This remark reminded the two of them, and then Gu Qiaoqiao suddenly smelled the meat stewing in the pot, surprisingly giving off a burnt aroma. Qin Yize reacted quickly, hurriedly stepping forward, swiftly turning off the gas stove's flame; upon opening the lid, it was indeed burnt.
At this moment, Qin Yize felt a bit regretful.
Gu Qiaoqiao glanced over and chuckled, "It's okay, we won't eat the burnt parts; we can eat the ones that aren't burnt on top! The flavor has seeped in nicely, making it actually taste the best."
Qin Yize nodded, knowing in his heart that Qiaoqiao was comforting him. However, it was indeed almost like Qiaoqiao said; the taste was quite good. So, he stopped worrying about it. The couple, a bit flustered, began to pick out the good meat and potatoes from the top, putting them in a large bowl. As for the bottom of the pot, naturally, it was no longer usable since it was burnt. Outside, Zhang Yi shook his head and walked away with a chuckle.
