Transmigrated into a Book: Scumbags Get Out, Don't Disturb My Melon Eating

Leng Mo, true to her name, appeared cold on the surface (but was actually a silly person inside) and remained unknown. Her appearance was the kind that would blend into any crowd, impossible to fin...

Chapter 166 I thought it was some kind of culinary disaster!

Wow, that fortune teller was so accurate! Quick, tell me when I'll become rich this year!

[Hahaha! The person upstairs is hilarious! Hey, can you tell me when I'll find a girlfriend too?]

[Me too, me too! Let's see when I'll win the Mark Six lottery. I've been a lottery enthusiast for years and have only ever won five dollars. It's incredibly frustrating!]

[Upstairs, you call that flat? I'm the flattest! I've been a lottery player for five years and haven't won once! Waaah! Fortune teller, please tell me when I'll finally win!]

[Haha, you two teachers, at least I've won ten dollars before!]

[Winning ten dollars is nothing! I'm not that great, but I won a million!]

[Report! Report! The person upstairs is showing off their wealth, come and arrest them!]

[Don't report him yet, let me ask him what color trash bag he likes first!]

[Oh my god, this is terrifying! The best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee; I'm outta here!]

...

A burst of laughter filled the screen, but the guests looked troubled. Director Li had given each of them a head of broccoli and a head of cauliflower, and none of them knew what to do with them. They were discussing who knew how to cook it when Leng Mo raised his hand. "I know! I know! It's just broccoli and cauliflower, how easy is that! Let's go to our place, and I'll show off my skills at lunchtime today and let everyone have a taste!"

Shi Yu quietly tugged at Mo Xuan's sleeve, covered the microphone on his clothes, glanced at Leng Mo suspiciously, and said, "Hey, can Leng Mo really cook? Have you eaten any of her cooking? Is it some kind of culinary disaster?"

“Actor Shi, no need to ask Actor Mo anymore. Actor Mo’s microphone wasn’t covered, I heard everything. Don’t doubt it, it’s just cooking, it’s as simple as 1, 2, 3!” Leng Mo said, gesturing with his fingers.

"Uh, haha! I just think that good-looking people aren't necessarily good cooks, just like good singers aren't necessarily good singers!" Shi Yu's words to Mo Xuan were overheard, and he immediately laughed awkwardly, forcing himself to explain.

"Oh, then I'll take that as a compliment on my looks. But don't worry, my cooking is passable and edible!" Leng Mo didn't dare to boast about her cooking skills, so she could only say modestly. After all, there were cameras filming, and if it was uploaded online, people would say she was just bragging, and if she ended up on a trending topic, she'd be finished.

Everyone followed Leng Mo and Mo Xuan to their place. They simply sat on the sofa, chatted for a while, and sampled the goose stewed by Director Li and the others. Leng Mo then brought out two dishes and said to everyone, "Quickly, the broccoli and cauliflower you wanted are ready too. They're in the kitchen, go get them!"

Everyone knew Leng Mo could cook, but they never expected that the food he made would smell so good that it made everyone's stomachs rumble.

Wang Feifei and Qian Shasha brought out the remaining two dishes, and Wen Ying also served the rice. They were ready to start eating. With the troublemaker Wei Mu'er gone, everyone was happy and relaxed.

"Leng Mo, I didn't expect you to cook so well! This is almost better than the chefs at five-star hotels!" Wang Feifei said, taking a bite of a piece of garlic broccoli and nodding.

"Yeah, actually I was thinking she might make a terrible dish? Even though she said she could cook, I was still a little worried... So it was really unexpected that she made it so well!" Shi Yu said, picking up a piece of cold cauliflower salad.