"I'm stewing an old hen for you, no, two old hens, please forgive me."
"No, I won't forgive you if you don't stew three old hens for me."
After Shi Tao ate the chicken legs, Ye Wuyou took this opportunity to apologize.
Too much Shi was conquered by the deliciousness of the chicken legs long ago and began to bargain with Ye Wuyou.
There are only four old hens left in the kitchen. If Shi Tao eats three, he will only have one left.
The head can be cut off and the blood can be shed, but the old hen must not be left behind. For the old hen, Ye Wuyou started to fight with Shi Tao.
Both of them were fighting over one more old hen, and in the end Shi Tao agreed to catch two more old hens, and then they reached a settlement.
"Brother, how can our friendship be shaken by an old hen?" Ye Wuyou patted Shi Tao's shoulder and said very generously. "Aren't they just three old hens? I will help you stew later.
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"But there are not many old hens in the kitchen. If my brother has time, he can catch more and bring them back."
“With such delicious food, the more the merrier.”
Shi Daduo looked at Ye Wuyou with contempt. Otherwise, Ye Wuyou would not be so generous if he had agreed to catch the old hen.
When he thought of the deliciousness of the old hen, Shi Tao was too lazy to argue with Ye Wuyou.
"Ouch! My stomach hurts. I need to go to the toilet. Brother, please help me stew an old hen first. When I'm full, I'll catch the chicken." He said to Ye Wuyou, and Shi Taoist ran away in panic.
Already.
Seeing Tao Shi's back disappear before his eyes, Ye Wuyou laughed.
As soon as he arrived here, Tao Shi helped him resolve two crises. This time, Tao Shi could have avoided the public outrage, but he didn't. Instead, he stood behind him, which moved Ye Wuyou a little.
For a moment.
In Ye Wuyou's heart, he already regarded Shi Tao as a friend.
"It smells so good. What are you cooking?" Zhao Yanqing suddenly appeared in the kitchen as soon as the old hen was stewed. After smelling the aroma, he asked curiously.
"Nothing, just stew a chicken." Ye Wuyou said weakly, not knowing why Zhao Yanqing appeared here.
Zhao Yanqing stepped forward, opened the lid of the pot and took a look. It was really chicken stew.
"How did you stew the chicken? How could it be so delicious?" After opening the lid of the pot, a strong aroma rushed towards him. Zhao Yanqing picked up a piece of chicken and tasted it. His eyes lit up and his hands seemed to lose control.
Generally speaking, I quickly picked it up again.
"You can stew whatever you want. If senior likes it, just eat more." Ye Wuyou said politely.
As Ye Wuyou said, Zhao Yanqing's chopsticks never stopped.
Pieces of chicken entered Zhao Yanqing's Five Zang Temple, and soon the chicken in the pot was all gone.
This was stewed for Shi Duo, so Zhao Yanqing ate it anyway.
"You stewed the chicken very well. From now on, you can stew one for me every day." I felt unsatisfied after eating the chicken. I even drank up the chicken soup. I burped and said to Ye Wuyou with a smile.
Ye Wuyou was dumbfounded. What was going on? He was ordering food. He was really treating himself as a full-time nanny.
"Senior, I took four pills of poison at once and my body is a little weak. Do you think you can let me have a rest and cook it for you in two days?" Ye Wuyou said weakly, not wanting to be a full-time chef.
"Are you vain? Why didn't I notice it?" Zhao Yanqing glanced at Ye Wuyou and said with a straight face, "I heard that you gave everyone crotons today."
"Now they are all sore and weak, and they no longer have the energy to test the medicine on me."
"Since this incident happened because of you, you should be responsible for it. From now on, you will take over their drug testing work."
I gave them crotons to eat, but are they okay? Not only were they lively and vigorous, but they also beat Liu Lulu.
Why did it turn into a soft-footed shrimp when it entered Zhao Yanqing's mouth?
The corner of Ye Wuyou's mouth twitched.
"Senior likes to eat chicken. It's my honor. Isn't it just a gift of a stewed chicken every day? No problem." Zhao Yanqing threatened him. Ye Wuyou had no choice but to accept his fate.
"Children can be taught." Seeing Ye Wuyou's approach, Zhao Yanqing nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile. "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. Remember to put more salt in the stewed chicken tomorrow.
It tastes more delicious.”
"I'll put a jar of salt next time and I'll salt you to death." After Zhao Yanqing left, Ye Wuyou said a little depressed.
"Brother, I'm back. Is the chicken stewed?" At this time, Tao Shi came back. He smelled the aroma that had not yet dissipated in the kitchen and suddenly felt hungry.
When I walked to the stove, I saw that the pot was empty, not to mention the chicken, not even a drop of chicken soup was left, and my face suddenly turned bad.
"You actually ate them all, that's too much." Shi Tao said angrily.
"It's not for me." Ye Wuyou said helplessly, showing an innocent look.
"You didn't eat it." Shi Taoduo was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily. "The chickens are irreconcilable. Tell me who got away and ate them. I will beat him until he can't take care of himself."
"Mr. Zhao."
Ye Wuyou really didn't want to hit Shi too much, but when he saw that Shi too much was determined not to give up, he finally spoke out.
"What? Mr. Zhao?" After getting the answer, Tao Shi was as honest as a cucumber beaten by frost.
"Since it's Mr. Zhao who eats it, forget it. He likes it, so that's my honor."
"Mr. Zhao also said that he would make him a stewed chicken every day." Ye Wuyou continued.
"Since Mr. Zhao likes to eat, just cook it for him." Shi Tao said weakly.
"There are only three old hens left. If we cook them for Mr. Zhao, we won't have enough to eat." Ye Wuyou glanced at Shi Daduo and said.
"I'm going to catch chickens right now." Shi Taitai smiled bitterly and said with a pitiful look. "Can you stew one for me first? I promise that I will catch a few more chickens and come back."
"Okay, I'll stew it for you right now." Seeing how pitiful Mr. Shi was, Ye Wuyou nodded.
"Brother, I knew you were the most interesting." Shi Tao said excitedly.
When I thought about the delicious stewed chicken when I came back, I was filled with strength and hurriedly went to catch the chicken.
Ye Wuyou smiled bitterly, feeling like he had become a chef.
For the sake of having stewed chicken every day, I tolerated being a guest chef.
"What are you going to give everyone for lunch today?" When Ye Wuyou was about to pluck the chicken feathers, Zhu Ganghye walked in, looked around, and asked Ye Wuyou.
"Stewed cabbage." Ye Wuyou said casually when he saw a lot of cabbage placed in the corner of the kitchen.