I Relied on Fan Beng Characters [Transmigration Book]

Among the other two teams, Li Jianqi was good at cooking. It only took him an hour to cook four dishes and one soup deftly.

Gu Qiqi doesn't know how to cook, but Ji Fenfang can cook some home-cooked dishes. Although the final product is not as fancy as Li Jianqi's, it still looks very good. It took an hour and a half to cook two dishes and one soup.

As for Ren Youhe...no one knows how to cook...

"How about we cook instant noodles, it's simple and convenient." Ren Youhe began to come up with an idea.

Although he has cooking skills, he doesn't want to touch the spatula at all, and he doesn't want to be in the kitchen in his life.

In one life, he traveled into ancient times and became a nine-year-old cook in an inn. Because he was young and knew nothing, at first he just washed vegetables and dishes and did some auxiliary work. Start cooking.

In that life, he lived to be 89 years old, and he cooked for more than 50 years, spending his whole life in the kitchen.

After that life ended, there was a shadow in his heart, so he secretly made up his mind that he would never go into the kitchen or touch the spatula again.

In this life, he also knows that ordering takeout is actually very expensive, but he never thought of saving money by firing...

Compared to cooking with his own hands, Ren Youhe feels that eating instant noodles tastes better.

But different from his indifference, Shang Yue and Chen Xinyi were full of passion for cooking, with eager expressions on their faces, Ren Youhe let them go.

As long as you don't ask him to cook, everything else is fine.

An hour later, when the aromas were wafting from the positions of the other teams, or when people started to eat lunch, Ren Youhe, Shang Yue, and Chen Xinyi were cooking in the dark at a table.

Ren Youhe looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table. These colors are very special. Whether it is scrambled eggs with tomato, fried cauliflower, fried pork with pepper, or seaweed egg drop soup, they all have only one color.

black!

Chen Xinyi tasted the rice first, and then quickly spat it out: "Bah, bah, bah...was it raw?"

Chen Xinyi scratched his head embarrassingly: "I seem to have put too little water, so don't eat the rice. Everyone, try the vegetables, try the vegetables."

Come on, the rice is sandwiched raw.

Ren Youhe hadn't moved his chopsticks yet.

Shang Yue first took a piece of black egg, which was inside the tomato scrambled egg, and when he chewed it in his mouth, Ren Youhe heard a crackling sound.

This plate of tomato scrambled eggs is made by Shang Yue.

"There are eggshells...don't eat this either." Shang Yue took out the tomato scrambled eggs and put them aside.

In this way, there are two dishes and one soup left.

Seeing that both of them tried the poison once, Ren Youhe mustered up the courage to pick up his chopsticks, hesitating between stir-fried pork with chili and stir-fried cauliflower.

The fried meat with chili was black, Ren Youhe decisively picked up the cauliflower and put it in his mouth...

better than expected.

This dish is also fried by Shang Yue.

Seeing Ren Youhe eating, Shang Yue was greatly encouraged. He thought that it was not so bad to cook for the first time. After seeing Youhe, he liked it, so he also picked up a cauliflower and ate it, but he I haven't had time to chew, but the tip of my tongue touches the cauliflower, and the thick salty taste bursts directly...

Too much salt, too salty!

But Shang Yue's first reaction was not to spit out the cauliflower in his mouth, but said to Ren Youhe: "This is not edible, it's too salty, spit out what you just ate."

Then, he brought a bottle of water to Ren Youhe: "Rinse your mouth!" After finishing speaking, he spit out the mouthful of salty cauliflower and poured it directly with water.

Ren Youhe felt that it was a bit salty, but it wasn't such an exaggeration: "It's okay, I've already finished eating." Adhering to his principle of eating food to the mouth, it is impossible for Ren Youhe to spit out the food again.

Shang Yue was stunned, then a little happy again, couldn't help but think: Youhe must like him very much now, otherwise he cooks so unpalatable, how could he be able to eat, and Yuhe only picks his dishes, Chen Xinyi didn't even look at the dishes.

This must be like him!

"Then drink some water, you can't eat this." Shang Yue hurriedly brought the fried cauliflower to the side.

Chen Xinyi suddenly felt that sitting here was a bit redundant, as if he couldn't get his mouth in there, and finally waited for the two of them to finish talking before he said: "The only thing left is fried pork with chili peppers, but I don't think this can be eaten either. Let's go eat instant noodles."

Although he made chili fried pork himself, but to be honest, he didn't really want to try it when he saw the color.

"Then eat instant noodles, instant noodles are healthier than these." Shang Yue also agreed.

So the three happily ate instant noodles, and each extravagantly added marinated eggs and sausages, which was another expense.

Ren Youhe ate the instant noodles so much that there was not even soup left, but he didn't know that Chen Xinyi just ate a couple of bites on purpose, and then put it aside without touching it.

And Shang Yue ate half of it, because he really didn't like the taste of the instant noodles, so he didn't finish it.

But, at least in front of the camera they tragically ate only instant noodles, and seemed to have eaten them all.

Behind the camera, where no one noticed, Qin Zhu would definitely not wrong his young master.

So during the break when the machine was suspended, Qin Zhu dragged Shang Yue to a small room.

Shang Yue thought that Qin Zhu had something important to ask him, so he followed him, but when he opened the door, it was full of food, charcoal-grilled fish, fruity steak, salt and pepper ribs...

Shang Yue immediately began to search his pockets, but he didn't find the phone, oh... Then he remembered that the phone was with Ren Youhe, so he walked back without saying a word.

Seeing that Shang Yue didn't go in but left instead, Qin Zhu felt a little strange: "Master, where are you going, come and have something to eat, how can you just eat instant noodles?"

Shang Yue didn't turn his head back: "I'll be back later, soon..."

It was indeed very fast, in less than 2 minutes, Qin Zhu saw Shang Yue again, but at this time there was another person beside Shang Yue.

Ren Youhe.

Qin Zhu looked at Ren Youhe, feeling a little pain in his heart, liver and lungs. Seeing that Shang Yue had pulled Ren Youhe in, he couldn't say anything.

But he disagrees in his heart, he thinks that Shang Yue is too nice to Ren Youhe, is there any need for this, Ren Youhe is not a child, he will not go find food when he is hungry, so there is no need to take care of him So thoughtful?

He had just seen Chen Xinyi being mysteriously pulled aside by his assistant. Needless to say, he must have eaten something, just like he did.

Regardless of whether it was him or Chen Xinyi's assistant, the program crew knew a little about what they did in private, but they would turn a blind eye and pretend they didn't know.

It's impossible for artists to eat instant noodles with braised eggs.

Ren Youhe didn't know there was such an operation at all. He was shocked when he saw the room full of food, and then his eyes were completely sunk in the roasted lamb chops and he couldn't get them out: "Shang Yue, can we Do you want to eat? Will this violate the rules? Will I be fined?"

Qin Assistant curled his lips after listening to Ren Youhe's words, but what Shang Yue said next left him speechless...

Shang Yue said in a very grand manner: "It's okay, we didn't buy it, it was Uncle Qin's money, we didn't know it, even if there was a mistake, it was because we couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food, but if you want to punish, you will also punish Qin. Uncle. Eat at ease, it’s okay, I think you didn’t eat well just now, are you hungry?”

"I've been hungry for a long time, what's the use of a bucket of instant noodles?" Before finishing speaking, Ren Youhe's chopsticks reached for the lamb chops.

The more Qin Zhu read it, the more he felt frustrated, so he decided not to watch it, resolutely left the room, and... closed the door.

So Ren Youhe Shangyue and the others spent these three days like this:

During the day, sand slides, horseback riding, archery, and sneaky snacks after two mouthfuls of instant noodles.

And at night, someone would sneak into Ren Youhe's tent, stay there for an hour or two, and then be kicked out...