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While the chitterlings were boiling in the pot, Lin Yuan plopped down onto a stool, clutching her abdomen with her hands. This familiar pain made her very sure that she was not sick, but that her period had finally arrived.

It couldn’t have come at a worse time, what impeccable timing!

Gently rubbing her abdomen, Lin Yuan’s delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed.

However, upon lifting her head and seeing Xia Zheng’s concerned, almost frenzied expression as he struggled to stay put, she couldn’t help but laugh.

This guy was really obedient; a glance from her was all it took for him to stay obediently seated without moving.

Fortunately, it was not very cold at the moment, and there was a small charcoal stove used for boiling the chitterlings nearby to keep warm, so Lin Yuan didn’t feel too uncomfortable.

What worried her most was that she wasn’t wearing many clothes—if she were to stain them, wouldn’t that be embarrassing in front of so many people?

Lin Yuan bit her lip and stood up, walking slowly for a few steps. When she felt that it was just abdominal pain with no other reaction, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Apart from her, there were no other women in the room. If something were to happen, she really would have no way out.

While Lin Yuan was fretting, Bai Er too was suffering on his end.

Having cleaned the pig intestines with a bristle brush until they were somewhat clean, he approached and sniffed them again, only to be assailed by an unbearable stench that he could not get rid of!

"Damn it! Did this pig have diarrhea? Why does it smell so bad!

" Bai Er disgustedly threw the brush aside. Had he known it would end up like this, he would never have agreed to that little girl’s challenge to choose ingredients for a cooking competition.

It would have been so much easier to just cook a dish!

But then he thought about it and couldn’t help but smile. If he, a grown man, was retching from the disgust, that fragile-looking little girl must be passed out from the stench by now, right?

Ha ha.

Glancing around sneakily to make sure no one was looking his way, Bai Er quietly moved closer to the screen to peek and listen. Aside from the sound of bubbling, there was nothing else.

"She didn’t actually faint, did she?" Bai Er muttered quietly to himself. Seeing Xia Zheng’s eyes sweep over like darts dipped in poison, he subconsciously shrank his neck and hurried back to his workstation to continue cooking.

He had never prepared pig intestines before and hadn’t even heard that they could be eaten, so after racking his brains, he still couldn’t decide how to cook them.

But from listening near the screen, it seemed like the little girl was boiling something.

Perhaps, all she could prepare was the intestines.

"If you boil, I’ll boil too!" Bai Er clenched his teeth, filled a pot with water, and, pouting, tossed the intestines in. He didn’t forget to pour a hearty amount of vinegar into the pot, and after pouring the vinegar, he felt it was not enough, so he chopped up a green onion and added it in.

"I refuse to believe you can still smell bad with this! "

Lao Fan was also paying attention. After all, whatever they were cooking would end up in his stomach, so of course, he had to supervise them keenly. What if someone with ill-intentions deliberately added something else into his food?

After seeing Bai Er pour vinegar and green onion into the pot, he couldn’t help nodding, "This young man is sensible, knowing to use vinegar and onion to remove the smell. Not like that damn girl, who only poured some liquor. She must be trying to disgust me to death! Hmph."

Pouting grievously, Lao Fan decided he would never like Lin Yuan again. He wanted to make a clear distinction between them, resolutely refusing to eat anything cooked by that lassie ever again.

"From now on, you’re going to be my personal chef," he said to Bai Er with earnest enthusiasm, his eyes nearly popping out of his head, as if he wished he could stick close to him.

Time arrived, and Lin Yuan, despite her abdominal pain, stood up, took out the boiled pig intestines from the pot, gave them a rinse in cold water, and squeezed them dry before cutting them into rings.

She then chopped up a green pepper, some red chili peppers, and after some thought, a piece of tofu skin.

After all preparations were ready, she heated some oil in a wok, fried the chili peppers and garlic until fragrant, and then added the sliced chitterlings, stir-frying over high heat until they turned a golden yellow.

She then added some sugar and soy sauce.

When the chitterlings began to crisp up on the surface, she tossed in the green pepper and tofu skin, and after adjusting the seasoning, the dish was complete.

Transferring the stir-fried chitterlings to a plate, Lin Yuan already felt like she had no energy left to speak.