Capítulo 1264: Chapter 1264: Astonishing Culinary Talent
The director said helplessly, “How the kids will act isn’t within my predictions, and I can’t influence their choices.”
Zhuge Xunming’s father said coldly, “If being isolated makes my son even more withdrawn and unsociable, why should we let him participate in this show?”
Zhuge Xunming’s mother imdiately shouted angrily, “Withdraw! We will quit filming this show right away!”
The director rubbed his temples in frustration.
Honestly, the six little ones got along harmoniously, and having Zhuge Xunming felt quite jarring.
He was sowhat tempted to agree to let Zhuge Xunming quit.
But if this troublemaker left, there didn’t seem to be as much of a hook.
Now that a child is isolated and not fitting in, isn’t that a great hook? It will create controversy, and controversy brings traffic.
“Calm down first, it’s just the beginning, they need ti to adjust to each other. Let ask you, how skilled is your son at cake making?”
Zhuge Xunming’s father frowned, “He does nothing at ho; we have no idea if he can make a cake.”
Zhuge Xunming’s mother sighed, “If he can lie down, he won’t sit; if he can sit, he won’t stand.”
The director watched the boy stirring flour slowly on the monitor, “Your son looks very calm, like he knows what he’s doing.”
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Although Zhuge Xunming had never made a cake before, he would watch short cooking videos while lying on the couch, and he’d co across many recipes.
Culinary skills are about talent; so people only need to see sothing once before they can do it themselves perfectly.
And Zhuge Xunming is soone with a talent for cooking.
The aroma of cake wafted from the kitchen.
Outside the kitchen, the six little ones, now full, looked at each other and then curiously gathered at the kitchen door.
Zhuge Xunming took an ancient-style cake out of the oven.
There was no cream, nor was it overly decorated.
A cake the size of a pillow, looking incredibly fluffy.
Zhuge Xunming glanced at the six people at the door, snorted lightly, broke off a piece and started eating, nodding repeatedly, looking like he was thoroughly enjoying it.
Wukong: “Can I have a piece?”
He only asked because Zhuge Xunming was eating so delightfully, giving him a little craving.
Zhuge Xunming raised his head arrogantly, “I’m not stingy like you all. I made plenty, if you want so, just help yourself.”
Having said that, Zhuge Xunming broke off a portion for himself, leaving a big piece untouched, took the cake in his hand, and left the kitchen, returning to the couch.
Helen widened her eyes, “He even has to lie on the couch to eat cake?”
Li Dahe: “Is he glued to the couch or sothing?”
Tom frowned, “Is he just lazy?”
Wukong had already broken off a piece of cake and put it into his mouth, “Ooh, it’s a bit hot! Slls nice! It’s delicious!”
Helen, not wanting to believe it, broke off a piece too, very surprised, “Is his skill really this good?”
Tom tasted a piece, “If he were willing to guide us, we wouldn’t have failed on our first try.”
Li Dahe: “Delicious! But I’m already full and can’t eat anymore.”
Little Taotie tried a piece, also quite surprised, “Very fluffy, with a strong milky aroma.”
Hua Jinyan tasted a small piece, “It is indeed delicious.”
Seeing this scene, Zhuge Xunming’s parents looked at each other; his father was stupefied, “When did my son learn to make cakes? I thought he’d make a brick.”
His mother looked bewildered, “I thought he couldn’t tell grains apart, yet he can feed himself by doing it himself—remarkable.”
The director’s mouth twitched, “Do you really think so little of your son?”
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