Pei Hai: "Have you had breakfast yet?"
Gu Wangchao: "No."
The Film Emperor’s eyes lit up.
"I’ve recently learned to cook, I’ll go make sothing, you can fill your stomach first, and then we’ll get to work."
He walked off enthusiastically.
Tuanzi watched his back, then turned to look at Gu Wangchao and plopped over with a ’pop’.
"Wangchao, do you watch the live broadcast?"
The young singer was still tidying up the bed.
"I watched it."
"So, what do you think of Brother Pei Hai’s cooking?"
Gu Wangchao thought for a mont and gave an evaluation, "It won’t kill you."
Tuanzi: !!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ
[Hahaha]
[I thought he was the cold beauty type, didn’t expect his words to be this sharp]
[The brothers really don’t get along, talking like that]
[You at the front, when they talk politely you say they don’t get along, when they’re blunt you also say they don’t get along, you might as well change your na to Not Getting Along]
"That evaluation," Tuanzi looked up at his face, "Wangchao, did you eat his cooking when you were little?"
She rembered the second brother said that before their parents were busy, and after a housekeeper had bad intentions, the eldest brother beca suspicious and learned to cook himself.
The second brother ate a lot of the eldest brother’s cooking when he was little. Is it the sa with their cousin?
"I did."
Perhaps recalling past events, Gu Wangchao slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, "He almost blew up the kitchen."
The eldest brother, who was particularly good at academics, was always clumsy with chores.
In contrast, he was better at cooking and cleaning.
But it’s nothing special, lots of people can cook and clean, he was still not as good as his eldest brother.
His faint grey eyes trembled a bit, and soon his lashes drooped, covering the bad emotions.
Just then, a little finger slipped into his hand.
Looking down, he saw his sister secretly slipping her finger into his palm.
"Wangchao, let’s go check on Brother Pei Hai."
Tuanzi looked up, smiling sweetly, "This ti we can’t let him blow up the kitchen, otherwise we won’t even have a place to cook."
Those clear eyes seed to see through everything.
The cool singer had a trace of embarrassnt. But he clearly felt his sister’s goodwill.
She didn’t laugh at him.
"Mm."
The two walked hand in hand, and as they reached the kitchen door, they heard a ’clang’, followed by Pei Hai’s exclamation.
"Bro!"
Gu Wangchao strode in and saw Pei Hai blowing on his left hand, the pot lid just dropped to the floor.
He had gotten burned.
Seeing his brother and sister co in, Pei Hai quickly hid his hand behind his back.
"Are you an idiot?"
Anger climbed onto that delicate face, causing the cool beauty to show a touch of fire.
Gu Wangchao approached, grabbed his hand, and led him toward the sink.
"When you’re burned you have to rinse it imdiately under running water."
Gu Wangchao appeared slim, but he was quite strong.
The Film Emperor obediently used running water to wash the wound.
He sneaked a glance and found his brother’s face was filled with anger, whispered, "Xiao Chao, you know so much."
"Hmph."
With his other hand, Pei Hai touched his nose, sheepishly saying, "Next ti, I’ll be careful, I’ll be careful."
Tuanzi was quite worried at first, but after hearing the system’s analysis, the injury wasn’t serious and could be treated with running water and burn ointnt.
She then wandered over to the two, saw Gu Wangchao with a cold face and Pei Hai shrinking his neck, and burst out laughing, "Brother Pei Hai, you really seem like the younger brother now."
[Miaomiao echoes my thoughts]
[The normally imposing Film Emperor at ho is quite obedient]
[But why, clearly Gu the Film Emperor is more accomplished]
[They’re blood brothers, not rivals or senior-junior, family doesn’t need status comparison]
Just then, a burnt sll from the pot appeared.
Gu Wangchao let go.
"Rinse it yourself." His tone was harsh.
"Okay." Pei Hai obediently responded.
Gu Wangchao went to the stove, finding the cabbage in the pot had already burned to the bottom, leaving him speechless.
Truly, still clumsy as ever, with no progress in culinary skills.
He complained internally, then quickly took out the burnt vegetables, continuing to deal with the remaining ones.
Tuanzi helped light the fire.
The two coordinated well, quickly finishing the stir fry, and boiled water to cook noodles.
The noodles were given last ti by Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao also gave a few eggs.
"Slls so good," Tuanzi couldn’t help but wiggle her little nose, "Miaomiao wants to eat too."
Gu Wangchao: "I’ll cook more, are there any vegetables? I’ll go pick so."
He had watched the live broadcast and knew about the vegetable garden at No. 3 house.
As he went out, Tuanzi and Pei Hai exchanged a glance.
"Puhaha."
Tuanzi laughed holding her tummy, "Brother Pei Hai, you’re always so timid in front of Wangchao, it’s adorable."
Pei Hai didn’t admit to being timid.
"It’s about letting, I need to let my brother win."
Tuanzi pouted, full of disbelief.
Just then, the crew brought burn ointnt, and after Pei Hai applied it, he couldn’t stay still and went to the stove, feeling the poached eggs his brother cooked were rounder.
Is there a trick to this?
He picked up a spatula, poking around to find the secret.
[I have to say, that’s just like when I was little and couldn’t resist adding ingredients to my mom’s cooking]
[ too, and then got scolded by my mom]
[Will Gu Wangchao scold him?]
[He won’t scold him, probably call him an idiot instead]
[Honestly, these brothers contrast so much. Outside, the Film Emperor is steady, sotis mischievous, but at ho, he’s a brat. Gu Wangchao is a cool beauty, who instantly gets agitated when provoked by his brother]
[Haven’t you noticed Film Emperor broke a poached egg?]
[His guilty look is just like I was back then]
Gu Wangchao returned with so bok choy.
He washed it and put it in the pot.
"Does our vegetable garden have bok choy?" Tuanzi was puzzled.
"Yes, it’s in the corner, just a little."
Tuanzi scratched her head, looks like she wasn’t thorough enough seeking treasure before.
Smiling, she gave a thumbs up, "It’s my brother who pays such attention."
Pei Hai didn’t participate at all.
Gu Wangchao looked at him a few tis but couldn’t see through him.
Until the noodles were about to be served, he found a bizarre shaped poached egg hidden under the noodles.
Gu Wangchao: (▼へ▼メ)
Pei Hai: (oﾟ▽ﾟ)o
Gu Wangchao gave the ugliest poached egg to his brother.
The three of them began eating breakfast.
"It’s just normal noodles, but when Wangchao makes it, it’s delicious."
Tuanzi ate the delicious breakfast, sparing no effort to praise.
Pei Hai was eating silently and couldn’t help but say, "Since childhood, he’s been good at cooking. When he was in middle school, the school had a cooking class, and he always got first place."
The Film Emperor was speaking passionately when he suddenly felt a chill, turned his head to find his brother’s death stare.
"Ah, eat, eat, don’t talk while eating."
Tuanzi, with her cheeks puffed out, heard this and widened her eyes, revelling in her amusent.
Gu Wangchao lightly furrowed his brows.
He had an impression of this, but in his mory, their relationship was cold at the ti and Pei Hai had already entered the entertainnt industry and was busy.
Even if he ca first every ti, the cooking class wouldn’t award certificates, he hadn’t told their parents, how did the eldest brother know?
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