Chapter 902

Someone started to move chopsticks.

Leng Rongrong and others all looked at the table. Mo Siye also looked at the table with a dignified face. After all, they all cooked their own dishes.

He was very confident in himself this time. After all, he did it very seriously. He made sure that all the dishes were dead.

There will never be a picture of ducks or crabs coming out of the basin.

"I Pooh!"

"Why is this cucumber bitter? Why, so bitter! Is there something wrong with my tongue? "

"Bitter? No, how can it be bitter to shoot cucumbers? I'll have a taste! "

"I'll try it, too!"

A group of people tried without believing in evil.

Then there was an expression of extreme pain on everyone's face.

Everyone rushed to gargle.

Cheng Qing looks at the crowd with a strange look on her face. She still hasn't eaten with chopsticks. She has been frightened by the reaction of these people. She doesn't know whether to try.

She touched the tip of her chopsticks and patted the cucumber. Then she took back the chopsticks, licked the tip of her tongue and tried.

Following, Cheng Qing's eyes all stare big, she looked to Mo Lin Yuan, "did you poison?"

“……” Mo Si Ye looked at Cheng Qing coldly, "No."

“…… No? " Cheng Qing looks at Mo Linyuan suspiciously. Does she feel that this dish is really poisonous.

"Of course not. I don't need to poison you. " Mo Linyuan coldly said, "maybe this dish is not ready, it doesn't matter, there are other."

Then, Mo Si Ye quickly removed his failed product, and then directly poured it into the garbage can to destroy the body.

All of you

Cheng Qing tries to take another look at the dishes on the table. There are many dishes on the table. She sees a very delicate dish. It's a braised lion's head. It looks really exquisite.

Besides, it looks absolutely delicious.

She picked up chopsticks, put a braised lion's head into her bowl, and then tried it in public.

She took a small bite, because the people around her were watching, which made her feel nervous.

I feel like I'm not eating. I feel like I'm testing drugs.

Everyone is waiting for her to try, or just fall down.

With one bite, Cheng Qing collapses.

Before she could taste it, she vomited out.

“？？？？” Cheng Qing holds the lion's head and shows it to Mo Linyuan

It looks perfect outside, but it's raw inside?

How did you do that?

What's more, there seems to be only a thin layer of skin when it's cooked, and the whole inside is raw

How did Mo Linyuan do it!

How can this ingenious maturity be made like this?

“……” Fourth master Mo was silent for a moment.

"It's nothing. It's good." Li Ruhua said, "it's very good that there isn't a live goose on the plate."

"What's a live goose coming out of the plate?" Cheng Qing looks at Leng Rongrong's direction suspiciously.

"Nothing. Fourth master's cooking is very special." Leng Rongrong smile, "my husband is very virtuous."

Mo Linyuan heard this sentence, very useful, lips up, nodded.

Yes, he wants to be a virtuous husband.

Cheng Qing and others began to try other dishes again. The main reason is that the appearance of these dishes is too charming. Mo Linyuan's knife work and flapping function are very powerful.

It looks delicious.

But it's a terrible poisonous dish to eat.

Cheng Qing tried several dishes. They were either raw or tasted strange.

One after another, they tried.

At the end of the day, all the people collapsed in their chairs. Because they were hungry, there was a big table in front of them, but they couldn't eat it.

It's like eating can kill people.

Liang instantaneous: "sure enough, even if the ruler of the abyss empire is not omnipotent, no one is perfect, it's true."

Liang Xi nodded, "this table really can't eat."

Cheng Qing tasted almost every dish. Then she stared at fourth master Mo for a long time.

Leng Rongrong originally thought that Cheng Qing might be angry, but what she didn't expect was that Cheng Qing began to laugh like a lunatic.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha, I'm laughing to death!"

"Fourth master Mo's cooking is so bad. Fourth master Mo can't cook!"

Then, fourth master Mo stares at Cheng Qing with a kind of terrible eyes. If his eyes can kill people, Cheng Qing has probably gone to hell 100 million times.

Of course, Cheng Qing ignores Mo Si Ye's terrible eyes. She is very happy and excited now. She feels that she is going to laugh to death."Ha ha ha, I'm so happy!"

"Hahaha, Leng Rongrong, I thought the husband you were looking for was so powerful that I couldn't cook!"

"I'll be better than you if I find a husband who can cook!"

Leng Rongrong

She knew that Cheng Qing's brain circuit was not normal.

Mo Si Ye frowned and said, "don't make fun of my wife. It's such a simple thing as cooking. I'll learn it twice! I'm half done! "

Cheng Qing: "ha ha ha ha ha!"

A group of bayonet people also laugh.

Fourth master Mo

"Eat up!"

"If you let me do it, you'll have to eat it all."

Fourth master Mo looks at Cheng Qing with murderous eyes. He has a great look. If Cheng Qing and others don't finish the table, he can press their heads and let them finish.

Cheng Qing and others counseled.

Then, under the terrible coercion and inducement of the fourth master, he ate everything.

After eating, there are people with weak intestines and stomach, directly vomiting and diarrhea.

Later, all of them fled and seemed to have to leave fushengju, saying that they would never eat the food cooked by the fourth master again, which made the fourth master's face black and become the bottom of the pot.

Leng Rongrong comforted for a long time, only to make the fourth master's face not so black.

In the evening, a group of people studied the eggs Leng Rongrong gave Mo Linyuan.

This egg has been in the incubator for a long time, but there has been no movement.

I don't know what kind of egg it is, but it gives people a feeling that it is alive, but it has never hatched.

"Eggs?" Bai Wanrong saw this egg for the first time. When she saw it, she felt that the floating people were all mentally retarded. She hatched eggs at home. "It's good to find an old hen to hatch. Why didn't the chicken hatch?"

Bai Wanrong looks at the blow.

Critical hit: "cluck, cluck, cluck!"

It's not a hen, okay?

It's just how a rooster can hatch.

As a result, Leng Rongrong and others all looked at the critical strike, staring at the critical strike.

"Critical hit, why don't you sacrifice yourself for this valuable egg? Although you are a rooster, you are a chicken. If you are a chicken, it should be the same, right? As long as you are willing to incubate, it may be better than this incubator? "

Leng Rongrong persuasion.