Chapter 311 - 319 Dinner
Lucy Campbell didn’t notice at the time; she was simply focused on how much oil to pour into the pot. When James Brown stopped and put the oil bottle to the side, she didn’t realize just how intimate their moment together had been.
As the oil in the pot started to smoke, Lucy Campbell gripped the cooking spoon tightly in her right hand and asked, "Can I add the celery into the pot now?"
James Brown replied, "Wait a moment, put it in when the oil really heats up."
"Okay, but when is it ’really heated up’? You’ll remind me, right?" Lucy Campbell also picked up the dish containing the celery with her left hand, quite nervously at that.
Seeing how she was holding the dish up high, James Brown eventually stood behind Lucy Campbell and said, "Don’t hold the dish so high; otherwise, when you pour it into the pot, the oil may splash out, and if it splashes onto your face, it could easily cause burns."
"Ah!" Lucy Campbell quickly lowered the dish and asked cautiously, "Is this okay now?"
"Nevermind, let me help you. If you really get burnt and scarred, then the number one beauty of SSUP Country would be ruined by me, and I don’t know how many men would want to kill me for that." Saying so, James Brown had already taken hold of both of Lucy Campbell’s hands from behind.
Lucy Campbell immediately felt more at ease. With a gentle push from James Brown’s left hand, she followed his lead and added the pile of celery into the pot.
"Sizzle..." Although the washed celery had been left aside for a while and didn’t contain much water, it still made a sharp hissing noise when introduced to the hot oil, along with a few specks of oil splashing.
Lucy Campbell was startled and instinctively dodged backward, but she ended up bumping into James Brown’s chest. James Brown, still holding her right hand, said, "Don’t be scared, the more frightened you are, the more likely you’ll get burnt. Now, just stir with a spoon and the oil won’t splash."
Lucy Campbell quickly stirred the celery in the pot with the spoon, and as expected, no oil splashed out. This delighted her, and she swung the spoon back and forth as if a child had received a beloved toy.