[BL] The Film Emperor's Daily Live Cooking Broadcast

13-Film Emperor Ruan Tang

"Ah?" He Yun Yi's brows rose, "So that 'HE' is you?"

He couldn't help but stand up and reach out to touch his brother's forehead. With a deep and forceful voice, he said, "Now, you tell me. Did something happen to you?"

He Yun Chen: "..."

He coldly patted away his brother's hand and pointed at the chicken wings in the box. He said quietly, "This is the reason."

Being able to let his "anorexic" self enjoy the delights of natural food, the cause of this could already be considered a miracle.

Outside the mansion came the sound of a suspended car, and Ran Jing smiled, "Your father's back." She stood up and hurried out with a smile on her face.

There were two double S-class fighters in the family. Although glorious, their very sharp five senses also make them lose out on the fun that many ordinary people experience. For example, in the case of eating, their family of four never sat together in a single place. It was always that she and her eldest son would eat natural ingredients downstairs, and the younger son and her husband would eat nutrient solutions upstairs.

The chicken wings brought back by her two sons was actually something that the younger son liked, so her husband naturally wouldn't be disgusted by it either.

She opened the door, helped her husband to take off his military uniform, and then asked her husband to sit down to eat.

Seeing that his younger son who had only ever eaten nutrient solutions was also sitting quietly at the table, He Wei Ye couldn't help but furrow his brows. He was about to refuse, when his nose caught a whiff of something that was different from before.

Such a good smell.

His eyes fell on the congee and preservation boxes on the table.

He Yun Yi pulled out the chair from the head of the table, smiled and said: "Dad, today's meal is different from the previous ones. Just sit down and try some." He pointed at the chicken wings on the table. "Even A'Chen likes it."

"There is also this fresh shrimp porridge, which I cooked according to the video. The taste should also be OK." Ran Jing took him to sit down. The porridge she cooked today was the prawn porridge that Ruan Tang cooked during the live broadcast today. Because the cooking method seemed to be relatively simple, she followed it step by step and it seemed to be a success. In addition, she also fried a vegetable dish. One meat, one vegetable and one congee, today's dinner looked like a hard to come by luxurious feast.

Ran Jing gave them a heaping bowl of congee, and then she added a chicken wing to He Yun Chen and He Wei Ye's plates.

He Yun Chen already liked Ruan Tang's craftsmanship. In one bite he bit off half of the chicken wing. The chicken was boiled tender and the taste of the soy sauce penetrated into it, making it look more rich and mellow. The chicken skin was the tastiest, soft and slippery. It made people itching to bite into more.

At this time, eating a mouthful of the thick shrimp congee, the clear sweetness from the rice diluted the oily feel from the chicken wings. The warm congee went down into his stomach, immediately warming it completely.

Seeing that his younger son ate with such gusto, He Wei Ye also couldn't help but to have a rare sense of anticipation. He also had a chicken wing. At first his eyebrows were furrowed but after biting a bit on the side, it smoothed out in an instant, and his eyes flashed with surprise. He ate faster than He Yun Chen, and cleaned the chicken in one bite, then spit out a thin bone.

"Which star-ranked chef made this?" he couldn't help but praise, "When did the Chefs' Association have such a great new chef?"

He Yun Yi couldn't help but poke fun, "Dad, how long has it been since you've been on the Star Network? This was from a food anchor under mom's company. Even us, your sons, these young masters who don't eat the food of common mortals are hooked on his food. One of us even went so far as to become their room manager to help them out!" and he then looked at his younger brother with a smile that was yet not a smile.