Chapter 141 The third birthday present
Shi Yiguang is also a man who remembers to eat but not to beat him. Occasionally, he comes quickly and goes faster. He soon forgets Xie Xiaoqi's cruel side, and turns to mop the floor and wipes the sofa together.
It was as if Luffy, the plasticine who told her that Gan Yuexin was either heterosexual or bisexual, was creepy and secretly made up her mind to stay away from Gan Yuexin, so as not to be broken into a 'bent' by her. But later, everything was still the same as before, and when something happened, she shouted: "Yuexin, Yuexin, what should I do?"
If she didn't hurt her once without "unforgettable" and she couldn't be cut off with one knife.
After wiping for more than half an hour, the hall was covered with duck blood, but there was still a faint smell of blood in the air. Even if the air freshener was sprayed, it would not work very much. This look would not be dissipated in a short period of time.
In addition to not killing, Feng Chu had a high level of autonomy. He never asked Shi Yiguang to help in the kitchen. Shi cleaned the hall, stretched his head, and went to peek at Feng Chu in the kitchen.
The two duck brothers were left with bloody hairs in the trash can, and the rest of the parts were put into the pot, while Feng Chu was kneading the noodles and stirring eggs, as if he was making cakes.
"Do you need help?" Shi Yiguang asked in a low voice.
"What can you do for me? Even if you can't cut a duck, what else can you do?" Feng Chu asked without looking back.
If Shi Yiguang is aware of his appearance, facts are better than words.
"Go out, it's a problem." Feng Chu spoke again.
"Okay." Shi Yiguang responded with a crisp voice and left quickly.
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The sun sets in the west and the sky is getting darker.
In the hall of Boyue Hall, Shi Yiguang sat barefoot and cross-legged on the sofa, Xiao Zhenyuan was sitting on the left, Xie Xiaoqi was lying on the right, and Gan Yuexin was sitting on the other sofa, and the four of them were all focused on holding their cell phones.
They were injecting pesticides again, and four of them formed a team to lead a passerby, and they also robbed the magic of Yiguang. They were a thousand years old and were still alive and had no help from the emperor. They were so sad that they were happy.
Starting from the afternoon, Xie Xiaoqi, Gan Yuexin, and Shi, while playing, quarreling, and fighting each other from time to time. As for Xiao Zhenyuan, he is young, even if he cheats three guys, he will not be willing to criticize him.
But after all, it was the three guys who cheated Xiao Zhenyuan and made a child who had not grown up frustrated. Not only did they have to fill in the loopholes in the game, but they also had to persuade the three sisters not to fight in reality.
Just after Shi Yiguang was killed in the spring with an excellent record of 2 and 6, his crystal was poked by a super soldier, and Feng Chu, who was in the kitchen, finally came out, holding a large casserole in his hand.
A high-end birthday party that was agreed upon eventually turned into a food stall of a dinner party.
"Set the table!" Feng Chu ordered.
Before Shi Yiguang could get rid of the blame for this game, he jumped up suddenly, put on his shoes, and rushed to help move the table, forming a long table, and others also helped.
There were waves of heat in the casserole, and a rich fragrance rippled along with it. Soon, it spread throughout the hall. Before he could eat his mouth, Shi was no longer secreting the outlet of water from his mouth.
Feng Chu's cooking skills are really great.
Feng Chu put the casserole on the table, stared at Xie Xiaoqi, and said fiercely: "I'll call the protagonist tonight. Before I come back, you dare to take a bite. I'll drop you on a stone and suppress it in the pit for a cycle of reincarnation!"
Xie Xiaoqi also swallowed, nodded unwillingly, and said cowardly: "Don't eat it, don't eat it."
"Look at her!" Feng Chu ordered Shi Yiguang.
"Yeah, yeah, don't worry." Shi Yiguang nodded vigorously, and stared at Xie Xiaoqi viciously, as if he was guarding against thieves.
Feng Chu nodded with satisfaction, turned around and went up the mercerated wood ladder, went straight to the third floor, and ding ding dong dong on it for a while, holding the captain's arm, pulled him down, and shouting: "If you don't get down, I'll have done it for half an afternoon."
Shi Yiguang stared at the dog and felt in his heart that no one in this world except Feng Chu could be like this.
The captain sat in the main seat reluctantly, and smiled coldly at Feng Chu and stopped talking. His cold breath swept across, making Shi Yiguang, who was sitting next to him, dared not show up. The entire dining table was solemn and solemn.
Feng Chu ran to the kitchen one by one, brought a plate of dishes and the last butter cake the size of watermelon was placed in front of the captain, inserted a candle and lit it.
"Come on, let's sing together, and I wish you a happy birthday!" Feng Chu was very happy. He told Shi Yiguang and Xie Xiaoqi and others, and he also grabbed a chopstick and said, "Listen to my rhythm." He looked like the commander-in-chief of an orchestra, shaking his head and hands, which was not much different from being epilepsy.
Shi Yiguang, Xie Xiaoqi, and Gan Yuexin cooperated very well and sang: "Happy birthday, Happy birthday, and Happy birthday." Even if Xiao Zhenyuan couldn't sing, he hummed a few words.
As Feng Chu's gesture fell and the happy birthday song ended, the captain was expressionless and too lazy to say a word of nonsense.
"Okay, okay, make a wish." Feng Chu approached the captain: "Blow the candle, and then make a pious wish. God, Jade Emperor, and Buddha Tathagata heard it, and maybe it will come true for you."
The captain didn't want to celebrate this birthday at all, so he was too lazy to blow candles. He pulled it out and threw it aside. As for making wishes, he didn't believe it. It's better to ask for God than to ask for himself. He has always been such a person.
"So many people, can you give me some face?" Feng Chu said complaining.
"It's not enough for me to come down?" the captain spoke for the first time.
Indeed, he had already given enough face to Feng Chu when he came down. If it were another person, he would probably be kicked down from the third floor directly. How could he drag him down with a stern face?
"Okay, Mr. Yang is willing to give face. Lord Feng is very grateful!" Feng Chu curled his lips and moved the casserole closer.
As the lid was lifted, a large amount of hot steam swelled up, and the fragrance of duck meat swelled up. It was so fragrant that Shi Yiguang couldn't help but stretch his head. Xie Xiaoqi was even more unbearable. He knelt on the chair and almost climbed onto the table.
How could ducks be so fragrant? How much fragrance has been added to this Chu? Or add tobacco leaves or poppy fruits to it. Even saliva can choke to death.
Feng Chu first took a white porcelain bowl, sprinkled seasonings such as chopped green onions, fine salt, coriander, and other seasonings, then used a spoon to fish out the duck hearts and duck legs, and put them in the porcelain bowl, and then poured them with hot duck soup.
All in color, fragrance and taste.
"Here, yours!" Feng Chu pushed the duck soup to the captain, turned his head and picked out a part of each dish, put all the dishes on it and pushed it to the captain. Then he said to Shi Yiguang and the others: "The rest is yours."
Xie Xiaoqi wanted to grab it directly, but Shi Yiguang's chopsticks were opened, so he honestly took the chopsticks, but he still snatched food.
I have to say that it is so delicious. The best thing I have ever eaten is not a simple taste, but a kind of enjoyment from the soul. Why is Feng Dada so delicious to cook? If he could eat it every day, he would be willing to live a few years less.
Even the captain was chewing slowly.
Feng Chu next to him opened a bottle of five-digit wine, poured a glass for the captain, and then poured himself a glass, holding the red wine, holding the chest with one hand, watching everyone eating the bowl and looking at the pot, with a smile on his lips.
Feng Chu quietly watched the dishes on the table being swept away. Except for the captain, everyone else was still unsatisfied, so he could only lick his lips and look at the empty plate.
Shi Yiguang ate the least. Xie Xiaoqi is so good at eating that he won’t be full if he doesn’t snatch it with her. Even if he gets it, he can only eat Zhenyuan with his short hand. Only when Zhenyuan eats it can he eat two chopsticks by himself.
Shi Yiguang resisted the urge to hold the plate and lick it twice, and looked at the cake in front of the captain with greed. This was also made by Lord Feng, and it must be very delicious. It was a little small, and I don’t know how many it should be given to them.
However, Feng Chu did not have the idea of dividing the cake. Instead, he drank wine with the captain, one cup after another, one bottle after another, until both of them blushed, their eyes were confused, and they were confused when they looked at them.
"Young Master Yang, what birthday gift do you want?" Feng Chu asked after lying on the chair, burping.
The captain was really drunk, didn't hear or answer.
"Ba." A strong slap on the captain's head: "Hey, Yang, what birthday gift do you want? "
The captain woke up a little, as if he had remembered something again, sadness appeared in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "You can't give what I want."
"Who said I can't give it?" Feng Chu stared at him, stood up suddenly, thrust his chest, and said with a look of the world: "What can't I, Lord Feng?"
The captain whispered in a daze, as if whimpering, and as if laughing at himself: "I need the power to kill the gods, I want the 'sword' that can send the gods to the guillotine."
Feng Chu burped, scratched his head, and said drunkenly: "Kill the power of the gods? Isn't this the ability that comes with the first gift? That can only be invalid."
"Is a 'sword' that can send the gods to the guillotine? It seems much simpler than the first two." Feng Chu said in a daze, then fell asleep drunk.
Chapter completed!