"Is there any kind of poison that tastes delicious but is not harmful to the human body?" Po Qinglan asked.
"No, but there is a kind of poison that tastes absolutely delicious on earth. But after eating it, you will die, and even gods will not be able to save you! Do you want it?" Poison King asked.
"No, no, are you kidding! What I want is delicious but harmless poison!" Po Qinglan said speechlessly.
"You idiot, stop it!" Ye Feng flipped his hand and hit Qinglan so hard that he screamed: "Can it be called poison if it is harmless? Are you stupid?
"This `````````" Po Qinglan pursed his lips: "Then what should I do? I have said all these words `````````"
"You have to brag so hard that you have to finish it with tears in your eyes!" Zhou Tianli patted Qinglan on the shoulder.
"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, I know you must have a way. You have the most ideas, please help me!" Po Qinglan shook Ye Feng's arm.
"There is really no idea"
After hearing what Ye Feng said, Po Qinglan sat down on the ground.
"But ```````" Ye Feng paused.
"But what?" Po Qinglan jumped up again as if there were springs on his butt.
"But I do know how to make some snacks, but I have to say first that you may have never eaten the things I make. The method of making them is quite unique. I don't know if she will be used to it!" Ye Feng said frankly.
In the past, when Ye Feng was alone, he basically cooked his own meals, but after all, the food in this world is somewhat different from that on Earth, so Ye Feng was not sure whether anyone would like to eat the food he made.
"Really! That's great! Xiaofeng, you are really my brother!" Po Qinglan jumped up in surprise.
"Wait, wait, you don't seem to have heard the point of what I said. What I said is that the things I make are not the same as yours."
"It's okay, Brother Feng, just do it with confidence! Don't be afraid, I believe you!" Po Qinglan dragged Ye Feng out.
"You're not afraid, I'm afraid," Ye Feng said speechlessly.
Just like that, Ye Feng came to the kitchen. Looking at the pile of unfamiliar ingredients, Ye Feng was a little at a loss as to what to do. But Po Qinglan looked confident: "Xiao Feng, it's time to show off your real skills!
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"You're such a big brain in acting! I'll say it again, don't blame me if you mess up later!" Ye Feng emphasized.
"I know, I know! But Xiaofeng, when have you ever let us down? Go ahead and do it boldly!" Po Qinglan gave Ye Feng a firm look, then turned around and left.
"I ````````"
Ye Feng really wanted to say something, I'm really screwed!
Ye Feng scratched his hair and was a little stunned. What are these? Is this a winter melon? Why does it smell like tomatoes? What is this? A pumpkin? Why does it look like a pineapple?
Looking at the series of strange ingredients, Ye Feng was really afraid that he would make a poisonous meal and poison the goddess Po Qin Lan to death.
"Oh my God, how could I agree to this so unexpectedly? I must have been poisoned by this guy Po Qinglan!" Ye Feng now regrets so much that his intestines are blue.
In this way, a war started in the kitchen ````````
Ye Feng was like Shen Nong who had tasted all kinds of herbs. He tasted all these edible ingredients one by one, and the seasonings were inevitable.
The pain during this period is unimaginable to ordinary people, and it is simply more terrifying than a thrilling battle.
The unknown is often scary. Let you eat something you have never eaten before. You don’t know whether it is sour, sweet, bitter or spicy. This is simply a kind of torture. A kind of mental and physical torment.
torture.
After tasting all the ingredients, Ye Feng began to study the boilers in this world. The boilers in the upper world seemed to be much more advanced than the ones at home. At least Ye Feng couldn't understand how to turn them on.
In the past, their family used to throw firewood directly, which was no different from ancient China, but the boiler in the upper realm is like a modern gas stove. It seems that there is a switch somewhere, and it will automatically fire when you click it. But where is the switch?
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Ye Feng searched around for a long time, but couldn't find anything that could rotate. Just when he put his head into the boiler to see if the switch was inside, a ball of purple fire shot out of the air.
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There was a bang. Ye Feng seemed to be struck by lightning, his face was black with coal, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of white smoke immediately spurted out ````````
“I’m really a ```````` fucked up dog! ”
Feeling the burning sensation on his face, he finally understood that the stove in the upper world was an automatic jet type.
"City people are really good at playing!" Ye Feng wiped his face and put the pot on.
With a sizzling sound, the flame automatically turned on.
"Wait, where is the oil?" Ye Feng looked around and found a liquid body of water around him. It was poured out alone, and that was it!
Ye Feng poured it on without thinking.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise.
Ye Feng only felt his ears buzzing, and then he lost consciousness.
Black smoke was rising all around, and a man as black as coal stood in front of the stove, blowing out white mist.
When Ye Feng regained consciousness, he could no longer see clearly anything around him.
"This is too difficult! This is really too difficult!" Ye Feng had tears in his eyes ````````
An hour later`````````
When Po Qinglan entered the kitchen again, he was already stunned by the scene in front of him.
"Has there ever been a war here?" Po Qinglan looked at the terrifying kitchen in horror.
There is a figure busy in front of the stove`````````
"Xiao Feng?" Po Qinglan called tentatively.
"Don't disturb me, I'll be fine soon!" Ye Feng turned around and said.
"Oh my God! Who are you! Where is Xiaofeng? Where has Xiaofeng gone?" Po Qinglan was frightened by the person who turned around.
Who is this black African? Where has Xiao Feng gone? Has he been kidnapped? Could it be that the Lord of the Nine Realms discovered them? For a time, many images flashed through Po Qinglan's head.
"That's what I am!" Ye Feng jumped to his feet and yelled.
"You..." Po Qinglan went up and took a closer look: "Are you kidding! How can Xiaofeng be as dark as you!"
"I'll fuck you, uncle!" Ye Feng kicked the guy out of the kitchen.
