The Entertainment King of Longing for Life

Dilraba giggled and asked happily, "He Hao, if I have time to come again in the future, will I be able to see him again?"

He Hao hesitated for two seconds, then said, "If it comes in the last episode, you'll be able to eat it."

Dilraba: "..."

Oh my god, this conversation has killed me again.

soon.

The sound of He Jiong and his two companions chatting and laughing could be heard outside.

Open the door.

The three of them came in carrying vegetable baskets.

He Hao watched as everyone began to seriously wash and pick the vegetables, seemingly preparing to make a vegetable salad.

I couldn't help but sigh!

If I remember correctly, He Jiong has had a problem with hypoglycemia ever since he entered the entertainment industry.

How can a vegetable salad possibly provide all the nutrients the human body needs?

The younger brother is really worried sick about his older brother!

He Hao stood up from his chair and walked towards the director...

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When the director saw He Hao smile at him, his hair stood on end!

He secretly wondered if the other party was planning something?

I became extremely cautious!

This guy is such a con artist!

Be very careful!

He Hao strolled up to the director and said, "Give me a pound of beef, three pounds of shrimp, half a duck, a carrot, and the corresponding seasonings."

The director immediately pulled out his calculator and typed away, "A total of 3013 ears of corn!"

He Hao smiled very gently and asked, "Could you round it down?"

director:"???"

You fucking bastard!

Is it addictive to insult people's intelligence?

Today, even if you beat me to death, I, Wang Chengyu, will not give you a penny less!

The director's face darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, "No way!"

He Hao sighed. The director's IQ had actually increased; he was no longer easy to fool.

never mind!

Cooking is still the most important thing.

I'll spend more time with him when I have time later.

"Use the last condition to exchange for all the ingredients," He Hao said lazily.

"Okay, okay!" The director nodded hurriedly, beaming as he ordered the ingredients to be brought out. He patted He Hao on the shoulder and grinned widely, "Given my relationship with your brother, I'd give you anything, even more than this..."

"Free meal?" He Hao asked immediately.

"roll!"

soon.

All the ingredients He Hao needed were in place.

He Hao plucked a large bok choy from the yard.

My hand brushed over each of the ingredients on the cutting board.

Apart from the bok choy I picked myself, the rest of the food wasn't very fresh. If it were me back then, I probably would have thrown all of this food into the trash long ago.

However, given the limited resources, we'll have to make do.

He Hao first put the shrimp in a basin, scooped some water, and prepared to wash them properly.

The busy crowd looked on with puzzlement as He Hao brought over a bowl of shrimp.

"Ah Hao, what's wrong with you...?" He Jiong asked.

"I just made one last request to the production team to exchange for some ingredients," He Hao said casually.

"Brother Ritian, are you going to cook?" Henry Lau exclaimed.

"I'll give it a try," He Hao said modestly.

My younger brother can cook?

He Jiong was skeptical.

The other two women had almost the same expression as He Jiong.

Huang Lei felt a pang of sadness upon hearing the sounds coming from the courtyard.

These ingredients are going to go to waste!

Cooking is not easy!

As the saying goes, everyone has their own taste!

The delicate balance is really hard to control!

Unfortunately, I'm too weak to even lift a spatula!

Out of sight, out of mind, Huang Lei continued to sleep.

The rest of the group continued studying the vegetable salad.

They weren't very confident in He Hao's cooking skills.

He Hao's unhurried preparations as an author...

Everything is ready.

Place thinner pieces of dry firewood in the stove, and weigh them down with two or three thicker pieces of firewood.

Then, He Hao pinched his fingers together!

Stab it!

A small flame slowly rose from between the thumb and forefinger of the right hand.

Then, He Hao placed the flame directly on the small pieces of dry firewood.

It's on fire!

A thick plume of smoke rises!

VJ Zhao Fei behind him looked completely bewildered!

You fucking bastard!

Magicians get a buff when they cook?!

Soon, the pot of water was boiling!

He Hao threw the beef in directly!

For a while.

Drain the blood!

Take the beef out!

Change the water in the pot!

After the water boils, throw the duck in!

After a while, it was fished out.

Pour out the water.

Place the pot back in its place and refill it with clean water!

Throw in all the beef, shrimp, duck, and diced carrots!

then……

He Hao silently returned to his chair and lay down.

Zhao Fei: "???"

Is this cooking?

Isn't that a bit too... aggressive?

However, Zhao Fei also felt a little fortunate.

Ordinary people, as long as they reach the top in any field, are enough to earn respect and admiration!

However, He Hao is different; his skills in magic and medicine are both at their peak!

The key point is that he's so young!

If only I could cook...

Isn't this the template for the nation's ideal husband?

This makes it significantly more difficult for other gay men to find girlfriends!

Five minutes later.

He Hao sat up from the chair.

Zhao Fei hurriedly followed.

The pot lid was lifted.