Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Husband, I want more!
Isabella Weaver laughed so hard her stomach hurt: "Yes, yes, you’re the handsomest, the fish all bow down to you!"
"That’s more like it."
Harry Hunter flipped the fish, expertly sprinkled on some seasoning, then realized: "Why am I competing with fish? I’m not a fish!"
"You are!"
"Huh?"
"You’re a mermaid!"
"No, I’m a merman! These fish must be jealous of my good looks, that’s why they’re not cooking properly and are plotting against me!"
Isabella burst out laughing, almost in tears!
How can he be so funny!
Harry had already pulled out his phone, looking up a guide to grilling fish online. Moments later, he confidently said, "Don’t worry, dear, I’ll definitely grill you a perfect fish this time! We’re having a grilled fish feast tonight!"
"Really? What secret did you learn?"
Isabella’s eyes curved into a smile, leaning over to look at his phone.
Taking advantage of the moment, Harry kissed her: "I also prepared fresh shrimp, scallops, oysters and the like, wanna try grilling them too?"
"Yes!"
Isabella had never grilled before; it looked fun!
Anyway, with Harry as her backup, her skills couldn’t be worse than his, she wouldn’t embarrass herself!
A few minutes later...
Isabella watched as the shrimp in her hand turned black, stomping her foot in frustration: "Give me another skewer! I can definitely do it right this time, that was just an accident!"
Now it was Harry’s turn to laugh: "Dear, your skills aren’t great, aren’t shrimp the easiest to grill? How could you even..."
Isabella shot him a look!
"Ah, this shrimp, she must be female, jealous of your beauty, refusing to cook properly! Naughty shrimp!"
Isabella couldn’t help but laugh out loud: "Right, blame her!"
Joking aside, she earnestly summed up her experience and thought it was because the fire was too high, so she switched to a lower heat this time.
Soon enough, bright red, fragrant shrimp was done!
Isabella was so delighted she nearly jumped up: "It’s done! Honey, try it!"
She held the skewer up to Harry’s mouth, and Harry, not minding the heat, bit into a shrimp and ate it.
Then he gave Isabella a thumbs up: "Delicious! My wife is amazing!"
In truth, grilling shrimp wasn’t very technical, but Isabella was thrilled nonetheless. She bit into a shrimp, savoring the fresh and sweet flavor, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.
Now she could grill shrimp!
Oh, and there were oysters and scallops too!
Over on Harry’s side, after burning nine fish, his skills had significantly improved; the tenth was finally edible!
He handed the grilled fish to Isabella: "Is your hubby impressive or what?"
Isabella laughed brightly: "Impressive! It smells so good!"
Harry was very pleased with his wife’s praise and energetically started grilling the next one.
Isabella tore off a piece of fish and stuffed it into Harry’s mouth, took a bite herself, then her eyes lit up: "It’s really delicious!"
The aroma of the fish was overwhelming, and its fresh taste satisfied her palate. The grilled fish had a deep golden crust, yet the inside was very tender, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat had just the right bounce, it was mouthwateringly juicy!
She devoured a whole fish in a wolfish manner, licking her lips: "Honey, I want more!"
"Want what?"
"Fish!"
"Tsk!"
Harry looked regretful: "I thought you wanted me, could it be that I’ve lost to a fish?"
Isabella poked his waist with her finger: "What nonsense are you thinking about!"
Harry turned his head, seeing her mouth smudged black, wiping it for her: "Don’t worry, both me and the fish are yours, they’re all yours."
