In the annex building of Fanghua Garden, the chefs were on holiday and Wen Han was busy in the kitchen. Su Lingzhi's appetite was aroused by the smell of food. The kitchen had both Chinese and Western food. Zhao Xuelan and Jian Yuxing were making Chinese food, while Wen Han was making Western food.

Mr. Jiang was leaning against the window, fiddling with his phone, his face indifferent. The atmosphere was actually quite good. Su Lingzhi was worried that Mr. Jiang would come too early and be criticized by Wen Han, but she didn't expect the atmosphere to be so good. She took a look at the kitchen and knew what was going on. It turned out that Wen Han was too busy to pay attention to him.

The kitchen was a mess. Whether it was the center island in a Western kitchen or a Chinese kitchen, it was like a typhoon had passed through. There were red and black stains on several people's aprons.

Su Lingzhi, "..."

She suspected that Mr. Jiang was secretly recording the video while playing with his phone nearby.

Gu Zhen asked, "Are you sure they can cook?"

Su Lingzhi shook his head, "I've only eaten rats roasted by Wen Han."

"what?"

"Rats!" Su Lingzhi said, "The rats on Death Island are fat and tender."

Gu Zhen and President Jiang, "..."

Wen Han was making roast duck, red wine and garlic roast duck, a very well-marinated roast duck, roasting in the oven. He was also making Wellington steak. Zhao Xuelan said, "It has been burnt three times."

The trash can was full of rotten Beef Wellingtons.

Jian Yuxing's meal was even more horrible. The Chinese food was a complete mess. The simplest vegetables seemed to have been fried in oil. The spare ribs were stewed until they were soft but black. I don't know how much soy sauce was added.

Gu Zhen looked around and found that the only edible things were Australian lobster, steamed king crab, steamed fish, boiled shrimp and other seafood, because these things did not require complicated cooking, as long as they were processed well, steamed and made into a sauce. As for anything that required adding oil, salt, or stir-frying, none of them were edible.

Gu Zhen has a very real understanding of the brothers' cooking skills.

"Do you need me to call the chef from Weilan Garden?"

"No need!" Wen Han said, "We can handle it!"

Gu Zhen really wanted to make a sarcastic remark, saying that if he could really handle it, he would not have bought so many Australian lobsters and king crabs, and would have just planned to eat as much seafood as he could.

Zhao Xuelan reluctantly fried a few vegetables that looked edible and served them up. The old duck soup was also ready. Jiang Zongnan couldn't stand it anymore, so he dragged Jian Yuxing out and asked him to cook the food himself.

"Brother, can you cook?"

Jiang Zongnian was startled and looked at him strangely, "I learned a little."

"Oh..." Jian Yuxing gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Brother is brother, he knows everything."

He always had a sweet mouth. Jiang Zongnian calmed down and went to wash and cut vegetables. Perhaps he knew that his cooking skills were not very good, so he prepared a lot of ingredients. Su Lingzhi was helping Wen Han, following the tutorial to make Wellington. The last time he made it, it looked pretty good.

"Why do you suddenly feel like cooking?" Su Lingzhi asked.

Wen Han hated working in the kitchen the most because he thought the smell of cooking fumes was too strong. Wen Han said, "I have nothing to do."

“The roast duck looks good.”

The plump roast duck was cut into pieces and drizzled with sauce. Su Lingzhi was drooling with greed. The food was finally served. Jiang Zongnan made some simple stir-fried seasonal vegetables and pan-fried marbled beef, as well as some lemon shrimp and shredded chicken. A meal combining Chinese and Western food was ready, and the presentation was pretty good. Gu Zhen was a picky eater, but others were not picky, and the ingredients were good enough, so it was pretty good. Wen Han was busy for several hours and had a messy meal, but he could only eat two dishes. He felt full and had a poor appetite.

Jiang Zongnian silently processed the crabs on the plate and picked out a small bowl of crab meat.

Jian Yuxing broke off a crab leg, picked out the meat, placed it on a white porcelain plate, and handed it to Wen Han, "Brother, have some, it's your favorite."

“That’s what you like to eat.”

"I like to eat, don't you like to eat too?"

They have similar tastes.

Su Lingzhi said, "He didn't like to eat crabs. When we were surviving on the island, he would rather roast mice than catch crabs. There were many big crabs on the reefs behind the island."

Zhao Xuelan smiled and said, "He doesn't like to eat crabs because he almost had his finger bitten off while catching crabs, so he took his anger out on innocent crabs, caught more than a dozen of them, and put them on rocks to die in the sun."

He has a strong desire for revenge!

"You have been raised by Lin Sen since you were a child and are his adopted son. Why do you want to go to the Death Island for training?" Jiang Zongnian asked.

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