Chapter 1921
The Profligate Madam of the Family
1921 other than my parents, youâre the first person iâve met like this
[ this isnât cooking, this is salt! ]
[ oh my god, big brother, donât add more. it canât be eaten! ]
[ f * ck, why donât you just eat salt? this is such a waste! ]
[ thatâs great. i believe it now. mo nan chong really doesnât know how to cook. she doesnât even know how much seasoning she should put in. ]
[ iâm dying of laughter. this is the first time iâve seen someone cook like this. itâs simply ridiculous. this is too exaggerated! ]
[ maybe itâll be quite delicious! ]
[ i feel like xi rui and mo nanchong donât even dare to eat their own cooking, even though theyâre still arguing that the other party is not as good as them. ]
[ hahaha, this is too funny. how can their cooking be so funny? iâm going crazy from laughing. ]
[ i feel like the vegetables in the pot are about to cry. ]
mo nan chongâs pot was on fire.
she jumped in shock and turned to run.
xi rui laughed at the side. â ha, youâre still laughing at me. look at what youâve made! â
âi havenât cooked in a long time, so i got excited. most chefs âwoks have flames. without flames, it wonât have that effect.â
mr. pet took a step forward calmly. â did you see that? only this way can the dishes taste good. otherwise, they wonât taste good! â
xi ruiâs expression was one of disbelief.
master pet continued to stir-fry the vegetables calmly, even though some of the vegetables in the pot were already burnt.
âitâs only delicious and crunchy when itâs brown, right?â mo nan chong said to the camera.
the cameraman was already laughing so hard that he could barely hold onto his camera. his entire body was shaking.
she had seen people who didnât know how to cook, but she had never seen someone who didnât know how to cook and could even twist words.
mo nan chong explained as he cooked. he had completely inherited lord rongâs skills.
almost at the same time, the uncles who were watching the live stream of their favorite grandpa at home all laughed like crazy.
tang luo stared at mo nan chong in the live broadcast, dumbfounded. â as expected of madamâs daughter. she looks exactly like madam. no, she looks exactly like lord fourth too. â lord fourth was quite good at explaining things back then.â
huahua, who was wearing an apron, nodded in agreement. â as expected of little miss. even if itâs not delicious, you can still say itâs delicious. â
when lord rong and lord fourth came down the stairs, they heard their discussion.
lord fourth: â you guys seem to have a lot of opinions on my cooking skills? â
ânot really,â hua hua replied.
âthatâs called eloquence,â lord rong said.
tang luo was speechless.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
he was indeed good at arguing.
â
mo nan chong finally finished cooking a dish. she had just been mocking xi ruiâs dish, but when her own dish appeared, it was even worse than xi ruiâs, completely charred.
âexcuse me, miss darling, what kind of dish are you making? do you think your cooking is better or mine?â
xi rui had always been a serious person, but at this moment, she was already holding her stomach.
it was too funny.
âof course, itâs because my food is delicious.â mo nan chong said firmly, â there are some things that may not look eye-catching, but they taste extraordinary. â
âoh, really? in that case, iâll definitely eat more of my own food later.â
xi rui said with a smile.
mo nan chong looked at xi rui. â are you serious? â
âof course.â
â even ghosts might not ... â he might not eat the food i make.
grandpa pet didnât say anything, but he still swallowed his words.
she couldnât say it out loud. even if she didnât eat ghosts, she couldnât say it out loud.
even if it wasnât delicious, he had to say it was delicious.
she still went against xi rui.
âyou donât even eat ghosts?â xi rui guessed it. after all, even ghosts wouldnât eat the food he made.
bai qiao was speechless.
she turned around in a huff and prepared to continue cooking.
at this time, qian lulu and wei dong also turned their heads to look. when qian lulu saw the dishes that mo nan chong and wei dong had made, she was in a state of shock.
it was as if she had never seen the world before.
âdid you cook this?â
qian lulu pointed at a dish and asked with a complicated expression.
â i made this, and this is xi ruiâs. lu lu, which dish do you think is better? â
qian luluâs expression was complicated and awkward. in her opinion, there was not a single dish that was edible, but mo nan chong had actually asked her so seriously which dish was better.
are you sure they are all edible?
...
it didnât look like something that could be eaten.
âthis ...â
âwhich one do you think is better? why donât you try it?â mo nan said seriously.
âno, i donât need to taste it, right?â
are you sure this can be eaten?
would there be any problems after eating it?
[ haha, i feel sorry for lulu for a second! ]
[ iâm laughing like crazy. i donât know myself at all, and xi rui is the same. ]
[ itâs obvious that their food is inedible, but theyâre even asking people to comment on which one is better. itâs clearly inedible! ]
[ lulu is a good child. she doesnât dare to hurt them with her words, but itâs really too funny! ]
â why donât you all eat with us later? â qian lulu said with a complicated expression.
...
xi rui: â no need. weâre doing pretty well ourselves! â
mo nanchong looked at xi rui with a complicated expression.
â continue cooking, â xi rui said. â we have so many ingredients. â
wei dong: â you guys shouldnât waste the ingredients. i canât stand it anymore. what iâve made is only edible, but what you guys made is not edible. â
xi rui: â why not? itâs all made with vegetables. â
âhave you tried it?â
âof course not,â xi rui replied.
âdo you dare to try your own cooking?â
â of course i dare. iâm cooking. why wouldnât i dare to? â
xi rui ate very bravely, and then he cried because of the food he cooked.
his face was twisted into a ball as he tried to swallow the food, but it was really difficult to swallow. in the end, he still vomited it out with a terrible expression.
wei dong bent down and looked at xi rui. â is it not good? â
xi ruiâs handsome face had long turned bitter, and he said with a black face, â itâs not good! it was too unpalatable! even a ghost wouldnât eat it!â
mo nan chong looked at his food with a complicated expression.
âwhy donât we help you?â qian lulu asked carefully, â if you do this, you wonât be able to eat it. â we can work together.â
âthatâs fine.â xi rui glanced at mo nan chong. â i admit defeat. â
â i lost too ... â mo nan chong patted xi ruiâs shoulder. â youâre the first person iâve met whose cooking skills are on par with mine. other than my parents, this is the first time iâve met someone with such bad cooking skills. â
âare you complimenting me?â
mo nan chong: â just take it as a compliment. itâs good to have bad cooking skills. â at the very least, others wonât dare to let you cook so easily. this way, you can escape from cooking.â
âthat makes sense ...â