Everyone watched helplessly as the white rat returned to the team as a winner.
clang clang clang.
The white rat at the front is beating the gong.
The old man smiled knowingly, vacated the seat next to him and turned his head to look at Yu Niao.
She was about to "perform on stage", and Yu Niao was very restrained, unable to let go of her hands and feet, and walked like a clumsy penguin.
When Liu Yanyu saw this, it was hard not to feel anxious for her.
"Three dishes and one soup, no time limit. The competition will start soon. Do you have anything else to say?"
Yu Niao forced a smile, looking at so many eyes staring at her, both palms were wet.
"I... want to drink some water, okay?"
The old man nodded.
Gao Yuan hurriedly handed over a glass of cool boiled water, and Yu Niao drank it all in one gulp, reaching for a second glass.
The water was hard to come by. Du Li pushed Gao Yuan's hand away and handed over a glass bottle, "This is also cold water."
That being said, she wasn't sure if it was water because she smelled it beforehand and it was quite fragrant, but she didn't know if there would be any problems if she drank it.
To put it bluntly, if there is a problem, it is because of Niao Mei and it has nothing to do with her.
Shang Yu felt that the glass bottle was unfamiliar, and just as he was about to reach out to grab it, Yu Niao had already grabbed the narrow mouth bottle and drank it all.
"Who gave you the bottle?"
Gao Yuan actually wanted to give it back, but he curled his hands too fast, giving him no time to hesitate.
Shang Yu sighed, hoping that there would be no problem with her.
The old man and Yu Niao each have a "boy" who makes a fire, namely Bai Shu and Gao Yuan.
The former has already begun to cook, while the latter is still concentrating on which three dishes he wants to make and what soup should go with them?
Only a few of the judges were good at cooking. Seeing Yu Niao's delay in starting, he was sure that he would win the competition.
"Niao Niao, what's wrong with you?"
Gao Yuan noticed that Yu Niao's cheeks were flushed, and it didn't look like they were roasted by fire, so he couldn't help but ask.
"Ah? Brother Gao, what are you talking about?"
My mind was still clear just now, but now it seemed to be frozen, my vision became a bit blurry, and I couldn't walk in a straight line.
The most annoying thing is that I have a splitting headache, my stomach and intestines feel like they are being roasted on a raging fire, burning, and my mouth is dry.
"Brother Gao, what's wrong with me? I seem to be a little drifting."
Gao Yuan was so anxious that he was sweating and looked at Shang Yu for help.
Yu Niao put one hand on the stove and pressed her forehead hard with the other hand, "No, I..."
After running for five steps, she vomited water all over the floor.
"You were drunk, are you okay?"
Shang Yu's voice was swirling around her ears like leaves blown away by the wind. She didn't hear it clearly, so she lay on his arm and muttered:
"Believe me, I can definitely win this game."
Shang Yu dragged Yu Niao to the edge of the tank and pushed her head into the water.
"Ooooooo, let me go."
"Let go, cough cough cough."
Yu Niao wiped the water from her face and pointed at Shang Yu, "You, cough, cough, almost drowned me, bastard!"
"What is this?" Shang Yu held out three fingers for her to recognize with a serious look.
"Three, you think I'm a fool."
"What are you going to do next?" He clasped her wrist firmly with one hand and continued to ask.
"Win the game and go home safely." Yu Niao looked like a little kitten that had fallen into the water, clenching her fist pitifully.
"Go ahead."
Shang Yu took Yu Niao's hand and brought her back to the stove.
Du Li didn't expect that the glass bottle contained strong liquor, and thought to herself: I didn't know how to taste it before drinking it, so you can't blame me.
Shang Yu thought that Yu Niao would at least be sober, but she seemed to be mistaken. She wanted to win the game, and her stiff and clumsy movements turned out to be skillful and fast.
No matter what is thrown into the iron pot, the food on the plate will be delicious and delicious.
From the perspective of onlookers, she should be a girl who is good at cooking.
The old man is preparing the last soup.
Yu Niao completed it ahead of schedule.
Others looked sideways, puzzled by Yu Niao's performance, and did not dare to see her lose the game and be sent to the next door.
"Old man, let me help you."
Yu Niao snatched the old man's spatula in confusion. She didn't know what she was doing. She just stopped occasionally and her left and right arms were sore.
"What are you doing, old man? Sister, I'm in a good mood. I'll help you do it again. Just watch."
Yu Niao threw the old man's labor into the fire, grasped the spatula again, and with three or two strokes, three dishes were taken out of the pot.
The old man was so angry that he almost fainted, grabbed the spatula and threw it to the ground.
"Eh? Are you angry?"
Yu Niao burped, grabbed a handful of chopsticks, tried her best to pick up the egg pancake, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.
"Try it yourself. Is it delicious? I made it for you."
The old man raised his hand to hit Yu Niao, but Yu Niao tilted his body, held the old man's white beard and started dancing.
"Old man, friendship comes first and competition comes second, do you understand? My parents told me that people can't be too competitive.
You can't do anything to achieve your goals. You are a good old man. I believe you won't cheat me, right?
Old man, old man, don't worry if it rains. With a bald head, everyone looks ugly.
Everyone, stop standing around, come on, let’s dance together!”
Yu Niao let the old man see the world, and also let others watch a good show.
Her whole body felt like she was standing in the clouds, and her body became soft and soft.
Twist it to the left and right, and finally find a place where you can support it.
Unable to control herself for a moment, she vomited on her dish again.
Gao Yuan was standing nearby. He smelled the sour stomach smell and felt bad, so he got up and ran away.
Everyone has the urge to vomit.
Shangyu is no exception.
Yu Niao's stomach was completely empty and he had no energy to dance. He lost his balance and fell to the ground motionless.
Liu Yanyu was closest to Yu Niao and dragged her to the fire to avoid catching the cold.
The old man was silent for a long time and clapped his hands again.
Shang Yu saw the mice heading towards the small door and quickly blocked it.
"The results of the competition are coming out soon. Are you scared? Don't you dare to continue?"
The old man's face was gloomy and his tone was ruthless, "She committed a foul. I'm in a very bad mood today. I'll compete next time."
Shang Yu laughed two or three times and nodded thoughtfully: "It looks like you are really scared? You never said before that you couldn't do it for the other party, and you didn't say you weren't allowed to dance.
That’s right, you thought you had lost, so you stopped the game.”
"Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?"
The key to business is the old man's words.
The white mouse returned to its original position, and the delicacies made by the old man and Yu Niao were placed on the left and right sides.
They sniffed for a long time, and finally tasted only the old man's dish. Several of the white rats spit into the steamed bun plate.
The results are clear at a glance.
Only then did the old man realize that he had fallen into Shang Yu's provocation. He angrily smashed everything on the stove and clapped his hands to direct the white rat Yu Niao to drag him into the house.
"Humph, I know you are so small-minded and pitiful."
Shang Yu kicked the wooden door to pieces, grabbed Yu Niao's hand and dragged him back.
Others took advantage of the chaos, stuffed food into their clothes, and fled from the farm.
The old man was completely angered and ordered the White Rat Gate to take their corpses to honor him.