Chapter 385 Is This How Ducks Are Boiled?

"It suddenly occurred to me that I have some very important matters to deal with. Why don't you leave it to Huahua and the others to try something like this?"

Song Junlin took out his cell phone solemnly, and then pretended to make a call, "Oh, is it true? Do I have to go there? For such an important matter, just wait, I'll be there in five minutes."

"Brother, you held your phone upside down." Leng Rongrong squinted her eyes, as if the kitchen knife in her hand was about to fly towards Song Junlin, "Song Junlin, what do you mean? Do you think I made something? Can't eat it?"

"No, no, Master Rong, the food you cook must be the best!" Song Junlin said hastily.

"Really? Then you can eat more after a while. If you eat less, my kitchen knife will grow on your head." Leng Rongrong narrowed her eyes, then turned and went back to the room, continuing to cook with thick smoke went.

Song Junlin felt his head was chilly, and touched his head.

A few minutes later, Leng Qingle also came. As soon as he entered the door, he heard an explosion, and then saw a window of the villa smoking crazily.

After he entered the door, he looked suspiciously at a group of people sitting calmly on the ponytail in the yard.

"Is it on fire? Do you want to call the police?" Leng Qingle frowned, the villa was on fire, how could this group of people be so calm?

"No, it may not be on fire." Tang Luo said, "Sit down and wait slowly."

"What are you waiting for?" Leng Qingle had an ominous premonition on his face.

Li Ruhua said that Leng Rongrong had something important to discuss with him, what is it important, are they researching some terrible weapon? Are you trying to blow him up?

There was a little suspicion on Leng Qingle's handsome and sinister face.

"What about her?"

"The kitchen." Li Ruhua pointed to the place where the smoke was crazily smoking, "That's the place."

Leng Qingle glanced at Li Ruhua, then at Tang Luo and the others, especially Song Junlin and the others next to him. They all had schadenfreude looks on their faces. He felt that something was wrong no matter how they looked at it.

Leng Qingle: ...

Next, Ye Tianxin, Li Chenle, Jiang Zhan, Ning Kuang, Zhang Qingyi, and Gu Meiyue all arrived.

This group of people were all fooled by Li Ruhua and Tang Luo. The reasons were different, but they all came.

When everyone arrived, the whole villa was smoldering wildly.

Everyone was terrified when they saw the billowing black smoke.

However, as soon as they entered the villa, even if they were frightened, they had no chance to escape. The gate was directly locked, and there were storms and rain guarding the gate.

"What's the situation? Do you mean to die together?" Ning Kuang frowned and looked at Li Ruhua and the others.

"That's almost what it means." Tang Luo replied.

"No, no, no, it's not about dying together, but about poisoning us to death." Song Junlin shook his head, "Who wants to come with me to see how they cook?"

He is curious and worried now.

I don't know if these two geniuses are also very talented in cooking.

Of course, seeing the billowing smoke, one can probably tell that Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan, a talented couple, may not be so perfect or talented in cooking.

"I want to go and see." Hu Xin raised his hand and said.

Leng Qingle also nodded, "I'll go and have a look too."

Qin Xiong clicked his tongue and said, "The inside is about to explode, are you sure you want to go inside and take a look?"

"Don't look at it, I won't worry about eating later." Song Junlin walked towards the villa while talking.

The rest of the people followed Song Junlin into the villa, probably because of what Song Junlin said.

If you don't look at it, you can't rest assured to eat it later.

Therefore, a group of people entered the smoky and choking kitchen. This kitchen was not like a kitchen, it was like a battlefield.

Not only the sound of cooking came from inside, but also the sound of Rongyuan and his wife fighting. The two were actually fighting over salt.

What was even more frightening was that Song Junlin immediately saw that Mo Linyuan was about to cook the duck.

He watched with his own eyes that Mo Linyuan put a duck that was intact, not bled, killed, plucked, or even cleaned, into a pot.

Then, the duck started flopping wildly.

Fourth Master Mo was obviously displeased. He looked at the duck and said coldly, "I order you not to move."

Song Junlin: ...

The duck fluttered even more fiercely, and the pot was almost overturned, but Fourth Master Mo caught it with quick eyesight and quick hands.

He frowned and looked at the wildly thumping rebellious duck. After thinking for a while, he picked up the knife and hit it with the back of the knife. After the duck was fainted, Mo Linyuan began to cook the duck.

Song Junlin swallowed, and everyone behind him also swallowed frantically.

Then, everyone's eyes shifted to Leng Rongrong at the same time. Leng Rongrong was holding a whole fish. She looked at the fish and said seriously, "Should I wash it?"

Then, she started rinsing the fish on the tap.

After flushing, she didn't kill the fish, nor did she remove the scales. She directly put the whole fish into a large pot, filled it with water, closed the lid, pressed the lid, and started to boil. .

Everyone: ...

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

What kind of rude cooking method is this?

Are you sure that the food made by this couple can be eaten?

If you read it, you might as well not watch it!

The collective cheeks twitched, completely at a loss.

Then, everyone saw Mo Linyuan cooking other things. He really seemed to be cooking seriously, but his cooking methods were really brutal.

But for all living things, you should knock them out first.

For vegetables, the knife technique is pretty good, and some vegetables have been carved with flowers, but the cooking technique is still the same rough, a hodgepodge, all thrown into the pot.

A pot full of things began to cook indiscriminately.

"We're going to die here, right?" Li Chenle swallowed, and said in a panic, "I think it's necessary to call a doctor. Prepare for first aid."

"How about I call an ambulance?" Qin Xiong looked afraid of death.

A group of people looked very complicated.

Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan both turned their heads when they heard the discussion behind them, their cold eyes were exactly the same.

"The things we make may not taste good, but they won't poison people to death, right? We didn't poison you, so what are you afraid of?" Leng Rongrong said displeased.

Mo Linyuan nodded in agreement.

He is very serious about cooking, even if it is not delicious, it will not become poison, right?

Song Junlin and the others couldn't watch it anymore, so they turned around and left, feeling that if they watched it any longer, they would throw up without eating.

In the kitchen, Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan were hard at work.

In the yard, a group of people sat on the pony saddle sadly, feeling that their lives were about to die.

I'm not feeling well, so I won't update tonight, and I'll update tomorrow during the day.