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Chapter 257 Food Making Machine
3602 living room.

Xiang Yu, Teacher Zeng, Guan Gu, Zhang Wei and Zi Qiao were eating breakfast around the dining table and discussing the level of cooking skills of everyone in the apartment.

As for why I didn’t go to 3601 for lunch today, it was because there was no one in 3601 today. Yu Mo took Yifei, Youyou and Nuolan out early in the morning to go to the spa and go shopping.

Ever since Youyou took on a new drama, went to a new crew, and came back only occasionally, the biggest existential crisis in the apartment was looming.

Yifei's cooking skills are very limited. Except for Teacher Zeng, who likes the egg fried rice with added ingredients, everyone rejected it after eating it once or twice.

Yu Mo and Yifei's cooking skills have something in common. One likes to add more, and the other likes to eat less. Yu Mo misses everything, either forgetting to add salt or forgetting to add other things.

Nuo Lan's cooking skills were almost non-existent. She was an only child since she was a child and had never touched Yang Chun Shui. Xiang Yu was reluctant to let Nuo Lan cook.

Among the remaining people, Teacher Zeng's cooking skills are pretty good. The disadvantage is that he has no special features and is limited to being edible. It feels good the first time he eats it, but he gets bored after eating it a few times.

Guangu is a great chef, but when Yunyu was away, Guangu became particularly lazy. He only cooked once every ten days and a half, and every time he made Japanese food.

Zhang Wei's cooking skills are more than enough for making instant noodles, but he is lacking in cooking.

Teacher Zeng glanced at Zi Qiao and said, "Then I'm on Guangu's side." If it were a competition to pick up girls, Teacher Zeng would definitely be on Zi Qiao's side, but compared to cooking, even if Zi Qiao's claims were all over the top, Teacher Zeng wouldn't Dare to believe.

As for Xiang Yu, his cooking skills are mediocre, limited to cooked food.

Zi Qiao said with disdain: "I am sending group text messages to my girlfriends now. I don't believe that none of them can cook."

Zi Qiao doesn't know how to cook at all, and the only thing she knows how to make is cement.

Guangu picked up the milk, took a sip, and said calmly: "Ziqiao, if you can find a machine that can cook, I will accept your bet."

Zi Qiao slammed the table, and the milk in the cup in front of Teacher Zeng spilled out, "Okay, since it is a bet, there must be a bet. If I win, what do I want to eat for the next month?" Gu Qian has to do whatever he wants."

Zhang Wei complained: "You guys think, why don't you have a machine that can cook your own food?"

Xiang Yu couldn't help but ask: "So, what are we going to eat for lunch today?"

Teacher Zeng felt that Guangu should definitely win this game.

In fact, these are not the most critical issues. The most critical issue is that the five men are too lazy. When the girls are away, everyone starts to worry about what to eat.

Zi Qiao suddenly thought of something when he heard this, and said to Guan Gu: "Guan Gu, do you want to make a bet? The food cooked by machines may not be worse than that of humans."

Xiang Yu was overwhelmed and complained: "I don't know how the food on the set is like, but I definitely won't be hungry! We are different. We are hungry nine times in three days."

Zi Qiao stood up and said: "At this time, you still have to look at me."

Teacher Zeng said with a smile: "There is also bread and jam in the refrigerator. This is the simplest and can be eaten directly."

Sekiya said seriously: "Because the food cooked by the machine has no soul, the profession of chef is to give the food a soul."

Zi Qiao picked up the bread on the plate and said helplessly: "Then what are we eating now? Lunch?"

Xiang Yu looked at Guangu expectantly. In Xiang Yu's expectation, Guangu slowly said, "What do you think of the food that Youyou has on the set?"

Zhang Wei looked at Zi Qiao very suspiciously and said, "If you order takeout this time, you have to pay for it yourself."

Guangu tilted his lips and said calmly: "Yes, as long as the machine you find can beat me, I will do it. But if you lose, you will take care of your hygiene for the next month."

So when we usually eat in the apartment, we either order takeout, or Yuyou is the chef, and occasionally Guangu will show off his skills.

Teacher Zeng immediately dissuaded her and said, "What if your girlfriend wants to put poison in the food to murder you? We're afraid we won't poison you to death and harm innocent people!"

Guan Gu smiled and said: "Teacher Zeng can be my assistant, um~ help me carry the dishes."

"Two to one, that's not fair!" Zi Qiao quit immediately.

Zhang Wei also became interested. He took out a microphone from nowhere, stood up and said, "I don't participate in gambling, I can be a referee."

Xiang Yu said with a smile: "Then I'll take Zi Qiao's side. Now it's two to two. The referee will be Zhang Wei."

Xiang Yu came close to Zi Qiao and whispered: "Zi Qiao, are you trying to trick Guangu into cooking?" Xiang Yu was very suspicious. Zi Qiao proposed the bet just because he wanted to trick Guangu into cooking lunch.

Xiang Yu doesn't care much about the bet. Anyway, winning or losing has nothing to do with Xiang Yu, but it is definitely better to have someone to cook.

Zi Qiao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, tilted his head and said: "Don't worry, I am still certain this time." Zi Qiao looked confident, finished his breakfast in three bites at a time, stood up and said, "Just wait for me. Yes, I'll be right back."

After saying that, Zi Qiao strode out in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, Zi Qiao was sweating profusely and said to Xiang Yu: "Xiang Yu, come and help me!"

Xiang Yu followed Zi Qiao to the door and took a look. From a distance, he saw something like a washing machine placed on the floor of the corridor, about one meter high. Looking closer, the upper part looked a bit like a microwave.

Xiang Yu squatted down slightly, and while lifting this strange-looking thing, he asked Zi Qiao: "Zi Qiao, what is this?"

Zi Qiao wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile: "Xiao Hei calls this food making machine. This is the chef of Xiao Hei. I just borrowed it."

Xiang Yu was a little curious when he heard that it was produced by Xiaohei. He moved the food making machine to 3602 in three steps.

Zi Qiao plugged in the power of the food making machine and said wildly to Guan Gu: "Guan Gu, it's still too late to admit defeat. I have a lot of food. If you surrender, you will lose half. You only need to cook for half a month."

Guangu picked up the kitchen shovel and pointed it at Zi Qiao. Zi Qiao took two steps back slightly. Guan Gu put the shovel on his shoulders and said, "I will let you know why I am your uncle today! Tell me, How to compare?"

Xiang Yu and Teacher Zeng looked at the food making machine curiously. This thing looked interesting, but they didn't know how the food would be.

Zi Qiao thought for a while and said: "Our competition cannot only compete with Japanese cuisine. This is unfair."

Guangu patted the lid of the food making machine and said with a look of disdain: "It doesn't matter, I dare say, even if I learn the recipe now, I can make it better than it. The machine may not even be able to distinguish salt from sugar."

Teacher Zeng said with a smile: "Then can I order? Sweet and sour pork ribs, cola chicken wings, mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, ants climbing the tree, um, let's have some tomato and egg soup."

Teacher Zeng was so happy. He was tired of eating takeout every day. It was time for a big meal today.

Xiang Yu patted Teacher Zeng on the shoulder, "Teacher Zeng, we have to go to the supermarket first. The ones you ordered are not in the refrigerator. But I think we can all list the dishes we want to eat, and then draw lots. What ingredients should I buy?"

Zi Qiao added sheepishly, "Well, the dishes that this food making machine can make are limited, and many dishes cannot be made."

Guan Gu immediately mocked: "Ziqiao, you can just admit defeat now."

Zi Qiao retorted: "Guan Gu, I made a bet with you that the food cooked by the machine may not be inferior to that of humans. The dishes that the machine cannot cook will naturally not be counted."

Xiang Yu thinks it's quite reasonable. There are countless ways to grow flowers and delicious food, and a machine may only be able to accomplish a few specific types.

Sekiya nodded indifferently and agreed. Although Sekiya is a cartoonist, he is confident that he will not lose to a machine when it comes to cooking.

Zhang Wei, the referee, took Guan Gu and Zi Qiao to discuss for a while, and announced in a dignified manner: "In this competition, the dishes will be determined by drawing lots, and the system will be the best of three rounds."

Then Zi Qiao, Guan Gu and Zhang Wei each selected a dish, which were "Ants on the Tree, Grilled Chicken Wings with Sand Tea, and Eel Rice."

"Xiang Yu, please wait. This instruction manual is too long and I can't understand it." After saying that, Zi Qiao took out the instruction manual from his pocket and handed it to Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu almost wanted to vomit blood. He really should have gone to Guangu's team. Zi Qiao didn't even know how to use a machine, yet he dared to play in the game.

It was noon, and Xiang Yu and others came back from buying ingredients from the supermarket.

Xiang Yu simply processed the ingredients and put the vermicelli and beef ingredients into the machine according to the instructions, while complaining: "I think Xiao Hei should invent a vegetable washing machine first."

Here, Guangu opened the recipe book and prepared to cook it and sell it now.

Xiang Yu set up the program according to the instructions. It must be said that Xiao Hei has strong scientific research ability. The recipe applet is directly built into this food making machine. As long as you add seasonings and side dishes, you can also set the program yourself.

Ten minutes later, Xiang Yu plated the ants climbing the tree and took them out of the pot. The aroma of the ants climbing the tree was strong.

Xiang Yu and others started to taste it one after another. When they picked up the vermicelli, the meat dropped directly into the plate. After eating, the vermicelli was vermicelli and the minced meat was minced meat. It didn't feel like ants climbing a tree. It was clearly fried minced meat with vermicelli.

Although Xiang Yu is not a qualified gourmet, he also knows that the dish of Ants Climbing a Tree is qualified only when he picks up the vermicelli and the meat particles stick to it and does not fall off. It should taste like the smooth and tender texture of the vermicelli and the crispiness of the minced meat. Fragrant and completely blended together, this dish is considered perfect.

Xiang Yu has some doubts about Guangu's ability to learn and sell food now. After all, flower cultivation and delicacies have a long history, and Japanese food is just a small thing.

Xiang Yu and others finished the first dish and waited for the ants from Guangu to climb up the tree and cook it. I saw Guangu add ginger, green onion, and other ingredients in sequence, stir-fry over high heat, and take it out of the pot directly.

Xiang Yu and others took a few bites, and they felt that it was similar to what the machine had just done, which was also fried minced meat with vermicelli. Even with this machine, the temperature of the vermicelli was even, so the vermicelli tasted a little better. However, the color of the ants on the trees in Guangu was bright red. Outwardly superior.

After a brief discussion, Zhang Wei gave the score of the first game, which was a draw.

(End of this chapter)