Her cheeks still burning, the Nine-Colored Goddess turned her head to watch the God of Food enter the room. For some reason, she sensed something different about her husband today, though she couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
Yet, as she observed Fu Ye preparing the meal with serious dedication, a light flickered in her eyes, followed by a trace of helplessness.
Her husband was perfect in every way… except for that one aspect.
At this thought, the Nine-Colored Goddess sighed inwardly. Her husband was aware of his… inadequacy in that area and tried to compensate in other ways. But after hundreds of years of such a life, she felt she was nearly going mad.
She had once vaguely inquired with the Goddess of Life about this matter, only to be told it was incurable.
A quarter of an hour later, Fu Ye had finished cooking.
The dishes were exquisitely plated. The freshly squeezed, low-alcohol fruit wine was sweet and refreshing, and the magical fruit platter, glazed with a crystalline jam, looked utterly delectable.
Gazing out at the starry expanse beyond—for the God Realm knew no true day or night, only an endless, dazzling galaxy—Fu Ye spread out a gorgeous red cloth and lit several sentimental candles.
After completing these preparations, he walked softly out the door, bent down, and scooped up the Nine-Colored Goddess, who was still lost in thought in the flower garden.
"Ah! You scoundrel! Why do you have to walk so silently?" she cried out in surprise, recognizing the familiar presence, her words more affectionate than true reproach.
"My heart aches for my wife, that's all. But now, it's time to eat," Fu Ye replied gently as he carried her. The God of Food had good taste, it was a pity he couldn't satisfy her needs.
"Click."
The door closed softly. Apart from the starlight outside the window, the only illumination in the room came from the flickering candle flames.
"You rascal, what's all this? A candlelit dinner?" The Nine-Colored Goddess, nestled in Fu Ye's arms with a flushed face, finally realized what was different about her husband today—he seemed more manly than before.
"Mhm."
With a soft hum of acknowledgment, he held her and sat down directly on the spacious double soft seat, the candlelight before them and the starry sky above.
"My dear wife, please try this. It's my latest creation: Fruit Steak." Holding her comfortably in his arms, Fu Ye picked up a knife and fork and brought a piece of beautifully marbled beef to her lips.
"Hmph, you good-for-nothing. Fine, I'll try a bite first."
As the soft, tender, and sweet steak melted in her mouth, a refreshing and sweet aroma instantly captivated her taste buds. Little stars seemed to sparkle in her eyes.
"Delicious!"
Fu Ye continued to feed her, and soon, the Nine-Colored Goddess had polished off his portion of the steak as well.
"Husband, it seems I've eaten your share too…" she said, her taste buds thoroughly satisfied, now lying coquettishly in his arms with a blush.
"As long as my wife is happy. Here, try the fruit platter. The jam is my new recipe."
After she tasted the fruit platter, the Nine-Colored Goddess exclaimed in delight once more.
A while later, as Fu Ye was about to feed her some fruit wine, she directly took the goblet from his hand and picked up another glass from the table for him.
"Husband, let's drink together."
It had been a long time since the Nine-Colored Goddess had been this happy. She was immensely satisfied with the meal Fu Ye had prepared today, and her husband was being exceptionally domineering and manly!
"Gulp."
After downing the glass of fruit wine, a delicate blush spread across Luo Yan'er's face. Her starry eyes, however, showed a hint of unease.
"Husband, today we…"
But before she could finish, Fu Ye pointed a finger to her forehead. Her body went limp, and a bitter smile touched Fu Ye's lips.
It seemed the Nine-Colored Goddess, Luo Yan'er, was deeply dissatisfied with that aspect of the God of Food. While she wasn't a vicious person, and a kiss might be acceptable, delivering the real thing would undoubtedly displease her.
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