Chapter 17: The Film Emperor Keeps a Ruthless Fox Spirit at Home

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Su Tang nodded. "I didn't expect Brother Song's lifestyle to be like that of an older person." In truth, Su Tang knew that Song Heqing couldn't possibly live such a monotonous life every day; it was just that some things might not be convenient to say in front of the camera.

As hot oil was poured over the ingredients, it instantly spread across the entire fish, intensifying its aroma.

At this moment, Su Tang truly felt unable to move. Her eyes gleamed brightly as she eagerly stared at the plate of fish.

Song Heqing chuckled. "Little Su, could you help me take this dish over to the table?"

Su Tang quickly agreed, "Alright, alright." Carrying the plate of fish, she walked toward the pavilion below, unable to resist taking a deep, heavy breath along the way.

My goodness, this smells incredible.

By the time Su Tang placed the dish under the pavilion, Wen Tian had already returned.

Seeing Su Tang approach, Wen Tian immediately stood up to help clear the table. "Ah, Brother Song’s fish is ready? It smells wonderful."

Su Tang nodded. "Yeah, Brother Song’s cooking is really good. It's just a pity this time that Sister Tian Tian can’t try it."

Wen Tian didn’t mind the comment. "It’s okay. I just finished my yogurt and I’m not particularly hungry anyway. Besides, I’ll try harder next time."

Su Tang naturally knew that Wen Tian had already been called out twice by her manager during this short time. The first time seemed ineffective, but the second time had a clear and notable effect.

Su Tang smiled with a complex look, then glanced at Wen Tian’s manager standing off to the side and said, "Well then, Sister Tian Tian, work hard next time!"

"Okay." Wen Tian responded with a smile, but she clearly understood Su Tang’s glance behind her back—it was nothing but a subtle mockery.

But it didn’t matter. The brighter Su Tang smiles today, the more miserable she will make Su Tang cry tomorrow.

With the fish done, Song Heqing began preparing the other dishes, which were much simpler.

While Song Heqing was busy, everyone else started tidying up the table, taking rice and chopsticks.

By the time Song Heqing finished, Su Tang's beggar’s chicken was also ready.

Su Tang’s beggar’s chicken attracted even more attention than Song Heqing’s dishes. When Su Tang went over to pry it open, everyone instinctively gathered around.

Squatting opposite the fire, Su Tang used a wooden stick to pull the beggar’s chicken out. Just as she was about to handle it and pry it open with her hands and the stick, Song Heqing stopped her.

Song Heqing put on a pair of baking gloves. "Don’t move, let me do it."

Su Tang obediently held back. Song Heqing lifted the beggar’s chicken and placed it on a large plate he had prepared on the table.

As the outer crust of the beggar’s chicken was peeled away, the fragrant aroma stored inside immediately wafted out.

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Su Tang inhaled the scent with pleasure. Yes, this was the exact aroma.

Chang Qinghua, helping beside Song Heqing, couldn’t help but praise after smelling the beggar’s chicken. "Wow, this smell makes me want to drink two bottles of wine with it."

Song Heqing took off his gloves and smiled. "You’re not wrong."

Shen Lü, sitting nearby, also caught the scent. He poked Su Tang. "Did you learn how to make this?"

If it weren’t for the others watching, Su Tang would have already taken a bite the moment the beggar’s chicken was unwrapped.

She swallowed hard, suppressing the urge to devour the whole beggar’s chicken and the plate of fish in one gulp.

"Why, do you want to learn this too?" Su Tang was already picking up her chopsticks.

Shen Lü nodded. "It looks simple when you do it." They had dined at many five-star hotels, so nothing felt new anymore.

That’s why this wild dish genuinely piqued his interest.

Chang Qinghua clapped his hands. "Alright, we’ve been busy all day and it’s not early anymore. Let’s eat quickly—if we don’t eat now, this will turn into dinner."

Even though they had been busy for a long time, seeing this sumptuous lunch swept away most of their fatigue.

Watching others start eating, Su Tang finally prepared to join in.

Just as she picked up her chopsticks, a chicken leg appeared in her bowl.

Su Tang looked up in surprise and saw that it was Song Heqing who had served it to her. She was even more astonished.

Song Heqing smiled. "You worked hard to make this beggar’s chicken; you’re the hero of the day, so this chicken leg is yours."

He gave the other chicken leg to Chang Qinghua. "This one is for the elder."

Chang Qinghua was momentarily stunned, then laughed and scolded, "You rascal."

Shen Lü glanced at Su Tang, then at Chang Qinghua, and finally looked toward Song Heqing with a somewhat aggrieved expression. "Uncle, what about mine?"

Song Heqing, still wearing gloves, tore off a large chunk of meat for Shen Lü. "Here."

The expression on Shen Lü’s face immediately vanished. "Thanks, S… Brother Song."

Focused on her meal, Su Tang overheard their conversation. Although she was enjoying a carefree meal, she hadn’t forgotten her task.

She had just caught Shen Lü calling Song Heqing “uncle,” then quickly correcting himself.

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Su Tang lowered her head and ate, lost in thought.

"Hey, hey, Su Tang," Shen Lü poked her. "Have you gone silly from eating?"

Su Tang quickly snapped back to reality. "What are you talking about, silly boy?"

"When I asked you just now, did you agree?" Shen Lü didn’t mind Su Tang’s teasing.

"What did you say?" Su Tang was genuinely confused by the sudden question.

Shen Lü rolled his eyes in exasperation, just as Song Heqing chimed in.

"Little Shen just said he wanted to learn how to make this beggar’s chicken from you, right?"

Su Tang finally remembered. "Oh, oh, I really forgot. It’s okay, I’ll teach you."

Song Heqing raised an eyebrow. "Isn’t this your family’s secret recipe?"

Su Tang thought for a moment. Indeed, it was a recipe passed down by their fox clan for thousands of years. "Yes," she nodded. "But it’s no big deal. My family isn’t in this business, so I don’t mind teaching him."

Shen Lü’s face lit up. "Really?"

Su Tang nodded. "Don’t worry, I don’t fool kids."

Suddenly Song Heqing interrupted, "Then I want to learn too."

"Sure." Su Tang agreed casually, only realizing after saying yes that it was Song Heqing who had spoken.

She was stunned for a moment, swallowed the piece of chicken in her mouth, and looked at Song Heqing. "Huh?"

"Huh, what?" Song Heqing smiled gently and handed her a tissue. "If Little Shen learns, why can’t I?" He pointed to his face, hinting that Su Tang had something on her cheek.

"That’s not what I meant," Su Tang wiped her face clean. "I just didn’t expect it."

"What’s so surprising about that?" Song Heqing said, looking at her.

"Nothing, it’s just…" Su Tang paused to choose her words. "I thought you’d pick it up with just a glance."

Song Heqing chuckled at her expression. "Do I look that amazing in your eyes?"