Daddy! Come Home for Dinner! Chapter 1066

Chapter 1066: Chapter 1066: What is this Theorem About?

_1 Chapter 1066: Chapter 1066: What is this Theorem About?

_1 Let’s not get into such intricate details.

“Peggy is naive.

When I trick her she even thanks me for it,” said Lyke Zhekova.

He said this without the slightest feeling of guilt.

Third Old Master Zhekova “hmmphed” and rather disagreeably said: “If you are so good at scheming, you can even get someone into your house.

How come you haven’t let someone become your girlfriend?”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
First thing in the morning, his good mood was ruined by Adrian Zhekova.

Then Third Old Master Zhekova scolded him like a dog.

Now he was being jabbed by the Third Old Master with two sharp needles.

They must be doing this on purpose!

“Soon, very soon,” said Lyke Zhekova.

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“I have my own pace and rhythm, so I have to take it slow.

If I hurry, I’m afraid I’ll scare her off.”
“Dad, you wouldn’t want me to scare off a girl I finally met and like before things even start, would you?”
“I’ve set my heart on this one.

If I scare her off, I still have to figure out how to coax her back.

It’s easier to slowly coax her into being my girlfriend from the beginning, but if I scare her off and then try to coax her back, it will be difficult,” Lyke Zhekova said.

Third Old Master Zhekova: “…”
“You don’t have a girlfriend, but you sure have a lot of excuses,” Third Old Master Zhekova said irritably.

Lyke Zhekova: “…”
What a thing to say.

“Just one girlfriend is enough, why would I need so many?

I’m not one of those scumbag men!” Lyke Zhekova said.

Third Old Master Zhekova so mad!

“Who told you to be a scumbag!” Third Old Master Zhekova shouted angrily, “Am I that kind of person?

Don’t deliberately misinterpret my meaning.”
“Dad, don’t be impatient, give me some time and have patience,” Lyke Zhekova said, “I can tell that Peggy has a good impression of me now.

I think I have laid a good foundation.”
Third Old Master Zhekova reluctantly accepted Lyke Zhekova’s explanation.

“Alright,” Third Old Master Zhekova said reluctantly, “I’ll accept your explanation for now and give you some time.”
He would ask again tomorrow.

He couldn’t say that he hadn’t given Lyke Zhekova time.

He gave him a whole day’s time, didn’t he?

If he doesn’t have a girlfriend tomorrow, he’ll ask again the day after tomorrow.

It has to be said that Adrian Zhekova really knows Third Old Master Zhekova well.

He knew that after saying this, Third Old Master Zhekova would definitely come and check up on Lyke Zhekova every day.

Lyke Zhekova finally placated Third Old Master Zhekova for a while, hung up the phone and felt extremely exhausted.

This conversation with Third Old Master Zhekova was more tiring than a morning meeting.

Lyke Zhekova pinched his eyes and rubbed his temples, then focused on the Insulated food jar he had placed on his desk.

The soup Peggy made for him was to nourish his body.

Leading a tiring life thanks to Third Old Master Zhekova and Adrian Zhekova, made him think that drinking soup now, to replenish some energy and refresh himself, would be a good idea, right?

Lyke Zhekova swallowed and decided to just drink a little bit.

So, he opened the Insulated food jar, and poured himself a small cup of soup.

Fearing the soup would get cold, he quickly closed the lid of the Insulated food jar.

The Insulated food jar is quite good, it can maintain the temperature for six or seven hours.

Whatever the initial temperature of the soup is, it will maintain that temperature for six to seven hours.

After this period, the temperature will gradually decrease.

The soup was piping hot when Peggy poured it in this morning.

The lid of the Insulated food jar doubles as a small bowl.

Lyke Zhekova poured out half a bowl of soup, the soup was still steaming hot, and a white mist was rising from it.

Before he even touched his lips to the bowl, the warm steam had already hit his face.

Lyke Zhekova quickly blew on the soup a few times, and when it cooled down a bit, he took a sip.

Because it was too hot, he took such a tiny sip that he couldn’t properly taste the soup.

So, Lyke Zhekova blew on it a few more times, then took a big sip.

This time, he tasted the soup.

The soup was a pale yellow and there was not a single oil slick on the surface.

Given that he owns a restaurant, Lyke Zhekova couldn’t possibly give up control of the kitchen and just focus on making money.

Even if he doesn’t cook himself, he knows that he has to understand all the necessary details.

To achieve a soup with such clarity, yet with a rich flavor, one has to carefully skim off the oil from the surface during slow cooking.

And it doesn’t just need to be skimmed once.

More oil will continue to stew out, so it needs to be patiently skimmed off bit by bit.

Especially for the part where not a single oil slick is left on the surfaceaEUR”it’s a meticulous and exhausting task.

You can see how much effort Peggy put into making his soup.

Peggy had told him that it wasn’t hard at all.

All she had to do was put the ingredients into the pot, simmer it over low heat, and she didn’t have to worry about the rest.

But looking at the soup now, Lyke Zhekova understood everything.

Perhaps thanks to Cindy’s recipe, even Peggy, a novice in the kitchen, could make surprisingly delicious soup.

The soup was deliciously fresh with a hint of sweetness.

And the sweetness lingered on the palate.

But the refreshing sweet taste wasn’t from added sugar, but was from the ingredients themselves.

After a few sips, Lyke Zhekova tasted the flavor of chicken soup.

With the unique richness of chicken soup, there was not a trace of fishiness.

The umami in the soup came not only from the chicken but also from the umami of mushrooms.

But Peggy had filtered it out and only poured the soup for him.

No matter the chicken or the mushroom, their essence had already stewed into the soup.

Even if the mushrooms and chicken were added in, they would no longer taste good.

However, since he couldn’t see the original ingredients, Lyke Zhekova didn’t know what kind of mushrooms Peggy used.

With half a bowl of soup left that he couldn’t bear to finish, he started rummaging in the cupboard.

He didn’t find a glass bowl, but he did find a small glass teacup.

Lyke Zhekova poured some soup into the glass cup.

The soup looked even clearer in the glass cup.

Lyke Zhekova took pictures from several angles, finally choosing the best one, and posted it in the Zhekova family group chat.

The Old Madam had nothing to do, and the little one had gone to nursery.

So the Old Madam would scroll through WhatsApp when she had nothing to do.

She saw the picture that Lyke Zhekova had sent immediately.

The Old Madam enlarged the picture and examined it carefully as she said to the Old Master: “What is Lyke up to?

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The color doesn’t look like tea.”
The Old Master heard this and asked, “What?

What are you talking about?”
“Look at our family group, Lyke posted a picture.

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I can’t figure out what it is,” the Old Madam explained.

The Old Master took out his mobile phone and looked at the picture that Lyke Zhekova had posted in the family group chat.