He Jing looked at him with a mixture of surprise and flattery: "Is this alright?"
He Zhou said, "I'm going to make cold dishes, so it won't disturb your sleep. Your presence here will only bother me."
He Jingcai finally relaxed, her initial skepticism gone, and smiled sweetly, "Okay, thank you, Third Brother."
...
Thanks to He Jing, He Zhou overslept for the first time in his life the next day.
He opened the door and found the family sitting at the table eating breakfast. Hearing the noise, they all turned around and looked at him.
Taking advantage of a moment when they were distracted, He Sui grabbed the steamed buns from the winnowing basket and stuffed them into his mouth. He Ning said, "I didn't wake you because you went to bed late last night."
He Zhou glanced at the mountains of food piled on their plates and couldn't help but think: They're probably afraid of having another person competing with them for food!
Without saying a word, he went into the toilet and washed himself.
He Xiaoguo turned around and said in a childish voice, "Fourth Brother, my bag!"
He Sui said, "What's the point of wrapping it? Once it's in my mouth, it's mine."
He Ning: "..."
He Yi: "..."
He Chen: "..."
That's incredibly fast.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, He Zhou went into the kitchen, opened the rice cooker lid, and found that He Jing had actually saved a separate portion for him.
Without a doubt, no one but her has this skill.
He Zhou gave a soft hum, feeling slightly better.
At this moment, He Jing walked into the kitchen and said gently, "Third Brother, I tasted the dishes you put on the table yesterday, and they were very well made."
He Zhou choked on a steamed bun, then suddenly remembered the recipe he had painstakingly developed in the middle of the night. He glanced at the kitchen counter and asked, "Where's my recipe?"
He Jing said, "I was afraid the mice would knock the lid off, so I put it in the cabinet."
He Zhou opened the cupboard and saw that the dishes he had made were indeed there.
That was an upgraded version of boiled tiger prawns that he had developed last night, after making repeated improvements based on He Jing's version. He added several ingredients that he had bought himself to further enhance the prawn's flavor.
He turned around again and saw He Jing standing straight behind him, seemingly thinking seriously for a moment, before saying, "Third Brother, you don't have a clear understanding of your own position. If I am a genius, then you are too."
"You have unlimited potential and a bright future. Even if you were deceived by the Xingwang Hotel, it proves that you were worth being deceived, doesn't it?"
"I hope I can eat such delicious food again in the future, and I hope you won't say such things again. I was competing with Third Brother very seriously. If you give up so easily and attribute the loss to my genius, I will be in a very difficult position."
He Zhou gripped the steamed bun, his fingers involuntarily clenching. After a long silence, he lifted his eyelids and chuckled, "How could I possibly admit defeat? You overestimate my abilities. Don't worry, I won't admit defeat until I surpass you!"
"That's good. An opponent should have the professionalism of an opponent." He Jing felt relieved and stretched out her hand, "Then please have Third Brother put the money I secretly used for my ingredients yesterday on the books, and it would be best if you could give me an IOU."
He Zhou's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and then He Jing smiled with a playful look in her eyes: "Third Brother won't deny it, will he?"
He Zhou gritted his teeth: "It's just a few dollars, I'll pay it back. I'll write you an IOU right now."
"good."
...
After breakfast, He Jing went to school as usual. When she arrived at Yin Gao High School, there weren't many people there yet, but Zhou Xue'er was already there.
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