Huang Xiaobei reminded him kindly when he saw Mr. Chu holding the fire stick in his hand and turning it over and over without even finding a place to put his mouth.
"If you can't do it, forget it. Don't break your teeth."
Young Master Chu was about to get off the donkey along the slope, but unexpectedly, he found Miss Yiyi looking at him expectantly.
Immediately, Mr. Chu chuckled, and under the attention of the eldest lady, he found a kind of masculinity called "Who else can be better than me, unparalleled in the world".
Aiming at the soft part in the middle of the fire stick, Mr. Chu smiled boldly.
"You ordinary people don't know how to appreciate it at all. You stand back and look at what I'm giving you to eat. It's just a fire stick... That's a roasted suckling pig. You don't look like much.
Yes, but I can guarantee that the taste inside is absolutely delicious!”
After saying that, Mr. Chu looked at the eldest lady with burning eyes, with deep love in his eyes, "Yiyi, as you said, I am the person who understands you best in the world!"
As he spoke, Mr. Chu opened his mouth and bit down hard on the fire stick.
At that moment, Huang Xiaobei clearly heard the sound of something breaking.
After a while, Mr. Chu silently put the fire stick in his hand back on the dinner plate.
Huang Xiaobei took a closer look and saw that where Mr. Chu had just bitten, there was half an extra front tooth...
"Are you okay?"
Covering his mouth, Mr. Chu laughed.
"It's okay, it's okay, I've wanted to get a gold tooth for a long time."
The three of them, Tang Monk Lao Wei and Brother Mao Zi, were sitting at the dining table nearby, muttering quietly.
"He's really hardworking."
"Can you even swallow this?"
"If nothing else, this perseverance is really good."
Mr. Chu, who ignored other people's comments about him and whose words were a little leaky, quickly came to Miss Yiyi's side and spoke eagerly.
"Yiyi, do you have any other dishes? I don't mean anything else, Yiyi. I'm not saying this dish is not good, but I think this dish should be eaten later, so that the meat will be softer.
, are you right?"
After looking at the suckling pig that she had worked so hard to roast, and then at the half of the front tooth that Master Chu had left on it, Miss Yiyi lowered her head in disappointment.
Failed again......
But soon, the eldest lady glared at Huang Xiaobei angrily and said unreasonably.
"It's all your fault! If you hadn't talked nonsense, how could it have failed!"
Huang Xiaobei had a disgusted expression on his face.
"What does this have to do with me? The food you made tastes bad, but you still don't admit it."
"It's delicious! It's obviously delicious, but you don't know how to appreciate it!"
"You almost broke your entire front tooth with one bite? Miss, we really can't appreciate your cooking skills."
Picking up the fire stick, Miss Yiyi angrily threw it at Huang Xiaobei's head.
"If you don't finish it tonight, you'll clean the toilet tomorrow!"
"boom!"
The fire stick hit Huang Xiaobei's head firmly. Comrade Commissioner fell down in response, with a trace of blood flowing from his forehead...
"I'm going to Xiaobei!"
"Damn it, Xiaobei was smashed to death by the roasted suckling pig!!"
Brothers Lao Wei and Mao Zi jumped out in a hurry, hugged Huang Xiaobei with bleeding forehead, and shook him.
"Holy shit, shit, Xiaobei, wake up! Don't scare us, isn't this thing so powerful?"
Seeing that the thing she made could actually make people's heads bleed, Miss Yiyi lowered her head in fear and picked up the corners of her clothes.
When Qianqian saw that Huang Xiaobei's head was smashed and his head was covered with blood, she smiled happily, then pointed at the confused Mr. Chu and said softly.
"Do you want to eat other meals prepared by senior sister? Then just wait. There was a bowl of eight-treasure bird's nest porridge that I didn't finish two days ago. I'll give it to you now."
As soon as Qianqian finished speaking, Tang Seng, who was sitting at the dining table smoking, jumped up in fright.
"Fuck, run!"
Tang Seng, who was on crutches, tried his best to escape to the toilet.
Karl, who had always been calm, subconsciously dropped the books in his hands and walked quickly to the elevator.
Brother Maozi and Lao Wei dragged Huang Xiaobei, who was knocked unconscious, and rushed towards the stairs.
"Hold on, Xiaobei, hold on!!"
Wang Erming looked around blankly, then got under the table and fled back to the basement dormitory on his stomach.
"Xiao Bei, hold on! We're going to bandage you right now. Damn it, Xiao Bei is out of breath!!!"
——————————
Looking at the empty hotel lobby, the corners of Mr. Chu's mouth twitched.
To be honest, he really wanted to run now, and he really wanted to be like that group of people and run faster than a rabbit.
After seeing the fire stick again, which was invulnerable and could directly smash people's heads to bleed, Mr. Chu deeply realized what an indescribable mistake he had made today.
So for the sake of his own life, Mr. Chu decided to escape quickly while Miss Yiyi was not paying attention.
But soon, he stopped in his tracks.
Seeing Miss Yiyi squatting on the ground sadly, holding the fire stick sadly in her arms, the cowardice in Mr. Chu's eyes disappeared, replaced by a fearless look!
In front of Miss Yiyi's pitiful and weak appearance, Master Chu's masculine style once again rises!
Yiyi is sad, Yiyi is actually sad!
If I leave her at this time, then am I still a man?
With a sharp look in his eyes, Master Chu wiped his nose and walked back to Miss Yiyi fearlessly.
His eyes were extremely firm, as brave as a martyr who died heroically.
What are you afraid of? There is nothing to be afraid of! In front of Yiyi, I can get through even mountains of swords and seas of fire!
What's more, I said before, as long as it's made by Yiyi, I can eat it even if it's a piece of shit!
Men should be responsible for what they say! Men should be responsible for the farts they fart! Men should say...that...do...
Looking at the eight-treasure bird's nest porridge that was exuding black air in Qianqian's hand, looking at the bubbling sticky substance, and looking at the half swallow floating on top, Mr. Chu smiled slightly.
Holding up the eight-treasure bird's nest in his hand tremblingly, Mr. Chu closed his eyes tightly, but his upper and lower teeth could not help but tremble.
Haha, it just looks unpalatable, yes, yes, it just looks unpalatable. Give Yiyi more confidence. The things made by such a beautiful girl are definitely delicacies in the world. They must be delicacies in the world!
Axi, Yiyi is looking at me, Yiyi is looking at me! Chu Jiarong, you have to work hard, don’t forget what you said, eat with happiness, and give Yiyi a big encouragement after eating!
!!
Before he fell into coma, Mr. Chu only remembered what he was thinking when he ate the bowl of bird's nest porridge.
He could no longer remember clearly what happened after that.
The only thing I remember is the arrival of hell.
————————
Mr. Chu finished eating the eight-treasure bird's nest porridge and poured the whole bowl into his stomach.
The ambulance arrived a little late, and it took twenty minutes to pull Mr. Chu, who was foaming at the mouth, and Huang Xiaobei, whose head was full of blood, into the ambulance.
And for a whole month after that, until the start of the cooking competition, Huang Xiaobei never saw Mr. Chu again.
He seemed to evaporate out of thin air and disappeared without a trace after eating the bowl of dark eight-treasure bird's nest porridge.
No one has seen him again, and no one knows where he has been for more than a month.
This person may be dead, or he may be living in a corner somewhere.
You know, Brother Maozi was in such good health that he almost went to see Stalin after eating a bowl. He, an ordinary person, opened his mouth and ate a big bowl...
Well, Amen, I hope he can be a little more pure when he gets to heaven. (To be continued)