“Okay! I happen to be hungry too...what do you have? If you treat someone to a meal, you won’t just eat a welfare meal, right? No, no, right?”
Mai Fan was stunned, the other party was like this... could he say it was?
“No, no, no…I will definitely treat Sister Hua to a good meal.”
“Eat…should you eat sweet potato porridge?”
Don’t worry about where Mai Fan got the sweet potatoes from. In the loser community in Area D, they never ask where things come from.
The gray area here is much wider than outside.
Sister Hua didn’t even ask what sweet potato porridge was and where the raw materials came from.
She just leaned towards Mai Fan's room, which was still covered with a layer of poisonous scales: "Then hurry up, I get hungry when I fight."
While saying this, she still put her hands on her extremely thin waist.
Mai Fan did not dare to look at it for a long time.
This is really a waist like a willow leaf, but it is like a murderous knife...
Beautiful, sharp, and extremely dangerous.
It was precisely because of the other party's reaction that he didn't ask and didn't care that Mai Fan felt relieved.
He does not want to wrong himself, nor does he want to wrong his greatest protector in the future.
So he calmly took out another part of the sweet potatoes from the tavern.
Even if someone reports it, the worst case scenario is that he will be charged with hiding specimens and swallowing them privately.
By then all the evidence will have been destroyed and put into the stomach...
If he is beaten to death and refuses to acknowledge it, no one can do anything to him.
Sister Hua really had no interest in the fruit that Mai Fan took out.
Most of the people living in this area make a living outside the shelter.
In the process of living in the wild, I encountered a lot of strange and weird foods.
Why haven’t we seen this group of people handing in specimens?
One, it is really unpalatable, and the other, there is really no food that can be eaten by most people.
Either it is only suitable for a small group of people to eat, or the food itself is too scarce.
Just one bite and it’s gone… whether it’s the call of the wild or the evolution of itself…
This plant was born because it was not cultivated by people at face value.
But next.
When Mai Fan cooked the sweet potato porridge until it was eight ripe... Sister Hua couldn't sit still.
“What the hell, Mai Fan, your family is full of poisonous scale powder... I’m quite embarrassed, I’ll collect it for you.”
After all, the smell of her toxin is quite pungent... What if it affects the aroma of the food?
Shu Lala... Sister Hua's wings popped out again...
This time, a white pollen substance was released... which merged with these scales...
Like a bubble...
Swish, swish, swish... neutralize together and melt away.
The smell in the air has once again returned to its essence. If you smell it carefully, there is even a little fragrance of flowers and plants.
This woman is really capable... No wonder she occupies a pivotal position here.
Putting poison is not a skill. If you can still detoxify the poison...this is your real skill.
Mai Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he worked even more seriously.
He stayed up for a while longer for this reason.
Finally, the sweet potatoes were boiled until they were sticky and syrupy-colored, then they were taken out and handed to Sister Hua.
“What is this?”
“Bowl...spoon...I came up with it when I was eating secretly in the wild...They are all made of wood...easy to handle food.”
“And after being heated over an open flame, the food will taste even more delicious...it has more soul than our capsule.”
“Hehehe...”
Nonsense, you can buy a set of wooden spoons and bowls from the two-yuan store for 9.9 yuan.
But Sister Hua had no doubts: "Your craftsmanship is pretty good...but it's still a little worse than the big guys in our community."
“I forgot to tell you, there is a kind guy living in the house at the front of this community.”
“He is the self-proclaimed property manager of our community... If there is anything that needs to be repaired in your home, don’t go to those exorbitantly expensive public servants.”
“Look for him, he will use many weird materials to restore your equipment to like new.”
Mai Fan silently wrote it down, turned around and smiled at Sister Hua: "Try it...I will guarantee it with my life...it tastes really great."
In order to gain the other party's trust... Mai Fan took a sip first.
Sister Hua smiled and started drinking along with her very casually.
It is simply impossible for this level 2 kid to get the toxin that can poison her...
Ah, I’m dead! How can this porridge be so delicious!
The scornful smile on Sister Hua's face disappeared all of a sudden...
It turned into a small surprise, a big joy of joy... Happiness is not so easy to disguise.
Even if you don’t smile, your eyes, your body language, and even your hair can show it.
Seeing this, Mai Fan felt at ease.
He smiled and lowered his head, enjoying his own delicious food.
This meal was very quiet...
But at the end... bang... Sister Hua's bowl fell to the ground.
The other party's expression looked very ferocious...painful, and the wings that had been folded actually spread out again at this moment.
Sweet potatoes are poisonous? People in this world are not physically fit to eat sweet potatoes?
Mai Fan’s first reaction was this... He thought that he was about to face his first failure in this world...
Sister Hua’s painful struggle is over.
This beautiful woman who looked like she had been fished out of the water, with a ferocious face, had already crawled towards Mai Fan.
The young man was so frightened that he fell backwards and fell directly into the corner.
“Ghost! What are you doing! Don’t come over!”
Could it be that a corpse transformation has occurred?
But the next second, Sister Hua grabbed Mai Fan's arm. She looked very excited: "What is this! What is it!"
“Where did you find it? You call it sweet potato?”
“Any more? I need more, more!”
Mai Fan was so frightened that he quickly got up, but dragged the woman up with him.
The other party squeezed his hand and it was as strong as a pair of pliers.
As a last resort, Mai Fan had no choice but to hand the pot containing all the porridge to her with one hand: "It's all here... I really didn't poison it."
But Sister Hua has no time to talk nonsense with this boy...
She is like a poor creature who has just been rescued from the slums...
Hold the pot and put his face directly into it.
Xilihulu... Maifan was stunned.
When Sister Hua looked up again... the pot was as clean as if someone had licked it eight times.
“Ahhh!”
This time I was probably prepared... Sister Hua's painful voice was suppressed.
Correspondingly, the wings on her back... seemed to be stretched a little wider than before???
Mai Fan looked at Sister Hua and was sweating profusely again...
