Everyone's eyes wandered and collided, and finally a young man spoke.
He looks like he can't be more than twenty-five years old at most, and his appearance is ordinary; only his hair and eyebrows are dazzlingly white, and there isn't even a trace of the iron-gray color often seen in old age - "Let's not start in a hurry.
"Everyone thinks about what questions we can ask," he suggested. "The more information we can get now, the easier it will be after the event starts."
The gift bag came close to Lin Sanjiu's ear and whispered a few words. Lin Sanjiu looked at him, then turned to the chef and asked: "...How long do you usually bake before your hands get sore? Once your hands get sore, you will stop immediately.
?”
This is a very crucial question, I don’t know why Libao refused to ask it himself.
"It's a good question," Green seemed to have a straight temper and immediately praised her.
"Well, that's hard to say." The chef pondered for a few seconds and said, "Once I baked it for five minutes and it got sour, and another time I baked it for an hour... However, I will remind you when your hands get sore.
Then I can hold on for a few more minutes. But after my hands get sore, I can only hold on for a few more minutes at most."
That is, there will be an advance warning a few minutes before the grilling time ends.
"Before I collect four pieces of meat..." The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was envious of the gift bag said hesitantly: "Are there any restrictions?"
The chef slapped the barbecue grill with his shovel, and the "clang" sound startled everyone. "That's a good question, kid," he said with a smile, "I only remembered it when you mentioned it, and I almost forgot! If on your plate
I already have four pieces of meat, so I can’t get the fifth piece.”
Sure enough, there is a hidden message - it seems that the first step in the beach barbecue is to find a way to dig out the complete rules from the forgetful chef.
The young man was stunned. "Eh? If the four pieces of meat are different..."
"You have to eat different pieces of meat, and then come to me to get a piece of meat. You can't throw it away, you can't give it away, you can't put it in your pocket, you have to eat it yourself." The chef shrugged, matter-of-factly: "I can bake it.
After working so hard, don’t you just hope that everyone can eat happily? If you don’t eat it and pile it on the plate, what’s the point?”
To eat the meat provided by such a malicious dungeon makes people feel a little uncomfortable. At this time, the gift bag came up again. He was shorter than Lin Sanjiu, and he had to stand on his tiptoes a little when whispering.
Even though he was on tiptoe, he didn't know why he was working so hard: "Sister, ask him how many pieces of meat there are in total?"
Lin Sanjiu glanced around the villa owners and found that most of the other people's attention was on the chef; then she cleared her throat and asked about the gift bag.
"One hundred yuan," the chef replied.
Even though the gift bag didn't make a sound, Lin Sanjiu could feel that he was startled, as if he was a little surprised by this number.
One hundred divided by four, isn't it exactly twenty-five? Does that mean there are 25 groups of the same meat in the bag... This number seems reasonable?
While Lin Sanjiu was pondering the numbers, the owners of the villa whispered for a while and asked a few questions about "the order in which you take the meat" and "how is the influence of the chef defined?"
"Didn't I already say it? It doesn't matter how you decide the order, as long as you don't take the meat consecutively." The chef got a little impatient and slapped his thigh: "Let's do this! I will give you some restrictions, so you can
You just know what you can do and what you can’t do.”
The twelve people all came closer and listened to him say: "First of all, all props that are of a combat nature, that will have a negative impact on others, disguises, and storage props cannot be used."
As his words fell, the owners of the villa made some movements one after another: some lowered their heads to touch their belts, and some took a breath... Lin Sanjiu's heart moved, and she tried to call out "Tornado Whip" and "Tornado Whip".
[The power of description]; but they seemed to be locked up, and they couldn't scream no matter how hard they screamed.
Ji Shanqing didn't forget to turn around and explain to the people around him: "My sister is the companion type, so she doesn't count as one." However, not many people seemed to care - anyway, Lin Sanjiu was still standing there, just like that.
It shows that she is definitely not a powerful item.
"Among the evolutionary abilities, only those that enhance one's own physiological functions can continue to be used."
As soon as she said these words, several of her evolutionary abilities seemed to have lost their light, and all turned gray and silent.
"You'd better move gently, and the splashed sand should not be more than ten centimeters from the ground."
Immediately, someone squatted down and measured the height of ten centimeters - looking at the young woman, after comparing the height of ten centimeters on the beach, everyone looked not very good. Not to mention the evolved ones.
If there is a fight by force, even if a child kicks on the beach, the sand that will be stirred up will probably be higher than this.
"Once the meat is cooked, it must be handed out immediately to the person who steps on the yellow sign at the moment it is cooked. If there is no one standing on the yellow sign at the moment the meat is cooked, the piece of meat will be
Throw it away. If you stand on it after it's cooked, it won't count."
To say that everyone looked bad just now, they look even worse now.
"Although you can't trade pieces of meat, you can do other things... For example," the chef suddenly grinned and his cheeks bulged up as he said this: "Look, someone got three pieces of the same piece of meat. Immediately
It's almost full, you go up and push him, he will drop all the meat into the sand, this is fine."
Everyone looked around at each other, with a hint of wariness on their faces. The young man raised his hand and asked: "Then...in this case, the meat that fell into the sand..."
"It's invalid. It's stained with sand. You can't eat it when you pick it up," the chef said disapprovingly. "That unlucky guy has to make up four pieces from scratch."
The owners of the villa looked at each other for a while, and finally the dark-skinned woman spoke. She seemed to be of African descent, with flat shoulders and long legs, a small face and thick lips, and her expression remained motionless when she spoke: "I have nothing to ask. Compared with before,
As far as the event is concerned, the number of people eliminated this time is not that large, there are only three people, so I don’t think it’s too difficult, so let’s start as early as possible.”
"Wait a minute," the young man with snow-white hair raised his hand - Lin Sanjiu remembered that his name seemed to be Senping. "I have a few words to say."
When everyone's eyes turned to him, the snow-white hair said: "Old people who have been living in the villa may know that when we participate in activities, we always maintain a minimum level of harmony... We fight with each other because the copy forces us to
, we have to fight, there is no need to fight to the point of life and death. Even if someone leaves the villa, it does not necessarily mean that there is no life."
Someone coughed, but no one interrupted.
"Although we are not working together in groups this time, I think there is no need to break up."
When Morihei spoke, his tone was calm and very organized, which made people feel that he was a thoughtful person: "If you think, just gather four pieces of meat of any kind, then the first piece and the second piece of meat we got
It doesn’t really matter what kind of meat it is. It’s not until the third piece of meat at the earliest that there is a need to fight for a seat... So I suggest that in the first two rounds, we line up according to the villa number to get the meat. This way we don’t have to rush to get it, and we can still get it.
You can pay more attention to the situation."
Lin Sanjiu looked at the others - Green frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking; the dark-skinned woman remained calm and expressionless; the boy nodded, paused for a while, and nodded again;
As soon as Mr. Ito noticed her gaze, he immediately shot her gaze back like a sharp arrow.
"I think it's okay," Cran, who was about to teleport away, agreed quickly: "Let's do it."
Everyone thought there was nothing wrong with this proposal; when everyone started to report their villa numbers, Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice: "Didn't the chef tell you that until the moment it is cooked, no one knows how to cook it?"
What kind of meat is it...and you can’t compete for a spot after it’s cooked. If everyone wants to compete for a spot through blind guessing, why not just line up and take turns to get it?”
Ji Shanqing glanced at her. "Sister," he sighed, "if you think about it this way, it will be difficult to gather four pieces of meat..."
Before she could ask, the four villa owners in front had all reported their numbers at this time. Seeing everyone's eyes darting back and forth, waiting for the next person to speak, Libao hurriedly shouted: "We are F05!"
"F06." The fifteen or sixteen year old boy said immediately.
The people who reported their numbers quickly stood in front of the barbecue grill in order, forming a long queue. The owner of villa No. F01 happened to be the fat man Li Xing; he stood on the yellow sign, holding a barbecue in his hand.
Holding a plate, he waved vigorously towards the team behind him: "Chengrang, I'm here first, everyone, keep an eye on it."
"Are we ready to start?" the chef asked. He was being roasted by the charcoal fire and was so hot that he was sweating.
Li Xing nodded. Everyone in the team stretched their necks; the owners of the villa standing behind the tall man complained and asked him to bend his knees. In the eager eyes of everyone, the chef pulled out of the bag.
He took out a piece of dark meat and threw it on the barbecue grill. Its shape was very irregular, and none of it could touch the skewers, beef ribs, lamb legs and chicken sausages.
The sizzling sound of oil being grilled over the charcoal fire, along with the gradually clearer aroma of meat, soon floated over the beach. The gift bag couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, like a meerkat, standing on tiptoes and stretching its neck.
Looking forward, he had to hold onto Lin Sanjiu's arm to maintain balance.
The time it takes to roast a piece of meat is not very long, but it only takes half a minute for the meat to be roasted. The chef in front of him announced, "It's a chicken sausage!" Then the little fat Li Xing turned around and put the plate in his hand.
I showed it to everyone - the piece of meat that had no shape just now actually turned into a short, fat, shiny, and steaming chicken sausage.
When Li Xing walked past Lin Sanjiu with a plate in hand, she heard him mutter: "I'm really hungry."
"The second piece," the chef threw another dark thing on the grill. The owner of the second villa, Crane, quickly took a plate from the table next to him.
After the second piece was grilled, it was the beef ribs. Mr. Ito was the third person and got the skewers; the fourth person got the lamb leg. When Ji Shanqing and Lin Sanjiu walked up, they also got the
When it came to a leg of lamb, she thought she might have lost her mind because of the gift package - because he actually made a suggestion that she had never even thought of.
"Sister," he said, looking at the leg of lamb for a while and then at the chicken sausage on the next person's plate, "do you want to eat it?"