Chapter 16: The Dance Instructor Can Also Cook

By the time the two of them woke up, night had already fallen.

Liu Yang got up and stretched his dog-like back.

Feeling a bit hungry, he prepared to get some food.

At that moment, the homeowner, Xiao Dan, also woke up.

The two of them went out together.

Tang Mengting, He Yushi, and Su Xiao were already waiting for them on the first floor.

All the food was distributed by Liu Yang; before he woke up, they hadn’t had dinner.

Seeing Liu Yang come downstairs, He Yushi quickly smiled and greeted him, “Liu Yang, you’re awake? We’re really hungry. Time for dinner, right?”

“Yeah, I overslept. Sorry about that,” Liu Yang said with a smile.

He Yushi’s face then showed a mischievous expression as she teased, “Looks like you’ve gotten stronger! Your intimate time was even longer than with me? Does this female homeowner have something special? Does she excite you more than I do?”

Hearing this, Xiao Dan’s pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head, feeling so shy she wished she could disappear.

Liu Yang knew that He Yushi and the others on the first floor had overheard the sounds.

But he didn’t mind.

Instead, he patted He Yushi’s head and said proudly, “She’s a ballet teacher. What do you expect? Her shoulders can be pillows for her knees!

What’s wrong? Feeling a little jealous? Don’t worry, next time with you, I’ll aim for two hours.”

“Ah? Last time I almost died in bed! Two hours? Forget it, forget it!” He Yushi quickly ran off.

Recalling the terrifying night when Liu Yang dominated her, she still shivered a little.

At that time, begging for mercy didn’t work at all!

Watching her run away, Liu Yang chuckled.

Then he began taking out food to prepare dinner.

This time, Liu Yang pulled out a pack of noodles, a bag of rice, a container of cooking oil, as well as chicken essence, MSG, salt, and other seasonings, even some fresh vegetables.

He had scavenged all these from the convenience store.

Everyone was stunned to see Liu Yang pull out so many things.

“Liu Yang, where did you get all these?”

“Do you have some secret place on you to hide them?”

He Yushi’s face was full of disbelief.

When Liu Yang first returned, he only brought back one female homeowner and had no belongings. Now, how could he suddenly produce so many things?

Besides, where did he hide them? There was no way to carry such a heavy bag of rice—at least a hundred pounds—on his person.

It was truly miraculous.

“Of course I have. As for where, you don’t need to know.” He smiled and then asked the women, “Anyone know how to cook?”

Tang Mengting and He Yushi shook their heads.

Like Liu Yang, they were all freshmen from wealthy families, pampered and spoiled; cooking was not something they knew.

Su Xiao shook her head too.

As a celebrity, albeit a third-tier one, cooking had nothing to do with her. Her assistant usually handled her meals.

Not only could she not cook, she hadn’t even stepped into a kitchen.

At this moment, Chen Dan nodded slightly, “I... I can cook, though I don’t know if it will suit everyone’s taste.”

He Yushi’s eyes lit up immediately. “Wow! Sister Dan, you can cook? That’s amazing! Since the outbreak began, we’ve been eating nothing but bread, sausages, and other instant foods. My mouth is about to go numb from it!

It’s so great you can cook. No matter how it tastes, we’ll like it! At least it’ll be better than sausages and bread, right?”

“That’s right, that’s right! Sister Dan, we can help you out. Just tell us what to do!” Tang Mengting quickly added.

Even superstar Su Xiao said, “I... I can try to help too, although I might not be very good.”

Sausages, bread, and vacuum-packed chicken legs are fine as snacks occasionally, but as daily meals, they’re overwhelmingly salty and make one sick of them quickly.

After several days, they were already fed up.

If they could eat fresh rice with any vegetable, it would be a gourmet feast.

“All right... then let’s start. Yushi, you wash the vegetables. Su Xiao, Mengting, you two cut them. Today, I’ll cook fried noodles for you,” Chen Dan told the other three women.

“Okay, got it!” Everyone nodded and rolled up their sleeves to get to work.

Since the outbreak, the outside was crawling with zombies, so they could only stay inside the villa, which was quite boring. Their main pastime was playing card games.

Now, helping with the cooking was a good way to pass the time, plus it was their first time cooking, so they were curious and excited.

Soon, the kitchen was bustling with orderly activity.

Then Su Xiao began stir-frying the noodles.

The aroma of fried noodles wafted from the kitchen into the living room.

Liu Yang couldn’t help but inhale deeply.

“Wow! It smells so good! Today is the fifth day since the outbreak. Being able to eat cooked food again is truly satisfying.

No more sausages and vacuum-packed chicken legs. Eating those for too long makes your mouth taste like preservatives.”

Soon, Chen Dan brought out the first bowl of fried noodles.

She placed it in front of Liu Yang with a pleasing smile and said, “Liu Yang, try some.”

“Okay,” Liu Yang said, picking up his chopsticks and taking a bite.

The delicious taste made his eyes widen in surprise. He never expected the first meal during the apocalypse to be so good!

He praised Chen Dan, “This tastes really good. Chen Dan, were you not only a dance teacher but also a cook before?”

“No, no. I just enjoy cooking. Tomorrow I’ll make other dishes for you,” Chen Dan said, blushing slightly at the compliment.

Seeing Liu Yang enjoy the noodles she cooked, she felt she wasn’t completely useless after all; she did have some value.

“You can cook other dishes too? That’s great! From now on, we’ll leave all food arrangements to you,” Liu Yang said happily.

In this era, girls were pampered and spoiled, so finding one who liked cooking was rare.

Chen Dan was not only beautiful and flexible but also could cook—a perfect combination of many virtues!

No wonder Zhang Zhenfeng was so infatuated with her.

It was a pity that the one who ended up with the beauty was Liu Yang himself. If Zhang Zhenfeng knew, he might be so angry that no coffin lid could cover it.