My brother is obviously a waste, but he is too confident

Chapter 60 The Road Never Imagined (Three in One Chapter)

"So it's better to rely on yourself in everything. You can't rely on others."

Glancing at the stunned examinee's family members with disgust on his face, Chen Sanke returned to his kitchen, poured out the burnt egg scum, and started cooking again.

"If you pour the oil first... how much should you pour?"

Picking up the oil barrel at hand, the girl thought: "I heard that eating too much oil is not healthy and will make you fat."

"Um……"

"Then it's one-fifth."

With this thought in mind, she unscrewed the bottle cap, lifted up the oil barrel and poured out a small half of it.

Chen Sanke: "..."

Chen Sanke: "It seems a little too much. But not too much. The oil is so delicious."

Mumbling, the girl picked up the three eggs again, broke them one by one, and poured the yolks and egg whites into the empty bowl.

Then he stirred it with an "egg stirrer" in a strange manner.

Although she has never been in her own kitchen, when Mother Chen is "making trouble", she likes to sit in front of the sofa and watch TV.So Chen Sanke is quite familiar with the process of "beating eggs".

"Actually, it's not too difficult to cook."

After making trouble, the girl's confidence +5.

Pour the egg liquid directly into the oil, and the "crackling" fried.

"The next step is to put the food..."

"Crackling!" The white rice was also fried.

Standing in front of the oil pot, watching all the contents in the pot start to float, and even "popcorn" popped out one by one, Chen Sanke vaguely realized that she might have put too much oil.

Didn't think much of it.

In line with the principle of making up for mistakes, the girl lifted the rice cooker and poured all the rice into it.

"Crackling..."

Oil, stopped.

"call--"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done."

"..."

"Um……"

"But in this way, there seem to be fewer eggs."

Turning around, she took ten eggs in one go, and Chen Sanke happily "cracked" them.

This is the first time in her life to cook.

The skillful control of ingredients and the appropriate remedial measures gave her a vague premonition that in the field of cooking...she might be a super genius.

"Hey, little girl, can you cough...the range hood is on for a while." Beside, the family member of the examinee pleaded cautiously.

"Di!"

Chen Sanke immediately pressed the button of the range hood, and continued to make trouble happily, without even looking at others.

Seeing Chen Sanke's "monster in the pot", the examinee's family hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to ask.Nene retracted her head.

After 1 minute, the custard is ready.

The girl poured the egg liquid on the rice with great anticipation, then picked up the big shovel and moved it "jingling".

But as soon as the rice was turned over, I found that the layer of rice at the bottom of the pot was burnt.

Naturally, this would not trouble Chen Sanke, who is "remedial talent max".

Put a pot of scrambled egg rice directly on the kitchen counter, throw away the charred part, and then put it into the pot to continue frying...

"Very good!" After frying for a few minutes, Chen Sanke's eyes lit up: "It's fragrant!"

Confidence +5 again.

The more daring she was, she decided to sprinkle the seasoning herself.

"First, the salt."

"It's not good to eat too much of this stuff, just put a fifth of it in."

"Then, chicken essence. Well... my brother doesn't like chicken, so I won't let it go."

"This is... vinegar? Vinegar is fine! Put vinegar, put vinegar!"

"Then what is this? Anyway, it's not poisonous, put some..."

Dozens of seasonings were added in a muddle, and the more Chen Sanke fried, the more fragrant, the more fragrant the more fried.

It wasn't until she took a sip full of expectation that she calmed down: "So salty?"

"...Is this bag salt essence?"

After slightly turning down the fire, the girl once again displayed her talent of "recovering max", ran to the next door and asked, "Hello, do you have any extra rice?"

Candidate family members: "Ah, yes. Here you are."

Chen Sanke was delighted: "Thank you. When I cook, I'll give you a bowl."

Candidate family members: "..."

"Dangdang!"

Borrow the rice and pour it all into the pot.Chen Sanke picked up another spatula and started frying rice with both hands...

"emmmmm...it's light again. Add some more salt."

"..."

"It seems a bit salty. Let's add more rice."

"..."

"There's too much rice, I need to add more eggs. I need to add some more oil."

"..."

"Damn it, there's more...it's okay, put some more food..."

"..."

"..."

……

"It's almost time."

Fifth floor, room 502.

Chen Dongfeng sat up from the bed, took out his mobile phone and checked the time: "My sister, the meal should be ready."

"...I don't know if I can eat it."

With his hands behind his back, he raised his chest and head, and walked out of the dormitory room in an absolutely undisputed attitude.

"Master Dongfeng, are you out?" The dog leg, Wang Bingbing, appeared immediately.

"Ah."

Nodding indifferently, Chen Dongfeng flicked his long sleeves: "It's not early. There are still two hours before the game will continue. Let's go eat something first."

"Understood sir! This way!" Wang Panbing turned sideways and pointed to the stairwell: "Let's take the stairs to the second floor. Although the stairs are not fast, they are stable."

"Okay. Pass by the bathroom and go up by the way."

"Okay!"

Finish using the toilet.

Chen Dongfeng and Wang Bingbing went downstairs to the second floor together.

After a brief security check, the two entered the cafeteria and found that there were already quite a few candidates coming to eat at this time.

Although not to the extent that it is crowded.

But as far as the eye can see, men and women are all human beings...

"Master Dongfeng, is it Master Shimei who cooks for you?" Wang Bingbing asked as they walked.

"Yes. Who cooked your meal?"

"My grandpa." Wang Bingbing's eyes lit up: "Master Dongfeng, in a moment... let me introduce my grandpa to you. He is quite an official martial artist."

"Yes." Chen Dongfeng looked around: "When the time comes, your grandpa's meal, we will eat together."

"Ah?" Wang Bingbing was taken aback for a moment, "Then...the meal of Master Shimei..."

Chen Dongfeng: "If you can eat it, you can eat it. If you can't eat it, you will definitely not eat it."

"Could it be... Master Shimei can't cook?!"

"I can't even eat well, and I still cook."

Wang Bingbing: "Okay, that, I'll ask my grandpa to make another one."

"Brother! Brother!" At this moment, a shout came from afar.

Chen Dongfeng heard the reputation, and found that it was his sister, jumping up and down and shouting: "Here! Come here! The meal is ready."

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

After a moment of silence, Chen Dongfeng patted Wang Bingbing on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Go. Follow me to the same punishment."

……

"Brother, sit here! Are you ready?"

Being controlled by Chen Sanke to sit on the dining chair, Chen Dongfeng remained expressionless, and replied, "What did you do?"

"Brother, you definitely wouldn't think of it." The corner of the girl's mouth rose, "Your sister and I are actually a cooking genius."

"..." Chen Dongfeng was silent, turned to Wang Bingbing and said, "She said she is a genius in medicine?"

"Yes...it's the ingredients, a cooking genius." Wang Bingbing smiled stiffly.

"Cooking genius..." Chen Dongfeng nodded, looked at Chen Sanke and said, "Then tell me, who do you want to cook. (Note 1)"

"Tsk tsk. I knew you would have such a mocking attitude." The girl sneered: "In order to punish your dog for looking down on people, I will only give you a bowl of the rice I cooked today."

Chen Dongfeng: "...Please, don't give me a spoonful."

The corners of the girl's mouth rose even more fiercely: "I'm looking forward to it, you will regret it later."

As he said that, Chen Sanke suddenly noticed Wang Bingbing who was slowly retreating, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where are you going?"

"Ah?!" Wang Bingbing froze: "Shi...Master Shimei, are you talking about me?"

"Yes. Where to go."

"That...my grandpa has prepared a meal for me, and I'm going to eat."

"You don't need to eat." Chen Sanke waved his hand: "Your grandpa's meal can be eaten whenever you want. But if you don't eat my Chen Shimei's meal today, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Chen Dongfeng: "He is afraid that after eating your meal, he will never be able to eat his grandpa's meal again."

Chen Sanke: "Shut up."

"Bang!" - [8]

After patting the dining table heavily, the girl hooked her finger on Wangbingbing: "Because this meal is so delicious. I made a little more. You must eat it."

Wang Cake: "..."

Chen Dongfeng: "Don't look at me. She told you to eat, not me."

"Don't smear the ink, I'll serve the meal now." Chen Sanke stretched out the slightly oily sweater, turned and walked into the kitchen area: "When you eat it, you will know what is delicious in the world."

The girl is gone.

Near the dining table in the corner, only Chen Dongfeng and Wang Bingbing were left.

"You can run away now." Chen Dongfeng said, "By the way, go to your grandfather's and bring me back a box of normal rice."

"I... um... just forget it." Wang Bingbing refused with difficulty.

He is very clear.

Chen Sanke has always hated him.

Therefore, Chen Sanke's favorability towards him must not be lowered any further.

"Master Dongfeng, no matter what you say, no matter how unpalatable it is, can you still eat me to death?" Wang Bingbing gritted his teeth: "I'll just eat a little, and I'll make Master Shimei happy."

Chen Dongfeng: "Then I wish you happiness."

soon.

Chen Sanke who entered the kitchen area came out.

In his hand, he was holding a covered dinner plate.

"Dangdangdangdang!" The girl quickened her pace, turned around, and gracefully put the plate on the table: "I've been waiting for a long time, delicious food is here."

"Go." Chen Dongfeng said to Wang Bingbing indifferently: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. It's time for you to express yourself."

Wang Cake: "..."

"It seems that you eat first?" Chen Sanke looked at Wangbingbing.

"...Yes. Master Shimei." Wang Bingbing nodded stiffly: "I think, judging from your temperament, you should have a talent for cooking. I want to try it first."

Hearing this, Chen Dongfeng was in shock.

At this moment, he finally understands what is meant by gold-encrusted flatterer...

"Have vision!" Immediately, Chen Sanke's affection for Wang Bingbing increased greatly: "So you are not so annoying."

"...I have an epiphany." Chen Dongfeng said suddenly.

Chen Sanke turned around in surprise: "What?"

"It's not that everyone hates sycophants." Chen Dongfeng sighed: "It's that people who hate sycophants don't shoot themselves."

Chen Sanke: "If you can't speak, you can shut up."

"It's okay...it's okay." Wang Bingbing waved his hand: "What's wrong with being a sycophant? I enjoy being my idol's sycophant!"

"Have vision!" Chen Dongfeng Long Yan rejoiced.

And this time, it was Chen Sanke's turn to be scornful again: "Sure enough, he's still a sycophant."

Wang Bingbing: "...Master Shimei, let's start eating. I can't wait to taste your delicious food."

"Sight!" Chen Sanke was instantly happy.

"Sycophant." Chen Dongfeng mocked instantly.

Wang Cake: "..."

"Snapped!"

Slapping his hands on the table, Chen Sanke said proudly: "Shut up. Next, it's time to witness a miracle. Please enjoy the ultimate display of my cooking talent."

"gourmet food--"

"Egg Fried Rice - Depressed Ecstasy Rice!"

"Duang!"

The girl took away the cover of the dinner plate in an instant.

Two bowls of "rice" that were dark, smelled of burnt, and dripped with unknown juice were presented in front of the two of them.

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

Wang Cake: "..."

"I'm going to the competition. Goodbye." Chen Dongfeng got up and left.

"Crack!" ——【4】

He was dragged back by Chen Sanke again: "Don't leave."

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

Chen Sanke: "Eat."

Chen Dongfeng: "...I still have a game tonight."

"Such a good thing, can it eat you to death?" The girl frowned.

"It may not kill you. But it must not taste good."

"Hahahaha." The girl swept away and stood proudly: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Chen Dongfeng: "Have you tried it yourself?"

"I've tasted it." Chen Sanke nodded, "It's delicious in the world."

Chen Dongfeng: "...open your eyes and talk nonsense."

"Oh. You will regret it later." Chen Sanke sneered again, then looked at Wang Bingbing: "Come on, you eat first. He is so hungry."

Wang Cake: "..."

Looking down at the burnt black rice, Wang Bingbing felt nothing but heartbreak.

"..."

'For the prosperity of the family. '

'For the glory of being under one person and above ten thousand people. '

"..."

Gritting his teeth and clenching his fist, Wang Bingbing looked cold and stern, seeing death as home. Under Chen Dongfeng's pityful gaze and Chen Sanke's expectant gaze, he held up his job bowl, opened his mouth wide without even using chopsticks, and took a painful bite.

"Crack!"

I gnawed half of the bowl...

"My God." Chen Sanke was shocked: "It's so delicious that I even ate the bowl."

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

"……Um?"

One-half of a second later.

When the smell of food spread from between the lips and teeth, Wang Bingbing, who was originally full of "ferocious" face, suddenly froze.

"This this……"

His eyes widened slowly.

Wang Bingbing's pupils shrank suddenly.

Chen Dongfeng was shocked: "Is this going to be eaten to death?!"

"Dead...dead..." Wang Bingbing turned his head slowly, looking at Chen Dongfeng: "dead...dead..."

"Spit it out!" Chen Dongfeng shouted.

Wang Bingbing: "...Gulu."

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

"Dead..." Wang Bingbing swallowed the food, spit out the bowl, her breathing became short of breath, her eyes began to turn white, and she trembled slightly: "Dead...dead..."

"Call an ambulance." Chen Dongfeng was heavy and calm, looked around the audience, and shouted, "Where's the doctor? Is there a doctor here?"

Wang Bingbing: "Dead...it's so delicious..."

Chen Dongfeng: "...?"

"Master Dong... Dongfeng..." Wang Bingbing panted heavily, with tears in his eyes, staring at the black rice in his hand without blinking: "This... this... is so delicious... so delicious ah!"

Chen Dongfeng: "???"

"It's so delicious!" roared loudly, attracting the attention of many candidates around, Wang Bingbing suddenly lowered his head, and started to gobble it up like a beast.

Chen Dongfeng was dumbfounded: "...Are you fucking crazy?"

"No... not crazy! Master Dongfeng is not crazy! Gulu." Swallowing the food, Wang Panbing was so excited that he cried: "It's so delicious! I... I have never eaten such a delicious meal in my life..."

"How?" Chen Sanke swelled instantly, with his hands on his hips, full of ambition: "I make you look down on others. Have you seen my cooking skills?"

"..."

There was a long silence.

After looking at the scorched food, and at the Wangbingbing that was devoured wolfishly with tears in the corners of his eyes, Chen Dongfeng gradually understood everything.

"You... are not a gold-encrusted sycophant." Chen Dongfeng was horrified: "You are inlaid with diamonds, right?!"

"Lord Dongfeng...really...so delicious..." Wang Bingbing couldn't care less to say it.

Chen Dongfeng: "...In order to gain my sister's favorability, you really are not even human."

"Don't let this slander Xiao Wang." Chen Sanke raised his head: "Take a bite and you'll know."

"Sorry." Chen Dongfeng resumed his expressionless expression: "One bite, even I, Chen, can't finish it."

"Master Shimei!" Throwing away the broken bowl, Wang Bingbing mumbled, "Can...can you give me another bowl?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chen Sanke to answer, he directly picked up another bowl of black rice and started chewing it.

"Eat it. Hahaha..." Chen Sanke finally couldn't help laughing, "Haha, eat whatever you want! I've made a lot of them hahaha..."

"That...that..." At this time, one of the candidates among the crowd, seeing how delicious the king cake was, came over curiously and asked tentatively, "Have you really cooked a lot of this meal? Then... Can you give me a little to taste?"

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

"No problem!" Chen Sanke was even happier, spread her short legs, and ran into the kitchen area: "There are a lot, I'll get them for you."

"Master Shimei!" Wang Bingbing raised his hand in the midst of his busy schedule, "And...give me another serving! No! Two servings! Five bowls!!"

"No problem~~~"

Seeing Chen Sanke running away.Chen Dongfeng said: "It's fine, you don't need to eat anymore. The favorability is full."

"No...not, my lord." Wang Bingbing swallowed the last mouthful of rice, licked the bottom of the bowl, and said excitedly: "I'm not flattering! It's really delicious!"

Chen Dongfeng: "...you are not really crazy about eating, are you? I just said that there is something wrong with her food."

"Is this food really delicious?" On the side, the examinee begging for food was full of curiosity: "Isn't your performance too exaggerated?"

"Absolutely not! I promise!" Wang Bingbing stared: "You will know once you taste it. If it tastes bad, kill me!"

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

2 minute later.

Chen Sanke came out from the kitchen area again.

This time, she held a bigger dinner plate.

There were ten bowls on the plate.

Each bowl is filled with top-notch black rice.

Chen Dongfeng bit his tongue: "How much did you do?"

"I won't eat it for you anyway." Chen Sanke glanced proudly at Chen Dongfeng: "It doesn't matter how much you cook."

"Quick! Hurry up, Master Shimei!" Wang Bingbing stepped forward to snatch a bowl like a dog that was about to die of starvation.

"Don't worry, there are quite a lot. I made a whole kitchen."

"A kitchen full..." Chen Dongfeng couldn't imagine: "The kitchen has become a capacity unit?"

The examinee who was begging for food also took a bowl, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and reconfirmed that the king cake was "real".

Chen Dongfeng: "Spit it out, you will go crazy too."

Candidate: "...Gulu."

Chen Dongfeng: "It's over."

"...Delicious!" The examinee's eyes lit up instantly, and he speeded up his eating without hesitation.

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

"How? Believe it or not?" The girl put the plate on the dining table with her nose up.

"I understand." Chen Dongfeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "He must be asking."

"It's really delicious." The beggar examinee swallowed the food and explained, "Although it's not as exaggerated as this classmate, it's really delicious. It smells like fruit, chocolate, and fried rice with eggs..."

Chen Dongfeng: "Are you sure that your description is edible?"

"It can be eaten!" The examinee nodded decisively: "And, it's delicious!"

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd couldn't help being curious, and they came together one after another, chattering.

"Can I eat it? Just a little bit, taste it."

"Can I have a bowl?"

"What does it taste like?"

"Give me some."

"I want to eat, too."

"Little sister, is there any more..."

Chen Dongfeng became paralyzed: "You guys... don't be fooled. Are you sure you want to eat this blackened thing??"

"Hey! You, if you don't eat, don't let others eat." Chen Sanke pushed her brother away, and said excitedly to everyone: "Yes! I have a kitchen meal! I have a share! Help me get it together!"

Everyone swarmed and followed the girl into the kitchen area...

……

Three 10 minutes later.

In the noisy cafeteria.

Chen Dongfeng sat by the window, looking at the crowded crowd in the distance, expressionless.

Surrounded in the center was none other than his younger sister Chen Sanke.

And everyone is holding a bowl of "shit" in their hands, eating a pack with enthusiasm.

"crazy."

Chen Dongfeng's voice was hoarse: "They're all crazy."

He can see it.

In addition to the candidates and their accompanying personnel, some examiners, staff members, and even the two policemen who guarded the gate also joined the ranks of "begging".

This is the Matthew Effect.

With more and more people around.

The latecomers saw this scene, even if what Chen Sanke made was really "shit", they would have to taste it...

"..."

"..."

"in the end……"

Chen Dongfeng's calm state of mind trembled a little: "How delicious can it be..."

"It's delicious." A figure suddenly came from Chen Dongfeng's side.

Chen Dongfeng turned his head when he heard the sound.

The person who found it was a female examinee with colorfully dyed hair.

"Who are you?" Chen Dongfeng looked up and down.

"The sky is falling and the earth is falling into the purple gold hammer, who else but Shi Zhenxian."

The girl gracefully raised her long hair, shook her tuxedo, ate the last bite of "black rice" in the bowl, licked her lips, and said, "Your sister is really a treasure. She is mine now."

"Shi Zhenxian... Oh." Chen Dongfeng suddenly said, "I'm a candidate for the next competition. Did you ask me to hold back when you came to see me?"

"It seems that what I asked your sister to tell you, she didn't tell you."

"What did you tell?"

"It's nothing." He waved his hand and put down the empty bowl. Shi Zhenxian took out another bowl of "Chen Sanke's Fried Rice" like a magic trick, and said with a smile, "Anyway, don't cry in the ring next time. Because I will fight very hard." pain."

"Interesting." Chen Dongfeng was taken aback, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he stood with his hands behind his back: "Since I was a child, no one has dared to talk to me, Mr. Chen, like that."

"You will know right away. The way of the warrior, the state, is not important." Shi Zhenxian slowly raised the corner of his mouth, and stood with his hands behind his back: "The real actual combat experience is the kingly way."

"Really." Chen Dongfeng waved his hand and raised his head proudly: "Then let's wait and see."

"Okay." Shi Zhenxian waved his hand and raised his head proudly: "Then let's wait and see."

at the same time.

In a corner that no one pays attention to.

Wangbingbing, who was full and full, was half lying on the dining chair, stroking her belly contentedly.

In order to flatter, he did deliberately exaggerate.

but……

He also had to admit that the dark rice... really had a special flavor!
"Finally, Master Shimei doesn't hate me anymore."

"And I ate such a delicious meal..."

"Um……"

"Ness..."

"..."

"……Well?"

"Nai" said "Nai", Wang Bingbing stopped stroking his stomach, and his face changed.

Move the palm from the belly to the lower abdomen gradually...

"..."

"...not right."

……

(Note 1: Cuisine means "cleaning up", "bullying", "solving", and "repairing" in northern dialect.)
ps: Three-in-one chapters, adding updates for the "卍嘿嘿卍" rudder master.

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