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Chapter 857: Tell me again what this cup is for?(1/2)

In a sense.

The kitchen is considered a very dangerous place here in Fang Mo.

After all, he has too many freaks, such as Old Feng who always wants to poison his food.

In addition, there are people who always want to fry rice in the kitchen, bake gluten, lay eggs, cut watermelons, bake pancakes, wrestle/eat bananas, not to mention Fang Mo, even Charles is about to do it right now

I'm so worried that I'm bald.

After considering many factors, Fang Mo decided to simply issue an order.

That is, none of them are allowed to enter the kitchen.

Having come to this step, Fang Mo felt that everything must have been foolproof, right? But in the end, Fang Mo had forgotten about his shit-like weapon.

After thinking about this.

Fang Mo's whole body immediately had a physiological reaction.

"Ouch!!!"

He never thought that one day he would be able to produce a voice so similar to that of Lao Ba. This voice was as terrifying as the curse of the music box.

"Hey... Boss, please don't vomit?"

Levatin here didn't seem to react for a while: "Little Neutron Su made it for you out of kindness."

“Hi hi hi hi!”

Unlike Levatine, Shi Zhenxiang's smile here seems to be even brighter.

"No, is there anyone who can deceive the master like you?"

However, Fang Mo didn't care about this. At this moment, he raised his head and glared at the other party angrily: "Come here, hold it down for me. I will manifest a craftsman soul crusher now..."

"No! No, no, no, boss!"

Hearing the words craftsman's soul crusher, the smile on Shi Zhenxiang's face instantly solidified. She hurriedly waved her arms and tried to explain: "I didn't make this cake. I didn't touch it the whole time. I was just waiting for them to put it."

After baking the cake... I made this cup of aloe vera juice."

"real?"

Fang Mo stared at the other party suspiciously.

"It's true!" The girl with curly brown hair nodded wildly when she heard this: "I can swear, if I lie, I will never be able to go to the toilet again!"

"……Fine."

Fang Mo also relaxed after hearing this, but couldn't help but take another look at the glass in the other person's hand.

It was a big mess of slime that just didn't look good.

How to describe it?

If I have to say... this thing is like glue mixed with raw egg white, a big sticky ball, and then it is beaten vigorously, full of gluten, it feels like if you really take a big sip,

It was so sticky that I couldn't even chew it off, so I had to bite the bullet and swallow the whole cup deep in my throat.

Of course, if it is just sticky and tough.

It was still barely manageable.

But the key point is that Shi Zhenxiang didn't know what seasonings were added into it, which resulted in the sticky smell not only being very pungent, but also dyed brown in color.

"Do you dare to tell me..."

After being silent for a long time, Fang Mo finally couldn't help but ask: "How did you make this thing?"

"What's done?"

Shi Zhenxiang seemed to be stunned when she heard this: "Boss, are you referring to this cup of aloe vera juice?"

"That's for sure."

Hearing this, little Mayu Ling immediately agreed: "You've done it all for the boss, okay? The boss has never frowned once when he ate essence berries before..."

"That's right."

Levatin nodded when he heard this: "Our boss dares to squeeze the Essence Berry into juice and drink it!"

"Isn't this just a very ordinary Indo drink?"

Shi Zhenxiang tilted her head a little strangely, and then introduced her cooking method: "I just broke off a few leaves from Charles's potted aloe vera, then threw the pulp and seasonings into the cup, and finally used a peel to slightly

Just stir it up and it’ll be ready.”

"Just give me a moment..."

However, after hearing what Shi Zhenxiang said, Xiao Ma Yuling was also shocked: "Pi Chuzi? Are you serious?"

"If not you, where did you get this leather shovel?"

Levadin was obviously numb here, and he asked while covering his forehead in confusion.

"I made it myself." Shi Zhenxiang spread his hands: "We are all weapons. Is it normal to just cut off a small branch or something?"

"What about the seasoning?"

Swallowing Star Spoon, who had colorful hair on his head, seemed to be unable to bear it any longer: "What kind of seasoning did you put in it?"

"Let me think about it." Shi Zhenxiang recalled for a moment, and then said with her fingers: "Well, it seems to be curry, pepper, ganache, onion juice, sugar, salt, white wine, chili powder, mint leaves, garlic

Powder, cinnamon powder, coffee grounds..."

"Boss, crush her quickly."

Upon hearing this, Mayuling also turned directly to look at Fang Mo, her tone obviously a little tired.

"Wow, what are you doing..."

Shi Zhenxiang was a little unhappy when she heard this. She took the initiative to take a sip of the aloe vera juice on her hand, and then said angrily: "What's wrong with me just liking to cook Indu cuisine? Even other weapons discriminate against me."

My interest? This world is really chilling! One day I will let everyone eat the food I cook!"

"Can you leave me alone?"

Fang Mo also had a headache and rubbed his temples: "Brother, I really don't want to eat Indian food."

"Well, boss, you don't have to eat." Shi Zhenxiang obviously hesitated after hearing this: "But you can treat your friends to eat!"

"Oh, this is fine."

When Fang Mo heard this, he subconsciously touched his chin: "I have quite a few friends, especially a person with the word 'Luo' in his name who really loves to eat."

"What a shame for Neutron's cake."

As they were talking here, Tiantian Gong suddenly said something, and then reached out and touched the other person's head.

"..."

The young girl with the lead-gray watermelon head said nothing, but one could indeed feel that she was a little depressed inside.

"It's okay, let's make another cake."

Swallowing Star Shovel was also comforted when he heard this. He saw her looking around, and then noticed a potted plant in the corner. He raised his feet and walked over there: "Hey..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bai Bai waved his little hand.

The plants in the pots were immediately cut off by their roots.

Immediately afterwards, she came back with the flower pot in one hand, turned the flower pot over and clicked it on the tray. A solid ball of soil immediately appeared in front of Fang Mo, with some faint plant roots visible on it.

"Here, potted cake."

After finishing all this, Swallowing Star Shovel also said proudly: "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, boss."

"?"

Fang Mo's face seemed to be filled with confusion.

The potted plant is there...but what about the cake? Where is the cake?

"Eat."

However, Little Swallowing Star Shovel didn't take it seriously. He reached out and dug up a piece of soil and put it into his mouth: "If you don't eat it, I won't be polite."

"No, sisters, your pica is in the advanced stages, right?"

Seeing this, Ma Yuling couldn't hold back anymore: "We only have eight weapons in total. It's okay for Shi Zhenxiang to eat Shi. Why are you joining in the fun?"

"I have no history of eating..."

Little Swallowing Star Shovel defended while chewing.

"Eating soil seems to be the same thing." Tahisi covered her mouth and chuckled: "Soil is rich in a lot of organic matter, and it is likely to contain feces. Otherwise, how did the term organic fertilizer come from?

"

"So according to you, eating fat sausage is considered eating history?"

Little Swallowing Star Shovel asked nonchalantly.

"Trivia, there are more microorganisms in the soil than fat intestines." The Sword of Light also smiled: "In addition, it even contains a large number of parasite eggs..."
To be continued...
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