After a few brief arguments, people in Morihei's camp quickly decided on the next two people to step on the yellow sign: first the dark-skinned woman, and then the housewife. Whether they were escaping or on guard,
None of them took the people on Lin Sanjiu's side into consideration.
The owners of the villa who were following Lin Sanjiu couldn't hide their anxiety; especially the young man with only one piece of chicken sausage left on the plate seemed to be hesitating to speak.
"Sister, if we follow the order introduced by the chef at the beginning and replace the meat skewers, beef ribs, lamb legs and chicken sausages with 1, 2, 3 and 4, wouldn't it be much clearer?" Ji Shanqing
He glanced at the people around him and kept his voice low.
...No, not at all clear.
Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips and watched as the dark-skinned woman walked up to the yellow dinner plate sign and stepped on the hard board until it sank into the sand. She already had two pieces of chicken sausage and a piece of beef ribs on her plate, and now she is waiting.
Let’s take the next piece of chicken sausage that Morihei promised.
"This activity is really cunning." Gift Bao sighed softly and slowly explained: "No matter what kind of meat it is, to our ears, it is just food. Although they are different types, they are not essentially different...
So once people focus on the 'meat', it is difficult to take their thoughts away. The entire beach barbecue is specially designed to make the meat the focus of our concern."
Isn’t the meat the point?
When she was confused, the chef raised his head and smiled at the dark-skinned woman: "It's baked!"
The dark-skinned woman didn't even mean to smile - because what appeared on the grill was a piece of beef ribs.
"Sister," Libao whispered to Lin Sanjiu, "Don't think about what kind of meat it is. You have to think about it. What appears this time is 2."
"Didn't you say that what appeared this time must be chicken sausage?" She turned around and asked Morihei in a loud voice, and handed the plate to the chef: "Have you discovered the pattern, or are you lying -
"
The sound of something falling into the sand interrupted her words. Everyone's eyes fell on the roasted beef ribs that quickly disappeared from the sand.
The chef put down the shovel, bent down to take out a piece of barbecue, and explained: "If no one takes it, this piece will be thrown away."
The dark-skinned woman looked confused, as if she suddenly couldn't understand what he said. After half a second, she lowered her head and looked at her feet. "What are you talking about?" She raised her head suddenly, "I clearly stepped on the sign.
superior--"
"What's going on?" The housewife walked up quickly, as if she had woken up, "Did you miss it?"
The dark-skinned woman pierced her face with her gaze.
"Let me try," the housewife stretched out her hand to push the dark-skinned woman down, "You have already passed this round."
There was a "hiss" sound, accompanied by a thin shadow, which suddenly bounced from the dark-skinned woman's shoulder and swept towards the housewife's face - the housewife leaned back hastily and almost lost her footing;
The thin shadow retracted in the blink of an eye and wrapped around the dark-skinned woman's arm again, forming a snake armband.
"Stop moving your hands and feet," she sneered and stroked her flower snake armband twice. The armband suddenly came to life, and the snake's head raised towards her finger, bit by bit in the air. "This is not special.
The items are my pets.”
The housewife still stared at her with wide eyes, as if she was neither fearful nor aware of other people's emotions. She still said blankly: "...Then you go down, it's my turn."
"This round is not a leg of lamb," Ji Shanqing said to the housewife, "It's useless to argue with her."
The dark-skinned woman glanced at him after hearing this, thought for a moment, snorted at the housewife, turned around and left - she did not return to the Morihei camp, hesitated for a moment, but stood in the middle of the two camps.
Morihei didn't seem to realize it at all. Looking at his face flushed and his brows furrowed, he seemed to be unable to figure out why this round of barbecue was different from what he expected.
"It's baked,"
The next moment after the housewife stepped on the yellow plate sign, the chef announced: "It's a meat skewer."
"Meat skewers? How could it be meat skewers?" Morihei almost jumped up. Just halfway through shouting, he saw the chef flipping the shovel and the kebabs also fell into the sand.
"If no one takes it, throw it away." He said, "This is absolutely normal."
The housewife suddenly raised her voice to an octave, which even startled everyone around her.
"How is it possible that no one is claiming it? I clearly stepped on this sign!" She asked sharply, took a step to the side, raised her foot, pointed at the yellow plate sign below and said angrily: "Look
Look, is it under my feet?"
"It's true that you stepped on it," Ji Shanqing said slowly, "but what you don't understand is that the beach barbecue has now entered the second stage."
"What do you mean?" The housewife turned her head at him.
"From the information I collected, I have discovered that there is a second stage hidden in this beach barbecue event - inspired by Morihei. When someone claims to have discovered the pattern of meat, they must step on the yellow
At the same time as the dinner plate mark, guess the piece of meat that is about to appear, only then can you get the barbecue smoothly."
"What?" Someone immediately yelled, "What the hell are you talking about? How the hell are you going to do this?"
Lin Sanjiu glanced at the gift bag with admiration. This guy can really talk nonsense... If she hadn't done it herself, she would have been deceived by him after hearing these words.
"If you don't believe it, just let me demonstrate it." Ji Shanqing nodded towards the fifteen or sixteen year old boy and motioned him to stand on the yellow sign. He then smiled at Morihei and said, "Guess what this piece is?"
?”
Morihei pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
The boy stepped on the yellow dinner plate sign with one foot and bent down to look at the barbecue grill.
"I guess it's a leg of lamb." Ji Shan Qingping said calmly.
"It's baked!"
After a while, the chef picked up a piece of meat from the barbecue grill and handed it to the boy's plate - it was not a leg of lamb, but a chicken sausage.
"Didn't you also guess wrong? You still swear by it."
"Eh?" Someone immediately questioned, "Isn't this a leg of lamb? Didn't you say you can only get it if you guess correctly?"
Ji Shanqing blinked his eyes, with a pair of rippling pupils showing an expression more innocent than anyone else. "Yes, I guessed wrong," he pointed at himself, "but the person who wants to take the meat is
Not me."
"That's right, I just told the chef, I guess it's chicken sausage." The young man turned his head, protecting the two chicken sausages rolling around on the plate with one hand, and carefully stepped back to Lin Sanjiu, "...so...
I just got it. If you don’t believe it, ask him.”
The chef nodded and confirmed: "He did whisper the words chicken sausage to me just now."
Everyone looked at each other, and for a while no one said a word.
"If you don't believe it, you can come and try it." Ji Shanqing took a few steps away from the yellow dinner plate sign and kept gesticulating: "Come, come, please."
Green stepped forward before others, and turned around and shouted to Morihei: "Hey, haven't you already cracked the rules? You said it was very simple. So what kind of barbecue is this round?"
Morihei didn't look at anyone. He just lowered his eyes and kept mumbling to himself. He didn't know what he was calculating. A few beads of cold sweat on his forehead were clearly visible in the light of the barbecue fire.
Seeing that he remained silent, Green twisted his head and simply said something random to the chef: "Then... meat skewers!"
Everyone watched helplessly as the leg of lamb quickly took shape on the barbecue grill, and was thrown into the sand by the chef with a shovel.
... Even Morihei has no doubts now. Obviously, from now on, if you don't guess the type of barbecue, even stepping on the sign will not work. The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavier - but the chef did not wait for anyone.
; while everyone was still surprised and confused, the next piece of meat was already put on the grill.
"You're really good at this move,"
Lin Sanjiu went through the gift bag strategy in his mind, and now he understood his intention, and couldn't help but praise in a low voice.
After destroying Morihei's "prophetic power", although the Morihei Alliance has been crumbling, this does not mean that its members are willing to help Lin Sanjiu in turn. Their beliefs were punctured by the gift packages, and they were proven to be guilty one after another.
Wrong, plus you have to watch your opponent point out the country to you - no one will feel a little angry.
People are so weird. No matter how evolved they are, they cannot be "rational people" in economics. There are many people in the Morihei camp. If they are determined not to let Lin Sanjiu and others stand on the sign, I am afraid that her side
There was really no way to deal with a few people; but after Ji Shanqing's words, everything changed.
If the biggest focus of the entire event was "fighting for the yellow plate logo", then the focus now suddenly became "how can I guess the next piece of meat" - with the gift pack on site, what else can I do?
Guess the next piece of meat? I had to squat down and clean his shoes.
"Thanks to my sister's quick consciousness," Li Bao would also boast in a low voice, "no matter if I cover it or take it off, no one can notice it."
"That's because your analysis is correct." Lin Sanjiu touched his head.
A few minutes ago, when she received the barbecue and left, she quietly covered the yellow dinner plate logo with a layer of awareness. The awareness was spread evenly, and when she stepped on it, it felt no different from the touch of the logo itself.
, but isolates the person from the sign - after all, if the body is wrapped with consciousness, foreign things can only fall on the consciousness; conversely, isn't it considered that people are stepping on the sign?
Hearing his sister's praise, Ji Shanqing's cheeks turned a light red. Just as he was about to speak, he looked up and found that Kelan picked up the leg of lamb on his plate and ate it in one gulp - he quickly turned back to Ito
The husband ordered: "Meat skewers!"
Mr. Ito hesitated slightly, but quickly bit off a piece of meat.
"Wait a minute, why are you rushing to stimulate the effect?" Little Fatty Li Xing was a little confused, his eyes circling back and forth, "What is the next piece? Who knows..."
"It's roasted." The chef flipped the shovel, and a leg of lamb fell into the sand: "No one took it, so I roasted it for nothing!"
The tall man and the housewife who were waiting for the leg of lamb couldn't help but groan, as if someone had stabbed them.
According to the gift package, the leg of lamb is not a leg of lamb, but the number three. But at this moment, what does a three mean? Lin Sanjiu still can't figure it out.
Lamb legs are not as fast as meat skewers. Mr. Ito wiped his lips along the pole, and the pole suddenly became empty - he swallowed the meat with all his strength, almost as if he could hold his breath; on the other end, Crane paused.
action.
"Come on," the chef greeted him, "among the next ten pieces of meat that should appear, you have to choose one piece of meat to throw away."
"My luck is so good," Libao chuckled softly.
No one would doubt that the answer spit out from Mr. Ito's mouth came from Ji Shanqing's will. What he chose to throw away was 2, which was the beef ribs; the chef bent down and took out three pieces from the bag.
Meat, throw it into the sand and it disappears.
This means that in the next 10 repeated numbers, 2 appeared three times... Lin Sanjiu seemed to have vaguely touched the edge of something.
"Tell me quickly, what kind of meat will be the next piece of meat?" Someone in Morihei's camp urged Ji Shan Qingdao.
Ji Shanqing smiled slightly, crossed his arms, and said nothing.
Soon, everyone in Senping's camp understood why he had this attitude - because this piece was also a leg of lamb. To the people on Lin Sanjiu's side, it was completely useless and no one had any use for it.
Get on.
"Sister," he pulled Lin Sanjiu slowly, separated everyone and walked to the sign, "let's wait for the meat skewers now."
...Sure enough, Lin Sanjiu had another meat skewer on her plate.
Now she only has one last piece of meat left to leave safely.
"If you follow my instructions, you will be able to go out smoothly." Ji Shanqing walked down the sign and motioned to Crane to continue eating his leg of lamb. "Let me confirm that I do know the rules."
For everyone, they don't have many options now. It's obvious that without Ji Shanqing's guidance, they won't be able to hold the barbecue even if they stand on the sign. What they can do now is either to lose-lose with Ji Shanqing and others, or to achieve mutual benefit.
Mutual benefit - there is no life-or-death enmity between the two parties, so it is naturally clear what to choose.
Next, everything went surprisingly smoothly.
Under the arrangement of the gift bag, Mr. Ito whispered to the chef, and then got the chicken sausages and made a pair; at this moment, Crane inspired a "Decide what kind of meat should appear next."
The effect - the gift bag decided without hesitation that he wanted another piece of chicken sausage, and sent the man with a gloomy face over.
If it is not surprising that he got the chicken sausage, then the next round was surprising. People in the Morihei camp waited patiently for two rounds. Unexpectedly, in the next round, Ji Shanqing actually took the boy again.
He sent it up, and the boy actually got his third chicken sausage smoothly.
Facing the looks from everyone, Libao said lazily: "You can send someone to get the leg of lamb. The next round will be the leg of lamb."
Ge and the young woman almost came to blows, but the taller Ge finally won the chance and got a leg of lamb.
At this time, everyone in the Morihei camp was completely convinced of Ji Shanqing - but it was precisely because they were convinced that he really knew the rules that when he was about to walk to the barbecue grill in the next round, everyone unanimously
He stopped.
"I'm sorry," the dark-skinned woman looked unapologetic, "If you gather the barbecue together and leave now, none of us will be able to do anything. Just wait a little longer, and at least you have to improve your meat-guessing method.
Let us know if you ever..."
"The first person to put together the barbecue has appeared!" The chef shouted loudly, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed - "Congratulations to the owner of Villa F05, for being the first person to put together the barbecue!"
Lin Sanjiu was holding a plate filled with four barbecue skewers. She turned around and met eleven pairs of eyes, including the gift bags. Everyone's faces were green or white, as if they couldn't understand what was going on now.
.
"Well," she scratched her head without embarrassment, "that's it, I...I am the owner of the villa. I am not a humanoid special object..."
Ji Shanqing stood in the middle of the crowd and tilted his head. "I'm the one, sorry."
