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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nLooking at her big brother’s serious face, Lu An blinked her big eyes. “…” He didn’t seem to be joking?

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nThese dishes were indeed stunning works of art. That was right, they could only be called art!

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nThe flesh on the back and belly of a fish had been cut right off. Each exquisite slice was arranged on a plate. Then, a few large holes were made, and large red chilis were stuffed inside. Then, some scallions were sprinkled over the top. Perhaps, it had been steamed directly in the microwave? Because there was no sign that the stove top had been used.

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nOf course, if that was the case, it shouldn’t be a problem to eat it; it just might not be that delicious.

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nHowever, he had poured golden-yellow salad oil over the fish to fully cover it, like how you would cover a cake with cream. He probably wanted to give it color, like in an oil painting?

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nKetchup, whipped cream, soy sauce, and other things were teased out in fine lines with the fork that was still lying on the chopping board, as the various colors were mixed together.

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nThe final product was beautiful and eye-catching. It was like a landscape painting; if blue was added, it would be a rainbow that could summon a divine dragon!

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nIf Lu An hadn’t seen the fish head, bits of flesh, and internal organs that were left, she probably wouldn’t be able to tell what on earth this dish was.

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nThis was indeed a shocking feast for the eyes!

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nBut could it be eaten? How?

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nWhy don’t you try eating it yourself?

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nAnd that wasn’t the only dish. On the side, there were still potatoes, clay chicken, and so on.

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nOnly the innermost part of the potatoes were used. They rattled around on a plate in their original yellow, green, and blue colors.

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nThen, was the clay chicken a little better?

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nThe meat on the outside had been completely removed, leaving behind an exquisite skeleton on the plate. Then, all the meat was stuffed into the chicken’s stomach, creating the illusion that the chicken had eaten itself.

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nLu An quietly poked at it with her chopsticks.

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nAlright, she was overthinking it.

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nWhen she broke the skin, small things that looked like eggs poured out. They had different colors and appearances. Big Brother really worked hard!

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nBut where did all that chicken meat go?

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n“How is it? Isn’t it amazing?”

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nBig Brother smiled slightly, his face full of anticipation, as if he was waiting to be praised.

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nHehe, as expected of an infamous artiste in the entertainment circle!

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nBig Brother… was too interesting!

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n“Then, do you want to try one yourself?”

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nLu An’s black eyes sparkled as she washed clean a fork and picked up a small egg to feed Big Brother.

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nEr…

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nA certain big brother was suddenly a little stunned. “…” When he had been making the food, he had only been thinking about impressing his sister with his art; he had forgotten about the practical aspect!

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nBig Brother rubbed his chin and felt a little depressed. While he was debating how to deal with his “artworks,” his father interrupted.

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n“Why would you eat something like this? I’ll throw them out!”

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nHe had a very disdainful expression on his face. As he spoke, he took out a box and put the dishes in layer by layer, before taking them away.

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n“Hey!”

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nLu An wanted to say that they could still be saved, but she saw her father secretly try a small egg, and he looked like he had been electrocuted. However, it was clear that he wasn’t going to throw them away. Instead, he was headed in the direction of his room.

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nKeeping them?

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nLu An suddenly understood, and helped distract her big brother. “Big Brother, using ingredients this way is a waste!”

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