By the time she got back home, it was already past four o'clock.
As soon as she arrived, Fu Lanshen busied himself in the kitchen.
He searched for methods to make spicy hot pot while cleaning the King Crab.
First, he cut the King Crab into chunks, added scallions, ginger, and garlic among other seasonings, and simmered it in a pot.
Before long, the clear water turned into a rich white broth.
Fu Lanshen then began to make the spiced chili oil.
Mu Qingli was watching from the side; she had intended to help Fu Lanshen but he hadn't given her the chance to.
"Xiaofu, who did you learn to make chili oil from? It actually smells quite good," Mu Qingli leaned in and sniffed.
"Do you think someone as smart as I am still needs to learn?" Fu Lanshen raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Where's your shame?" Mu Qingli reached out and poked his face.
Unexpectedly, Fu Lanshen's face was tender like jelly.
Who would have guessed that the elderly Mr. Fu Lanshen' skin was so well-maintained...
