The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 385 How is the duck cooked like this?

   "I suddenly remembered that I have something very important to deal with. Why don't you leave it to Huahua to try something like this?"

  Song Junlin took out his phone seriously, and then began to pretend to make a call, "Oh, really? Do I have to go there? For such an important matter, wait, I'll be there in five minutes."

"Brother, your phone is reversed." Leng Rongrong narrowed her eyes, the kitchen knife in her hand was about to fly towards Song Junlin, "Song Junlin, what do you mean, do you think I made something? Can't eat it?"

   "No, no, Lord Rong, what you make must be the best!" Song Junlin said hurriedly.

"Really? Then you can eat more later. If you eat less, my kitchen knife will grow on your head." Leng Rongrong squinted, then turned back to the room, and continued to cook with smoke. went.

  Song Junlin felt his head chill and touched his head.

  A few minutes later Leng Qingle also came. He heard an explosion as soon as he entered the door, and then saw crazy smoke from a window of the villa.

  After he entered the door, he looked suspiciously at the group of people in the yard sitting calmly on the ponies.

  "Is it on fire? Do you want to call the police?" Leng Qingle frowned. The villa was on fire. How could this group of people calm down?

   "No, it may not be on fire." Tang Luo said, "Sit down and wait slowly."

   "Waiting for what?" Leng Qingle had an unclear look on his face.

  Li Ruhua said that Leng Rongrong has important things to discuss with him, what important things are they, are they studying some terrible weapon? Do you want to blow him up?

  Leng Qingle's handsome and evil face was a little suspicious.

   "Where is she?"

   "Kitchen." Li Ruhua pointed to the place where the smoke was crazy, "That place."

  Leng Qingle glanced at Li Ruhua and at Tang Luo and several people, especially the people next to Song Junlin, with a gloating expression on his faces, how he felt that something was wrong.

  Leng Qingle:...

  Next, Ye Tianxin, Li Chenle, Jiang Zhan, Ning Kuang, Zhang Qingyi, and Gu Meiyue all arrived.

  All these people were madly fooled by Li Ruhua and Tang Luo. The reasons were different, but they all came.

  When everyone arrived, the whole villa was smoking wildly.

  Everyone was terrified when they saw that billowing black smoke.

  It’s just that once they entered the villa, even if they were frightened, they had no chance to escape. The door was directly locked, and storms and rain were guarding the door.

   "What's the situation? Do you mean to die together?" Ning Kuang frowned and looked at Li Ruhua.

   "That's what it means." Tang Luo replied.

   "No, no, it's not we die together, but to poison us." Song Junlin shook his head, "Who wants to come with me to see how they cook?"

  He is curious and worried now.

  I don’t know if these two geniuses are also very talented in cooking.

  Of course, seeing the billowing smoke, in fact, you can probably tell. The talented couple Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan may not be so perfect or talented in cooking.

   "I want to go and see." Hu Xin said, raising his hand.

  Leng Qingle also nodded, "I'll go take a look too."

  Qin Xiong tutted, "It's almost exploding inside, are you sure you want to go inside and take a look?"

   "Don't take a look, I will not worry when I eat later." Song Junlin said as he walked towards the villa.

  The other people followed Song Junlin into the villa, probably because of what Song Junlin said.

  Don’t look at it, wait a minute and don’t eat it without worry.

  So, a crowd of people entered the smoke-bearing and choking kitchen. This kitchen is not like a kitchen, it is like a battlefield.

  Not only the sound of cooking, but also the sound of the Rongyuan couple fighting, the two of them are actually grabbing salt or something.

   Even more frightening is that Song Junlin saw Mo Linyuan want to cook a duck at a glance.

  He watched Mo Linyuan put a duck that was intact, not bleeding, not killed, not plucked, or even cleaned, into a pot.

  Then, the duck began to flutter frantically.

   Fourth Master Mo was obviously a little unhappy. He looked at the duck and said coldly, "I order you not to move."

  Song Junlin:...

  The duck flopped even harder, and the pot almost turned over, but Fourth Master Mo was quick to catch it.

   He frowned and looked at the rebellious duckling frantically. After thinking about it, he picked up the knife and knocked it with the back of the knife. After fainting the duck, Mo Linyuan began to cook the duck.

  Song Junlin swallowed, and everyone behind swallowed frantically.

  Then everyone’s attention shifted to Leng Rongrong’s body at the same time. Leng Rongrong was catching a whole fish. She looked at the fish and said seriously, “Should we wash it?”

   Then, she started to rinse the fish on the tap.

After rinsing, she did not kill the fish or remove the scales. She put the whole fish in a large pot, filled it with water, covered the lid, pressed the lid, and cooked it on fire. .

  Everyone:...

  Everyone looked at each other.

  What kind of crude cooking method is this?

  Is it sure that the couple can eat what they made?

  I watched it, it's better not to watch it!

  The collective cheeks twitched, completely at a loss.

   Then, everyone saw Mo Linyuan cooking other things. He did seem to be serious about cooking, but his cooking methods were really cruel.

  As long as it is a living thing, it will be stunned first.

  If it is vegetables, the knife technique is good. Some vegetables have been carved out, but the cooking technique is still the same crude, smorgasbord, and all are thrown into the pot.

  A pot full of things, started to cook indiscriminately.

   "We will die here, right?" Li Chenle swallowed and said in a panic, "I think it is necessary to call a doctor over. Prepare for first aid."

   "Or, should I call an ambulance to come over?" Qin Xiong looked scared of death.

  A group of people looks very complicated.

  Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan both heard the discussion behind them, turned their heads, and their cold eyes were exactly the same.

   "The things we make may not be delicious, but it will not poison people? It didn't poison you, what are you afraid of?" Leng Rongrong said displeased.

  Mo Linyuan nodded in agreement.

  He is really serious about cooking and cooking. Even if he doesn’t cook well, he won’t turn into poison, right?

  Song Junlin and the others couldn't stand it anymore, so they turned around and left. They felt that if they watched it any more, they didn't need to eat, they would all vomit.

  In the kitchen, Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan are working hard.

  In the yard, a group of people sat melancholy on the ponies, feeling that their lives were almost gone.

  　 I feel unwell, I won’t update tonight, but tomorrow day.

  (End of this chapter)