Chapter 209 Bullshit
Chapter 209 Bullshit
"There's no hidden meaning! I just want you to peel this shrimp for me. If you don't help me, should I ask our cousin to do it instead?" Daniel's words nearly made Brittany tremble with anger.
"Me peel it for you? Have you seen yourself? How dare you ask me to peel shrimp for you?"
"You're my girlfriend! What's wrong with peeling a shrimp for me?"
Amelia chuckled, picked up a slightly smaller lobster, peeled it skillfully, and placed the succulent meat into Daniel's bowl. Then, beaming, she said, "Daniel, eat! I peeled it for you."
Without hesitation, Daniel popped the lobster meat into his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed. "Delicious!" He then turned to the furious Brittany and said, "Look at our cousin, then look at you! She's so nice! And you? You only know how to bully me, you're terrible!"
Brittany: ...
After a moment of shock, Brittany's anger flared. "Country boy, I'm warning you, don't go too far!"
Seeing her cousin flare up again, Amelia quickly stepped in to soothe her. "Brittany, treasure such a good boyfriend! Don't get angry so easily, girls should be gentle and ladylike!" NôvelDrama.Org content rights.
"Gentle? This country boy will only get worse if I'm gentle with him!"
Unable to convince Brittany, Amelia cleverly changed the subject. "Daniel, how exactly do you like the shrimp? I personally peeled it for you; you can't just appease me with 'it's delicious.'"
Amelia had no ulterior motives; she just wanted Daniel's honest opinion. This was the peak of summer, and the best-selling item in this street's restaurants was lobster. Amelia always thought her lobster dishes were pretty good, but she couldn’t compete with the restaurant across the way. Everyone believed that the other place made the best lobster on Bell Street.
"Do you want the truth, or do you want me to lie?" Daniel asked.
"The truth, of course! If you dare lie, I won't acknowledge you as my niece's boyfriend."
"The lobster is too oily and over-fried. The freshness of the lobster has been completely lost due to the frying. Also, cousin, you're very generous with the seasonings, but it's a bit too much..."
"Heh!" Before Daniel could finish, Brittany interrupted him with a mocking laugh.
"Country boy, do you feel the need to put in your two cents on everything? Have you ever cooked before? How dare you critique our cousin's cooking?"
"Don’t speak to your boyfriend like that, Brittany!" Amelia scolded. "Even though he hasn't cooked before, his feedback is on point. These are the same issues I've been pondering for several days."
"Cousin, talking about it won't do much good. Which way is your kitchen? Let me show you how to do it."
"You're offering to teach me? You know how to fix it?"
Brittany sensed something was off and quickly interjected, "He's just bragging, cousin. Don't listen to him. He’s a country boy who can't even properly fry an egg—how could he possibly advise a gourmet chef like you?"
"Who says I can't fry an egg? The scrambled eggs I make are the best you'll ever eat in your life."
"Heh!" Brittany was unconvinced, rolling her eyes dismissively. "Sure you are! It's not like anyone would know."
"You'll find out soon enough." Daniel retorted, unfazed by her skepticism.