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Chapter 209 If You Force Me to Eat, I Will Hit the Wall

Su Renyu was also complaining bitterly. Ever since her mother became obsessed with the novel, she wanted to do whatever the author wrote in the novel, such as killing fish and chickens and cooking.

As a result, the living room was a mess and the house was almost set on fire.

What they made was pretty disgusting.

Su Renyu never wanted to recall the plate of chicken that almost made him die.

Now he is not only troubled by food, but also by the novel.

What kind of evil author could write a plot about eating chicken, duck and fish? Is this something a carbon-based creature could think of? Is this a plot that the human brain could come up with?

How can such a smelly and disgusting creature be associated with food?

Therefore, he doesn’t believe any of the videos he sees online about cooking that appear to end up looking good.

He'd tasted his mother's chicken, so he knew full well that these videos were all for show.

So fake.

Su Renyu was no longer in the mood to play games. He was thinking about whether he should run away early. What if his mother forced him to eat pork?

"You stay at home. I'll come over to your house and hide for a while."

Su Renyu got up from the sofa and was about to walk towards the door when his father stopped him.

Father Su said with a smile: "My dear son, where are you going?"

Su Renyu said calmly, "Let's go to Qi Zhen's house to exchange ideas and study. The final exam is coming soon."

"Nonsense, don't I know that Qi Zhen and you are just one step away from being ranked in the bottom 50 in the grade? What are you guys learning from me?"

Father Su winked and said, "Are you trying to avoid the pork later?"

Su Renyu said, "Dad, do you want to go out and hide for a while too?"

"Your mother said that if I'm not here later, she will practice the boxing moves she recently learned on me. I won't be able to leave."

Su Renyu said, "Then make way. I'm leaving."

Father Su said sternly, "Nonsense, I can't even leave, how could I let you go?"

"Of course, sin is easier to bear when two people suffer it together."

"If you leave, then I will have to bear everything by myself, will I let you go?"

Su Renyu, with a pale face, was forced to stay at home by his beloved father.

After a while, the doorbell rang and his mother He Shi walked down from upstairs.

"The stuff has arrived, Renyu, go get it for me."

Su Renyu took the package from the smart butler with a bad look on his face, dropped it in his hands, and then put it on the table.

Father Su touched his head and said, "Isn't it true that a piece of pork was sent here? Do you want to put on the gas mask?"

He Shi: "Of course, you have to carefully observe everything from the appearance to the smell before you decide what to wear."

Su Renyu was puzzled, "Why do you have to observe so carefully? What is there to observe about pork?"

"Who said I observed the pork? I observed how the pork was made into that shape. I followed what was written in the book, but every time I made it, it was different from what they made. If you look at the videos online, everyone says it's delicious."

"I just don't believe it. I can't make anything like what's in the book."

Su Renyu said in despair, "Mom, novels are all nonsense. They are just the author's imagination. There is no such thing as real food. Pigs don't look like they can be eaten."

He Shi completely ignored him, opened the express box and took out the lunch box inside.

He took it in his hand and examined it for a while, then said, "You two just don't know the value of things. The author can write so well, he must have tasted good things before. Don't let me share some with you when I bring out the food later."

"Look, this box is not enough for three people."

When Father Su thought of the things his wife was tinkering with every day, his face changed, and he waved his hands repeatedly, laughing and saying, "Forget it. This kind of tonic food is enough for my son to eat. I'm too old to need any more tonic."

Su Renyu rolled his eyes, "I don't want it either. If you force me to eat it, I'll bang my head against the wall."

He Shi leaned closer and smelled it, and was stunned for a moment.

When Father Su saw her like this, he immediately leaned back in defense.

Su Renyu frowned and couldn't help holding his breath.

He Shi took out a note from the express box - Braised pork trotters, don’t eat the bones, they are for dogs.

This is the same thing as what is written in the novel.

He Shi's interest piqued instantly. She was a loyal reader of "Planting". She did read it at first because of her interest in plants, but later she became more interested in the descriptions of the food in it.

She cooked several meals at home following the novel, but none of them was successful.

I just followed Brother Qiang's videos, but still failed in the end. Not to mention making it the same as in the novel, I couldn't even do it the way in Brother Qiang's videos.

Can't even eat.

I tried it once before and my whole family was exhausted.

He Shi should be considered as the only one among all those who have tried to cook who has persisted despite repeated failures. Others will assume that they are fake after failing once.

But she always felt that it could be done, she just wasn't very talented in this area.

When the author announced the lucky draw, she participated without hesitation, just to see what the author, who could write those descriptions, could make of the thing.

As soon as He Shi opened the lunch box, he was shocked by the fragrant aroma.

This is what braised pork trotters look like.

It’s completely different from the slightly pale look in Brother Qiang’s video.

The braised pork trotter in the lunch box is rosy in color, like a lake under the sunset, exuding an enticing aroma. The skin is shiny, plump and elastic. Each piece of pig's trotter is covered with rich sauce, slowly seeping into the white rice underneath.

The moment He Shi opened the lunch box, Father Su closed his eyes, leaned back, and held his breath.

Su Renyu and his father did the same thing at almost the same time.

He Shi didn't bother to care what the father and son looked like. She put down the lid, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of pig's trotter.

Although it was my first time using chopsticks, I didn’t know why, but it felt so familiar, as if it was engraved in my DNA.

She picked up a piece and put it into her mouth impatiently.

The temperature of the food is just right, not scalding hot right out of the pot, and it won’t burn your mouth when you put it in your mouth.

The pork skin is stewed until it is very soft, glutinous and elastic. With a light bite, you can feel the collagen melting in your mouth. The fat is not greasy and there is no fishy smell. It is completely different from the pork processed before.

It’s completely different from what I made myself.

He Shi's eyes lit up, which was exactly the same as what the heroine described!

Although she originally thought that the food in the novel could be made, she also felt that the heroine's description was a bit exaggerated. How could it be so delicious?

The level of what Brother Qiang made was already very amazing in terms of appearance, but it was nothing compared to the bowl in front of me.

Su Renyu is not very good at holding his breath, and can only hold it for a dozen seconds at most.

I relaxed a little and thought I would inhale a foul odor, but instead I smelled an indescribable fragrance.