Chapter 108: Louis

Brunel didn’t say much and skillfully started adding various ingredients to the pot while preparing a dipping sauce for me. I couldn't help but compare Alan’s clumsy attempts at baking a cake earlier with Brunel’s confident cooking and seasoning skills. The conclusion I reached was that Brunel was much more at home in the kitchen. Thin slices of meat cooked quickly as they were dipped in the boiling broth. Brunel used chopsticks to pick up a few slices and placed them in my bowl. Though his chopstick skills weren’t perfect, they were much better than mine. I tried using chopsticks to pick up the meat in my bowl, but the tips kept slipping apart, making it impossible for me to grasp what I wanted to eat. Frustrated, I put the chopsticks down, only to hear Alan’s light laughter. “Getting frustrated over food? I didn’t know you were so childish.” “I’m starting to think you invited me over just to place delicious food in front of me and laugh at me for not being able to eat it,” I a