Zhu Lao originally thought that Fu Sichen should be able to cook well.
After a series of strange and strange sounds came from the kitchen, he clearly felt that Fu Sichen really couldn't cook.
He no longer wanted to eat the food cooked by Fu Sichen.
But after all, he said that if Fu Sichen couldn't cook a meal today and they were just going to be hungry all day, saying they wouldn't eat would be a bit like slapping themselves in the face.
So Zhu Lao endured it.
After a long time, Fu Sichen walked out of the kitchen.
He was still the handsome guy with a chiseled face, but there were some blood stains and fish scales on his apron. He chuckled and said, "You can eat now."
Zhu Lao: "Really? Then let's go have dinner?"
He hesitated a little.
A group of people entered the house.
The three senior brothers went to serve the meal.
Wenjiujiu and others sat down first.
There were several dishes on the table. There was a large soup pot with a lid, which seemed to contain chicken soup. There were also fish and some vegetables on the table.
Each dish looks a little scary.
The fish seemed a little burnt, but it also looked vaguely undercooked. The key thing is that although the scales of this fish were processed, the belly was not cut open... and the internal organs seemed not to be cleaned.
The vegetables on the table are even more interesting, otherwise they are so burnt that you can't tell what they are.
Or it might look perfect but completely raw.
Mr. Zhu burped, "Why do I feel full?"
Xiao Yuyu: "After eating this table of food, you will go to see the King of Hell, right?"
Xiao Ruirui: "If I had known better, we would have done it. Daddy wouldn't force us to eat, right?"
"Then we should eat some. Your dad works so hard. If the food is not delicious, just eat more." Wen Jiujiu frowned, "We can't dampen his enthusiasm."
The two little cute babies nodded vigorously.
While they were talking, Wei Yue and others came out with rice.
They came out with empty bowls.
"Where's the food?" Mr. Zhu asked.
"Oh...it's not cooked." Wei Yue said, "Si Chen doesn't seem to know how to use a rice cooker..."
Zhu Lao: "???"
Wenjiujiu: "..."
"It's okay, the rice is not cooked yet, let's eat the vegetables first. I am still confident in the food I cook. I followed the recipe."
Fu Sichen came out from behind and sat down.
He opened the lid of the chicken soup and found a whole chicken inside. Just like a fish, the internal organs had not been processed, and there was even a lot of hair on it.
For a while, everyone lost their appetite.
Holding the chopsticks, I didn't want to hit Fu Sichen, but I also felt that any of these dishes could poison them.
"It looks good." Wen Jiujiu said against his will.
"Try it and see, it should be okay." Fu Sichen didn't know where he got the confidence.
Then I was going to get a chicken leg for Mr. Zhu, but the chicken didn't seem to be cooked that well and he couldn't get it off.
After a while, Fu Sichen took out a pair of scissors and cut off the chicken legs.
He put the chicken legs, which still had several hairs on them, into Zhu Lao's bowl.
He looked like he sincerely hoped that Mr. Zhu would recognize his cooking skills.
"Try it, it should taste good."
Zhu Lao looked at the red and completely unripe chicken legs with mixed feelings.
He looked at the other people for help.
Everyone lowered their heads and pretended to be eating.
"Haha——" Zhu Lao looked at Chen Yuan, "It's better for you to try such a good thing!"
The chicken legs went into Chen Yuan's bowl.
Fu Sichen looked at Chen Yuan expectantly.
Chen Yuan was in a complicated mood and did not dare to eat.
"I've been making this for a long time, why don't you guys take a bite?" Fu Sichen, who had calmed down his anger, suddenly let out all the aura of the domineering boss.
This chapter has been completed!