Siheyuan: the Genius Chef is Stupid, Never Take Advantage of It!

"Brother saw it long ago, let's go, we'll go home and wait, it will be delivered later."

Bang Terri waved to the two sisters and ran to the yard at home.

"Bangjie, Sophora japonica, Xiaodang, run slowly, don't fall, ah!"

in the yard.

Qin Huairu was packing up the sun-dried clothes, when she saw the stick stem, the sophora japonica, and Xiao Dang running so fast, she immediately warned.

"Mom, silly Zhu is back with a lunch box in his hand."

Huaihua said with stars in her eyes.

"Oh, it's time for get off work."

Qin Huairu's eyes flashed, holding the clothes in her hand, she walked to the middle of the yard, and seemingly inadvertently saw the stupid pillar entering the door. "Silly Zhu, are you off work?"

When Qin Huairu said these words, her eyes swept the net pocket in He Yuzhu's hand inadvertently.

she knows.

Every time the silly column gets off work, she will order some delicious food and give her mother 4.

Qin Huairu even took two steps forward, she knew that at this time, silly Zhu would hand over the lunch box.

But she was disappointed.

Silly post today.

It seemed a little abnormal, he gave her a light look, and instead of handing her the lunch box in his hand, he walked towards his house with his hands behind his back.

"What's wrong with this idiot today?"

Qin Huairu held her clothes and watched He Yuzhu lift the curtain.

Close the door.

Disappointment in his eyes.

Had to go back to his house.

"Mom, what delicious food did silly Zhu bring us?"

Qin Huairu just walked into the house.

Bang Stem, Xiao Dang, and Sophora japonica gathered around, and all three pairs of eyes showed anticipation.

"Silly Zhu...he didn't bring us anything today!"

Qin Huairu's eyes flickered.

"Ah...no?"

Hearing his mother's words, Bangjie, Sophora japonica, and Xiaodang all showed disappointment and sat on the chair.

"Mom, that silly Zhu clearly has a lunch box in his hand, why didn't he give us something delicious today?"

Huai Hua looked at her mother with doubts in her eyes.

"Mom doesn't know either."

Qin Huairu was also very puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

"Could it be that Silly Zhu ignored me because he didn't taste the sweetness?"

Qin Huairu's eyes flickered, and she secretly said in her heart.

After her husband died of a work-related injury.

She has three children and an elderly mother-in-law by herself, and life is very difficult.

Really need someone to subsidize it.

This idiot is the best candidate.

He is full by himself, and the whole family is not hungry. The salary is as high as 37 yuan 5, and he can't use it up. It is best to subsidize 4 of his mother.

"It's silly, and since that's the case, I'll give you a little sweetness..."

Qin Huairu thought for a while, and then made a decision.

Qin Huairu's mother-in-law was carrying a kettle, showing a thoughtful look.

..........

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task and rewarding god-level cooking experience."

He Yuzhu returned to the room and just sat down when the system prompt sounded in his mind.

"God-level cooking, can you make that kind of glowing egg fried rice?"

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up and asked consciously.

"Host, correct answer."

"The only thing you can do is to combine the god-level cooking experience. You can stimulate all the advantages of the ingredients, stimulate people's taste buds, and make people eat your food. Level culinary experience?"

The system beep came.

"Fusion."

He Yuzhu was immediately conscious.

"Ding! God-level cooking experience has been successfully integrated."

The moment the system prompt sounded, a large stream of information appeared in He Yuzhu's mind.

Instantly merged with his consciousness.

After a minute.

He Yuzhu opened his eyes.

It is indeed a god-level cooking.

In his mind, there are many more memories of various cuisines.

And for each dish, what steps are required, the heat, and how the ingredients are matched.

There are countless recipes in there.

now.

He Yuzhu can make it as long as he has the ingredients, including all kinds of braised lion heads, Buddha jumps over the wall, glowing egg fried rice and so on!

"Huh? Why is there one chicken missing in my house?"

Just now.

He Yuzhu heard a startled voice from outside.

through memory.

He Yuzhu knew that this was the projectionist Xu Damao in the courtyard.

"Ding! Trigger a new mission, face Xu Damao who came to the door, deny stealing chickens, and don't help stick the blame, and you can get rewards for completing the mission."

at this time.

A prompt sound came from He Yuzhu's mind.

...............

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"System, what should I do with the chicken soup in my hand?"

He Yuzhu has seen the courtyard full of love.

Knowing that it was the smell of chicken soup that attracted Xu Damao.

"Ding! As long as the host's mind covers the chicken soup, the chicken soup can be stored in the system inventory."

The system beep sounded again.

"Oh? Then take it back."

He Yuzhu immediately became conscious.

Swish!

moment.

He just found that the net pocket and lunch box in front of him disappeared.

..........

Outside the big yard.

Xu Damao and his daughter-in-law Lou Xiaoe searched for a long time, but they could not find their own chickens.

Xu Damao walked not far from the door of He Yuzhu's house.

Sudden.

His nose shrugged, and he squinted at He Yuzhu's door with a look of surprise on his face. "Huh? Why does it smell like chicken soup? Is this...?"

"Okay, you idiot, how dare you steal Laozi's chicken!"

Xu Damao approached He Yuzhu's door, his nose shrugged, he was furious, and kicked the door open.

"Xu Damao, what are you doing? This is?"

He Yuzhu frowned, looked at Xu Damao in front of him, and asked with a bad expression.

"One of my chickens is missing. I can smell the smell of chicken soup in your room. Hurry up and hand over Laozi's chicken. Otherwise, I will tell the uncle and let him hold a general meeting of the whole hospital." Xu Damao was furious. His eyes glanced around at He Yuzhu's house.

"Xu, are you sick? Where is the smell of chicken soup?"

"Your chicken.... the chicken is gone, what's my business?"

He Yuzhu's face sank.