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Chapter 501 Celebration

Yang Huang returned to the room and looked out the window.

It seems that God is really fair, allowing me to lose something and gain it again.

Yang Huang looked at the injured hand and sighed: "If you can save the lives of a family of three, this injury is nothing."

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, everyone had bought the food they wanted to eat, and everyone returned home with a full load.

Mr. Feng said: "You will make all the things you bought today. I have asked the chef to get off work."

Everyone immediately panicked when they heard what Mr. Feng said.

"What? You mean you want us to do it ourselves? But we have never done it before."

"Yeah yeah……"

Everyone was talking in a flurry of words.

It seems that they are very dissatisfied with Mr. Feng's actions, but no one dares to stand up and speak out.

"I don't care, each of you cooks a dish, and I want to taste it myself after it's done."

The people in the gym were left talking in the hall.

"I really don't know what Mr. Feng thinks, but he still dares to eat the food we cook."

Someone in the hall was talking.

Yang Huang on the side looked unconcerned. For him, just a little magic would be fine for this trivial matter.

The fat man looked at Yang Huang's relaxed look and said, "Yang Huang, look how you are so relaxed. Do you know how to do it?"

"I don't know either. Just give it a try. How will you know if you don't try?"

Yang Huang looked at the chicken, duck and fish in the kitchen and didn't know what to do for a while.

In the kitchen and hall, I saw everyone looking for recipes on their phones.

Yang Huang picked up the oil and poured it into the pot. He also secretly used magic power under his hands. The main dishes and side dishes jumped into the pot freely. This shocked the people on the side. Everyone hurried forward to look at Yang Huang.

Pot in hand.

In a short while, the boiled pork slices will be ready.

Everyone looked at Yang Huang with envy.

"Wow, Yang Huang, you are so awesome. You can also cook. You used to be a chef. I feel like you when you smell it."

The fat man looked drooling and wanted to reach out to try this delicious food, but he was stopped from afar.

"Hey, greedy cat, this is what Mr. Feng wants to taste tonight."

After hearing what Yuan Yuan said, the fat man quickly stretched out his hand that was about to taste the food.

"How about I try it for you."

He said proudly from afar.

When the fat man saw that he had not eaten but was tasted from a distance, he said angrily: "No, I want to taste it too."

"What are you trying to taste? It's too late to taste this pot of meat and you haven't eaten it all."

Yang Huang looked at the two quarreling people and smiled and said: "Hey, you guys even want to try the food I cook. It's really useless. A pair of hands that could have used magic power are now doing the work of a cook."

Yang Huang returned to his small room and sat on the bed and began to practice cross-legged.

Now his magic power is completely limited to magic, which is overkill.

Yang Huang recited in his mouth: "All the gods in the world return to fire, and all the essences in the world return to water. Water and fire are in harmony, and all things are harmonious."

Yang Huang is now working hard to improve his magic power, so that he can help more people.

It’s almost dark after a practice session.

Yang Huang got up from bed and opened the door and looked at everyone in the gym downstairs busy working in the kitchen, as if he could use his magic power to solve these trivial matters.

Yang Huang walked downstairs and entered the kitchen.

At this time, I had just finished cooking a plate of tomato scrambled eggs and brought it to the table.

Everyone looked at the scattered eggs and couldn't help laughing loudly from a distance.

"Yuan Yuan, what did you do? Can you still eat it? Do you want Mr. Feng's life, haha..."

When the fat man said this, everyone looked at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table and couldn't help but laugh in their hearts.

On the side, Yuan Yuan was waiting for the fat man angrily.

"Okay, I didn't do well, but what about you, fat man? What did you do?"

asked from afar.

"I……"

For a moment, Fatty felt a little embarrassed to be spoken to like this from afar.

The fat man slowly took out a portion of soup and placed it in front of the dining table.

Everyone stepped forward to see what was going on.

"Haha... Fatty, what are you making? You are still laughing at me. Are you making clear water soup?"

He couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart and said to the fat man.

The fat man scratched his head and said nothing.

Whenever the fat man feels embarrassed, he will scratch his head to cover up his embarrassment.

"I...I make tomato and egg soup."

"Haha... I'm laughing so hard that I can't even breathe. What did you say? You made tomato and egg soup? Where are the eggs? Why do you see tomatoes swimming in the water? Did you eat the eggs secretly or are they eggs?

Are you taking a shower and not playing yet?"

He laughed out of breath from afar and said to the fat man with a smile.

There is a layer of black bottom floating on top of the egg soup, which makes it very unappetizing.

Even Fatty himself was a little surprised.

This is simply poison.

"I...I didn't know that eggs would break into pieces when put in the soup. Now that I've poured it in, it's all tomatoes and I can't even see the eggs."

Ha ha……

Everyone laughed at Fatty.

For a moment, the fat man's expression looked like he wanted to find a hole in the ground to hide in so that no one could see him.

Yang Huang stepped forward and tasted the egg soup and said: "Hmm...it's not thick, but the eggs are broken, otherwise it would be perfect.

When the fat man saw what Yang Huang said, his eyes lit up and he said, "Really? Is it really delicious?

The fat man looked incredulous.

Yang Huang nodded vigorously and said, "Well, it's really delicious."

The fat man still couldn't believe it and stepped forward to taste it.

"Eh...it doesn't taste good at all. Yang Huang, I know you said it tastes good just to help me out. I'll throw it away and make it again now."

After saying that, the fat man picked up the egg soup on the table and prepared to pour it away.

Yang Huang stopped him with a quick step.

"Who can tell? I think it tastes good. Although it looks a bit ugly, it tastes really good. If you don't believe me, let everyone try it."

Yang Huang took advantage of the situation and handed it to Yuan Yuan.

Looking at the pot of soup in front of him from afar, he shook his head and said, "I...I don't want it, there's too much oil, and I'm afraid of getting fat."

Yang Huang gave Yuan Yuan a look and whispered: "Give me some face, otherwise the fat man will be embarrassed."

Looking at the fat man next to him from a distance, he swallowed his saliva and prepared to take a spoon to take a sip. Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng came down from upstairs.

Watching Mr. Feng coming down from a distance, he quickly grabbed this life-saving straw and ran over.

"Mr. Feng, you are here. Everyone has prepared meals and is waiting for you to taste them."

Yang Huang looked at Yuan Yu and helplessly put down the soup in his hand.

When Mr. Feng stood at the dining table and looked at the food in front of him, his expression suddenly became heavy, as if he had seen some kind of monster.

Mr. Feng frowned and looked at the food in front of him, feeling instantly that he had made a wrong decision.

But I personally said in the morning that I wanted to taste every dish, so I couldn’t just say it.


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