Mingye glanced at Chu Qiao and motioned for him to explain it perfectly...

Chu Qiao cleared his throat and said in a measured tone: "Mrs. Lan can't help it. Our roast duck feet are different from what you eat elsewhere.

Our chef placed the live duck on a slightly heated iron plate and heated the iron plate coated with seasonings.

Because the live duck is hot, it will walk around on the iron plate and then start to dance, as if dancing. It is very beautiful. You can enjoy it while waiting for the food.

Finally, the duck feet are cooked, but the duck is still alive. Cut off the feet and put them on a plate. It is a real delicacy in the world.[

If Madam likes it, we can prepare this dish now. This master is also very good at roast duck feet..."

Chu Qiao said the last word without changing his expression, and only heard a "Wow" sound.

Fang Li had already covered her mouth and was lying on the side vomiting filth. Her liver and intestines were broken, as if she wanted to vomit out all the bile.

Chu Qiao couldn't help but shake her head, tut tut... It's really not scary. The young master has prepared a lot of delicacies. As soon as she mentioned the second dish, she couldn't hold it anymore.

In the rest area, an unpleasant smell quickly spread, and Ming Ye frowned in disgust.

For a long time, the only sound that could be heard in the huge Huayang Chushang was Fang Li's vomiting.

Ming Ye sat on the sofa with no expression, while Chu Qiao stood on Ming Ye's side and looked normal, with a faint smile on his lips.

And the senior chef from Japan had already left the show at some point. The young master knew that this was already done. After a person's psychological defense line was broken, there was no need to use other tricks.

Chu Qiao actually felt a perverted sense of joy in his heart. The satisfaction of scaring a normal person into this state was really much better than shooting a few people with a gun.

No wonder the young master always enjoys playing such perverted games.

When Fang Li finally vomited until nothing could come out, she was so weak that she couldn't even move her fingers. The huge fear tortured her physically and mentally.

Fang Li sat weakly on the sofa, her face as pale as a dead person.

"Young Master Ye, don't... torture me anymore. If you want to ask... just ask..."
Chapter completed!