"F * ck!
How dare you look down on me! "
"I'll let you know what it means to be really fragrant …"
Sneering, Chen Yu returned to his room and picked up the Automatic Cooking Pot. He then placed it on the dining table.
He poked his head out to look at his two sisters in the living room, then pulled the door shut and turned on the cooking pot.
Beep!
A crisp electronic sound rang out, and a virtual projection suddenly appeared above the wok, displaying dozens of cuisines.
Domestic Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Jiangsu cuisine …
French cuisine, British cuisine, American cuisine, Sicilian cuisine …
Chen Yu was dazzled by the variety of items on display.
"Not bad, very impressive!"
Just by looking at the tens of thousands of items on the menu, Chen Yu felt that the products he exchanged this time were among the top three in terms of practicality.
If he ate three kinds of food a day, he wouldn't be able to finish them all in a lifetime.
Rubbing his palms together excitedly, Chen Yu removed the lid. However, just as he was about to place the onions and potatoes into the pot, his "occupational disease" suddenly flared up.
"If I only add seasonings, with the performance of this pot, will I be able to make dishes?"
Thinking of this, he decisively picked up the seasoning box and added three spoonfuls of salt, one spoonful of MSG, one spoonful of pepper, and half a bottle of vinegar into the pot …
In the end, he hesitantly put in a rolling pin, closed the lid, selected the husband and wife lung slice in the virtual projection, and clicked create.
The pot: "…"
Placing his hands on his hips, Chen Yu waited quietly.
The pot: "…"
"Beep!
Di di! "
A minute later, the cooking pot lit up with a red light, sounded an alarm, and popped open the lid.
[The ingredients do not have any nutritional value. Please choose the appropriate ingredients.]
"As expected, it doesn't work?"
Picking up the rolling pin, Chen Yu poured out the seasonings from the wok. As a reviewer, his imagination started running wild once more.
"I wonder if poop has any nutritional value …"
He washed the bottom of the pot with water. This time, he put in the "normal" ingredients such as onions, ginger, garlic, potatoes, and beef.
As for the seasonings, Chen Yu decided to add 10 spoonfuls of salt, five spoonfuls of MSG, half a bottle of old soy sauce, half a bottle of rice vinegar, and half a bottle of cooking wine.
Anyway, the cooking pot could adjust itself, and the excess seasoning could be saved for next time.
Bang!
Closing the lid, Chen Yu selected Braised Intestines from the Chinese Cuisine menu and clicked produce.
Beep!
The green breathing light lit up, and a progress bar appeared in the virtual projection.
[Remaining time: 1 minute 44 seconds.]
[1 minute 23 seconds …]
When the countdown hit zero, the lid of the Cooking Pot popped open.
White mist filled the air, and a fragrant aroma wafted into Chen Yu's nose, causing him to shiver.
"Holy sh * t … This smell …"
Picking up his chopsticks, Chen Yu picked up a piece of oily braised intestine and carefully observed it.
Regardless of color, smell, elasticity, or shape, it was no different from normal stewed intestines!
"Interesting."
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Chen Yu placed the fat sausage into his mouth. He then closed his eyes and carefully felt the mellow fragrance explode in his mouth and blossom in his taste buds.
"Guji, guji …"
"Guji …"
As Chen Yu chewed seriously, a path to making money appeared in his mind.
Buying a large amount of cheap cabbages and old potatoes, making them into exquisite dishes and selling them would earn a lot of money!
The commoners worked hard to save up some money. If they didn't work hard to earn it, would they still be human?
But very quickly, he dispelled this thought.
First of all, he didn't lack money. In fact, he didn't even like money anymore.
Secondly, there was only one pot, and even if he spent 240 points to buy it, he would only be able to buy two.
No matter how fast the production time was, it wouldn't be enough to satisfy the demand for large-scale sales.
If he only opened a few small stores, he might as well earn more by selling a software.
Not to mention, although the dishes made from the cooking pot tasted good and were very authentic, they weren't at the level of being able to make one's soul scatter after taking a bite. In fact, the cooking pot's cooking skills were on par with Xing Biqi's. Hence, he couldn't sell it for a high price.
Hence, this cooking pot could only be used as a household appliance for Chen Yu.
After swallowing the food, Chen Yu wiped his mouth and scooped out another dish. He then added in the potatoes and green onions, selected the stir-fried shrimp, and clicked produce …
Three minutes later …
(Invincibility is so, so lonely.)
(Invincibility is so, so empty …)
Amidst the passionate background music, Chen Yu walked into the living room with a plate of braised intestines in his left hand and a plate of stir-fried shrimp in his right.
"Huh?" Chen Erke, who was currently drawing, raised her head and stared at the plate of braised intestines.
"Huh?" Chen Sanke also turned her head and stared at the plate of stir-fried shrimp.
"Ahaha."
Chen Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud. Placing the two exquisite dishes on the coffee table, he smiled and asked, "Dear little sisters, how do you feel?"
"This … This …" Chen Erke widened her eyes in disbelief. "Big Brother, you made this?"
"That's right." Leaning back on the sofa, Chen Yu asked, "How's the standard?"
"Big Brother actually knows how to … cook?" Chen Sanke's eyes glowed as she reached out to grab the stir-fried shrimp …
Smack!
Like lightning, Chen Yu slapped Chen Sanke's hand away.
"Ah!" Taking a step back, Chen Sanke tilted her head and looked at Chen Yu in confusion.
Leisurely picking up a shrimp and placing it in his mouth, Chen Yu said while chewing, "Aren't you full, Third Eldest?"
"I-I'm not."
"You said you were full just now.
Since you're full, you can't eat anymore. "
Obviously, Chen Yu didn't understand the concept of sibling affection at all. Picking up the plate, he swallowed half of the stir-fried shrimp and started chewing at Chen Sanke like a demon. "Squeak … Squeak …"
"Ah …" Chen Sanke retreated and fell to the ground, despair appearing on her face.
Taking advantage of the confrontation between Chen Yu and Chen Sanke, Chen Erke grabbed a piece of sautéed pork intestine and prepared to stuff it into her mouth.
However, just as she opened her mouth, Chen Yu approached her and licked the sautéed pork intestine.
Chen Erke: "…"
"Didn't you suddenly lose your hunger?" Chen Yu sneered.
"Uh." Tossing away the intestine in disgust, Chen Erke spread her hands and tried to reason with Chen Yu. "I'm hungry now."
"Too late."
Sitting on the sofa, Chen Yu said, "They're all mine. None of you can eat them.
Starve. "
"T-Then why did you bring them over?!" Chen Erke shouted aggrievedly.
"I'm greedy for you guys."
"…" Pouting, Chen Erke looked at the oily pork intestine before turning to look at Chen Yu's "repulsive face." Stomping her feet, she said, "I don't like you anymore!"
"Oh."
Nodding, Chen Yu grabbed a piece of pork intestine and waved it before Chen Erke's nose. He then placed it in his mouth and said, "How fragrant."
Chen Erke: "…"
"G-Big Brother." Chen Sanke crawled up from the sofa and approached Chen Yu.
"What?"
"I love you."
"It's useless."
"… Uh." Staring at the prawns, Chen Sanke licked her lips and lifted her sweater. "I'll let you touch my belly."
Chen Yu: "…"
"Touch one and let me eat one," Chen Sanke said with a serious expression. "I-If I eat three, I'll give you two for free."
Chen Yu: "…"
"Is that okay?" Chen Sanke asked pitifully.
"… Fine.
Touch first, then eat. "
"Touch while you eat."
"Deal!"
Chen Erke, who stood beside Chen Yu, curled her lips in disdain when she saw her little sister selling her soul in exchange for food. Afterward, she lifted her sweater and revealed her white belly. "Brother!
Touch two and let me eat one. You've made a profit. "
"Screw off. Your stomach is so dry and shriveled. I won't let you eat one even if I touch it a hundred times."
"…"
Under Chen Erke's tearful gaze, Chen Yu and Chen Erke shared all the dishes and left.
Meanwhile, Chen Sanke was still a soft-hearted person. Kindly handing the plate to Chen Erke, she asked, "There's still some scraps left. Do you want to lick them?"
Chen Erke: "…"
…
(Note: We'll continue tomorrow!)