My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"It's so delicious. If I hadn't tasted it myself, I wouldn't have known that there could be such delicious food in the world." Weng Yuanming finished the rice porridge in small mouthfuls as if he were tasting nectar. He put down the bowl reluctantly and said with emotion.

That wrinkled face was overflowing with happiness that had never been seen before, and it was so radiant.

"Yes, I realized today that my life has been in vain." Yao Wenshan rolled the last grain of rice into his mouth, closed his eyes and savored the last fragrance. When he opened his eyes, tears filled his eyes.

"I don't understand how the same rice porridge can be so delicious. How on earth is it made?" Zeng Ning'an held the porridge bowl that was as clean as if it had just been washed, and sniffed hard. The faint lingering fragrance makes my eyes want to dive into the bowl.

Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen looked at each other and felt that this scene seemed familiar. Looking back, when they tasted Fatty Bai's cooking skills for the first time, they seemed to be so filled with emotion, so surprised and confused.

It seems that the three founding elders of the Burning Sky Sect will inevitably embark on the road of foodies and carry forward the spirit of foodies in Wuji Holy Heaven!

At this time, they did not know that the three founding elders were not just foodies. One day in the future, Elder Zeng Ning'an would also become the most famous chef in Wuji Holy Heaven. In another world, there once was an ancient sage who was revered as Laozi by later generations, another was revered as Confucius, another was revered as Confucius, and another... And in Wuji Shengtian a thousand years later, Zeng Ning Elder An Zeng was respectfully called Zeng Zi, oh no, not Zeng Zi, but a cook. His reputation was even higher than that of Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan.

Of course, that's all for later.

"What kind of delicacy is this? It's just a pot of rice porridge. You haven't tasted the barbecue cooked by Fenghua himself. That's the real delicacy." Fatty Bai came back from washing the porridge pot and happened to hear Weng Yuanming and others. He admired and said disapprovingly.

As a true "cook", of course he would not pay attention to a mere pot of rice porridge, but he never forgot Gu Fenghua's barbecue.

After running around for many days, he never had the chance to taste Gu Fenghua's barbecue skills again. Just thinking about it made him feel saliva flowing under his tongue.

"Yes, although the handsome man's cooking skills are great, when it comes to barbecue, he still can't compare to Fenghua." Luo Enen agreed. Thinking of the roasted chicken and rabbit, which is browned and oily on the outside, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, makes my index finger move in the same way.

"Really?" Weng Yuanming and others' eyes lit up at the same time.

"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you?" Luo Enen said.

"Cuckoo." The stomachs of the three of them rang at the same time. Two small bowls of rice porridge, of course, couldn't fill their stomachs, but it brought out all the appetites they had suppressed for thousands of years.

"Actually, it's not as exaggerated as they said. I'll bake it for you to try when I have time." Gu Fenghua said modestly.

"Okay, okay." Weng Yuanming and others nodded, their eyes burning with anticipation.

They suddenly discovered that besides establishing a sect, there were more things to look forward to in the world, and their state of mind was not as indifferent and detached as they imagined.

"Creak." At this time, Tang Junhou pushed his way out of the courtyard with a head of white frost and walked in. Qin Xiude, Wu Zhixing and others followed and filed in behind.