Although it is winter and evening, the mushroom house tonight is not cold at all, and it is even a little hot.

The air was confused with the aroma of meat, and Huang Lei was drying hot next to the barbecue grill. The high temperature of charcoal fire gave this quiet country villa the warmth of spring.

They didn't eat in the small wooden pavilion like other guests, so Wang Qing and the others moved the stools to the open space outside.

The three permanent residents of the Mushroom House each have their own personalities, including Liu Xianhua who brings guests to work with him, and Teacher He who is active in the atmosphere, and Teacher Huang's main job is to cook.

Although the meal today is a bit novel, without exception, Mr. Huang Lei is still responsible for baking it.

"It smells so good, when can I eat it?" Zhang Zifeng looked forward to sitting on the small stool, holding his cheeks and drooling as he watched Teacher Huang Lei's movements.

Wang Qing also looked at Huang Lei. As a man with systematic cooking skills, he could certainly see that the skewers in his hands were not cooked.

But it is one thing to see, but it is another to be anxious inside.

His stomach had already started to roar, and the lunch meal in his body had been digested at some point.

He was originally a big eater, but now he has been hungry for a long time. If he hadn't wanted to reveal that he actually knows how to cook, he would have started to bake it himself.

The dinner time at Mushroom House is much longer than that of ordinary people. For example, now, it is already past eight o'clock, but they have not started eating yet.

No wonder those guests were reincarnated like starved ghosts after they came. They worked hard for the afternoon and had dinner so late. Wang Qing felt that even if Huang Lei could not cook, he should be able to eat quite well, not to mention that the other party's craftsmanship seemed very skillful, and he seemed to be doing it frequently at first glance.

"It's getting faster, the meat needs to be grilled for a longer time. If you are hungry, I'll give you some vegetables first." Huang Lei said, without any pause in his hand. He skillfully brushed oil and sauce on every skewer on the barbecue grill.

"Hehehe, thank you Dad Huang." The sister waited happily.

"You're welcome, this definitely can't make the child hungry, right?" Huang Lei smiled lovingly.

After a brief conversation, the atmosphere in the mushroom house became quiet again.

As a talkative person, Liu Xianhua consumed a lot of energy because he was catching fish in the afternoon and was very hungry now and didn't want to speak at all.

Now they are like hungry young birds waiting to feed, all nesting in the bird's nest waiting for Huang Lei, who is the bird's father, to feed.

Teacher He, who was in charge of the lively atmosphere, saw everyone sitting quietly on the bench waiting for food. He was worried that there was not enough material during editing, so he quickly spoke: "I think, in order to prevent this waiting time from being too painful, how about we play the game?"

"What game?" the sister asked in confusion.

"Play the game? Yes, yes, let's play the game."

With Teacher He leading the rhythm, Liu Xianhua reluctantly raised his mind and pretended to be interested, "Then let's play with the horses?"

"Submarines? How to play?" My sister was puzzled, and Wang Qing had never heard of this game.

When they saw their expressions, Liu Xianhua, who was originally indifferent to interest, became active instantly, "Hey, have you never heard of the game Shuma?"

Teacher He also observed the reactions of the two people seriously, trying to confirm whether they really didn't know.

If you really haven't heard of this game, that would be interesting.

"Then...what is the black magic? Have you heard of the black magic?" Liu Xianhua asked again.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Qing asked back: "Black Magic? Are you referring to that... Little Demon Fairy?"

As soon as he asked, he felt a little regretful. He was a big man who was recording a show again, and he always felt a little inexplicably ashamed.

"Brother..." My sister was speechless, "Don't talk about this kind of hobby, it must be not."

"No, sister, don't get me wrong, I just..." Wang Qing quickly wanted to explain that he had never seen it, but had only heard of this cartoon.

"Brother, I understand everything. I am a childlike hobby. When I was a child, I also liked watching cartoons that only you boys watched. It's no big deal to see that one."

The sister patted Wang Qing on the shoulder very well, but thought for a while and asked, "But brother, do you prefer Yan Lili or Xiao Lan? Or... Meiqi Meixue?"

As she said that, she couldn't help laughing, but she didn't expect that her brother would have such a hobby.

"I'm not, I don't..." Wang Qing explained weakly, trying to regain his tall image in his sister's heart.

"Okay, okay, Zi Feng, don't tease him." Teacher He stood up to smooth things over, but unfortunately the camera has recorded all this, "Then let's count the horses first, I'll clap my hands, guess a few horses."

"It's started." He said, and began to clap his hands.

A clapping sounded with a regularity, and then he looked at the people and asked, "Guess how many horses are this?"

According to the number of applauses he heard, Wang Qing spoke without hesitation, "Three."

"I'm the same as my brother." said the sister.

"No, there are four." Liu Xianhua hurriedly said the answer, and looked at Wang Qing happily, "Master, you really haven't heard of this game."

The two of them were obviously not acting in a confused manner.

The reason why he was short of interest before was mainly because these games were boring.

In the past, when these games were not yet popular, they were quite interesting to play.

But with the increasing number of variety shows, the secrets of these games are no longer secrets, and there is no such fun to play.

Many guests have been on many variety shows. After they come, they actually know the answer to the game, but for the sake of the show effect, they still have to pretend that they don’t know how to play with them. Over time, he himself has no interest.

Because it's more like playing a play where everyone knows the answer.

"That's not the number of clapping hands." Wang Qing recalled Teacher He's actions just now, "It should have nothing to do with the actions."

"When Teacher He clapped his hands just now, he stretched out five fingers. There was no point in his behavior and movements related to the number four. Then the answer should be related to what he said."

"Okay, Xiaoqing, she's quite smart." Teacher Huang watched them play on the side, looking at Wang Qing with some admiration.

If you really haven't learned about this game before, this answer is actually quite difficult.

It was quite surprising that being able to eliminate behavior so quickly was not the answer to this game.

"I am worthy of being my master!" Liu Xianhua started again, "So what is the answer? Do you want me to do it again? If it is the master, you will definitely be able to guess it if I do it again."

He inexplicably had great confidence in Wang Qing.

"No."

But unfortunately, Wang Qing shook his head and took out his cell phone from his pocket, "It's too troublesome to guess. I'll know if I just need to wait a thousand times."
Chapter completed!