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My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts

Chapter 450 - 152 Yangzhou Fried Rice (Part 2)_3

Author: Qilian lotus root
updatedAt: 2026-01-22

CHAPTER 450: CHAPTER 152 YANGZHOU FRIED RICE (PART 2)_3

The "perceptiveness" of 2569 is indeed remarkable, understanding things instantly. Its talent and experience in cooking are quite evident, making it a good student that knows how to infer many things from one point. Although Du Xixi doesn’t want to admit it, she hopes that the students from the Food Department can be as clever as 2569.

The students from the Food Department are already good enough, possessing both talent and diligence. However, people are always in comparison, and with a powerful robot like 2569 as the template here, Du Xixi feels that the students from the Food Department lack something.

Ah, humans are never satisfied...

Du Xixi sighed, feeling a bit greedy herself, as she briefly wished every student could be as capable as 2569, which would definitely make teaching a lot easier.

Noticing Du Xixi’s slight disappointment, Ke Lian slightly lowered his eyes, placed the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, lightly patted Du Xixi’s head, and leaned in to softly say, "Back then, when I was leading new recruits, I had the same thought as you, wishing all the new recruits I trained could be as impressive as some mecha soldiers or robots..."

"But as humans, we always need some flaws." Du Xixi naturally continued Ke Lian’s unfinished words, lifting her head and smiling at Ke Lian, "I understand the reasoning. People are humans because of the flaws granted by heaven, which allow us to continuously strive and correct them."

Ke Lian’s smile deepened; he said no more, knowing that Du Xixi had figured it out. Despite how satisfied Du Xixi was with 2569’s talent and effort in cooking, it was just a robot and could never become a flesh-and-blood entity in Du Xixi’s classroom.

Moreover, if every student were as outstanding as 2569, the meaning of Du Xixi as a professor would become just a recipe distributor, rendering the Food Department unnecessary.

Ke Xing, holding the child, walked over from afar. Du Xixi and Ke Lian exchanged a smile, choosing not to further discuss the sudden topic. Instead, they sat down, waiting to receive the fried rice from 2569 before eating in a harmonious atmosphere, finishing the dinner after quite a while.

"Brother also loves Yangzhou Fried Rice." After eating her fill, Du Xixi leaned in Ke Lian’s embrace, occasionally patting her slightly bulging belly. She suddenly recalled her morning conversation with Ke Lian and mentioned Chen Yin a few times, "Tomorrow, have 2569 make some Yangzhou Fried Rice, ask a mecha soldier to deliver it to the Imperial Palace for brother as a consolation for his disappointment."

Du Xixi didn’t attend this year’s National Day ceremony, which left Chen Yin, who was eager to catch up with his sister, quite disappointed. Du Xixi couldn’t think of any comforting approaches, so she decided to appeal to his tastes, using his favorite food to "bribe" him.

Only Du Xixi must attend class tomorrow, leaving her no time to cook personally. Luckily, 2569’s culinary skills are decent, presumably there shouldn’t be much difference... right?

Du Xixi pressed her lips thoughtfully, believing that 2569’s culinary efforts should help her "atone," and Chen Yin should accept it. But unexpectedly, the next afternoon, upon finishing her class and returning to the office, she received a video call from Chen Yin.

The virtual projection from the video call hovered mid-air. Du Xixi comfortably sat in her chair, not rushed to leave for home, lightly covering herself with a blanket, then looked up at the pouting and silent Chen Yin, asking, "Brother, what’s up?"

Actually, Du Xixi could somewhat guess, likely it was regarding the Yangzhou Fried Rice made by 2569. Yet, seeing Chen Yin’s seemingly touched yet sad expression, Du Xixi couldn’t discern whether he was here to thank her or "question" her.

"Xixi, you are so cruel to me!" Chen Yin, having acted spoiled in front of Du Xixi numerous times, naturally didn’t care about his image. At this moment, with the siblings dismissing others, only the other could see their actions, so Chen Yin couldn’t care less, sulking as if he was about to cry.

Du Xixi helplessly supported her forehead, knowing that Chen Yin was here to "question" her, so she asked, "How is it cruel? I even thought you were upset, specially asked 2569 to make Yangzhou Fried Rice for you."

"Why would I want Yangzhou Fried Rice made by 2569!" Chen Yin slapped his thigh, pointing at the empty plate on the table beside him, "I want the Yangzhou Fried Rice made by you!"

Du Xixi: ...

"You wanted my Yangzhou Fried Rice, yet ate 2569’s Yangzhou Fried Rice clean?" Du Xixi coldly interrupted her brother’s dramatic behavior, refusing to let him continue looking at her with tearful eyes, "Brother, stop it, we both have our busy lives!"

Of course, no extra words needed for Chen Yin, being an emperor of an empire, the affairs he must handle daily surely pile high, leaving him so busy that he couldn’t meet with Du Xixi, even pinning his hopes on the annual National Day ceremony to see her.

Meanwhile, Du Xixi, having joined Blue Star University and become a professor in the Food Department, was relentlessly busy organizing coursework every day and night, fearing that her inattentiveness might ruin the prospects of students with great culinary talent or diligent progress.

Hence, every move Du Xixi made in the classroom was thoroughly considered; she didn’t wish to cause any trouble for the Food Department.

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