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Chapter 86 Peng Yiwan is online

After a while, it was getting late, and Huang Lei had already started to light the fire and cook.

The fragrance drifted into the yard. When the bell flower washing vegetables smelled it, it was mutton stew. Her hands stopped. If Huang Lei hadn't called her, she would have forgotten what she was doing.

Then put it in a casserole and stew it. Little O smelled it, so he walked around the casserole.

"Little O, you can't stay here, you'll get burned later." Huang Lei patiently invited Xiao O out temporarily, and then Xiao H came in again.

Slowly, it got dark.

"Xiao Yi, you let my sister come out, you come to burn, the fire must be too big or too small." Huang Lei looked at the fire and said something.

"Come on, you sit and rest for a while. Are you hungry?" Qiao Yi rubbed her head and asked.

Zhang Zifeng shook his head, and sat next to him embarrassedly, but fortunately, because of the fire, he couldn't see his blush.

She still can't control the heat of the rural stove, it's either too big or too small. If it's cooking dumplings, if the fire is too low, the dumplings will probably rot in the pot.

Qiao Yi had done this kind of thing when he was a child.

The dumplings that were boiled turned into pimple soup in the end.

On the other hand, because of the existence of Zeng Yi, a small expert at work, Brother Chopsticks could only sit there and look at the casserole, and chat with little O and little H who came in to smell the smell from time to time.

He Jiong smiled when he saw it: "You two, can you not act like you are obviously waiting for food? Just have a little chat about life, and then have some snacks or something."

"Haha, it feels so much like waiting for food." Huang Lei also laughed.

After standing up, seeing everyone gathered in the kitchen and Huang Lei making braised pork, Xiao Yang said with emotion: "This is too much like the memories of walking around the pot when I was a child."

"Ah."

"Okay, the braised pork is out of the pot. I'll fry the egg fried rice, and then it's ready to eat." Huang Lei washed the pot and prepared to make the egg fried rice ordered by Wang Taili.

Xiao Yang looked at it and felt that it was a bit small: "Do we have so much food today?"

Zeng Yi rubbed his belly, smiled at Wang Taili, and felt that he could eat at least three bowls of rice today.

"Haha, everyone thinks it's not enough to eat." Linghua also said.

When Peng Peng heard this, he felt that it was all directed at him, and said quickly: "It's okay, you can eat more, I won't eat more."

"Really? You really don't know how to eat too much? Impossible?" Xiao Yang didn't know that Peng Peng had made a vow to only eat one pot of rice before, and felt that a half-sized boy like him was just growing up, so he should It is very edible.

"Yes, I will definitely not eat too much." Peng Peng looked at the rice in the pot and said with a forced smile.

"is it?"

"Yes, the oath I made was that I would never slap myself in the face." Peng Peng insisted.

When the four guests heard this, they wondered why there was any oath involved?

"It's like this. Because of losing weight, we, Peng Peng, vowed to only eat one bowl for dinner." Qiao Yi glanced at the situation in the pot, returned a few sticks of firewood, stood up and clapped his hands and explained.

Then after listening to Qiao Yi's explanation, they all looked at Peng Peng with a smile, which made Peng Peng feel ashamed even more.

"Aren't you going to take the show? Get fatter, or." Huang Lei knew about Peng Peng's next arrangement, so he induced him.

"It's just right now, almost ready to connect." Peng Peng tried his best to force a smile.

He Jiong said loudly to Zhang Zifeng, who was about to wash the dishes, for fear that others would not hear: "Peng Peng, it's okay, my sister is washing the dishes. Sister, you have to remember to wash eight normal dishes, and then wash them again." One such bowl!"

As he spoke, he raised the big bowl in his hand.

It is estimated that there are three normal bowls in one bowl.

"Because of Peng Peng, I can only eat one bowl!" He Jiong emphasized very deliberately.

Peng Yiwan is about to be on the hot search.

Soon, the fried rice with eggs was ready, and the food was served in the pavilion, and the colored lights were on,

Dinner is served.

"Welcome to our Chopstick Brothers, and our Phoenix Legend, we all grew up listening to your songs... happily."

Before the meal, Huang Lei gasped for his toast, which made the four people's faces change drastically, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, you startled me."

"Welcome to the Mushroom House and live the life we ​​long for."

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

The nine people sat around the table, looking at the five dishes (Huang Lei added another fried cabbage, fried bacon with sour bamboo shoots, and fried lettuce), especially the four guests, their mouths were watering.

After working all afternoon, the four guests tasted Huang Lei's cooking and seemed to enjoy it very much.

While eating, music suddenly came from the room.

When He Jiong heard this, he smiled and said to Peng Peng who was holding a bowl to wait for others to finish filling up the rice, "Peng Peng, Xiaodu is reminding you that you only have one bowl of rice."

"Remind Peng Peng that he can only eat one bowl of rice." Xiaodu's voice came out.

When Peng Peng heard this, he took a bite of food to calm down his shock.

"Do you like braised pork so much?"

Qiao Yi saw that Zhang Zifeng was sitting a little far away from the dish and kept staring at the braised pork, so he gave her two pieces. It seemed like it wasn't enough, so he gave her another piece.

"Yes, braised pork is delicious." Zhang Zifeng ate, enjoying it.

One of the characteristics of eating dinner after farm work is that everyone eats it very quickly and deliciously. After eating, they just sit there stupidly and let themselves go.

"Sit well, who did you learn from, and make a BJ paralyzed?" Qiao Yi saw that Zhang Zifeng's sitting posture was too ungirly, and lightly kicked her foot.

"Hee hee." Zhang Zifeng also felt embarrassed when he changed his sitting position.

Peng Peng suddenly asked: "Are you still eating?"

"Don't eat"

"We all ate."

"I ate two bowls of rice and can't eat any more."

Peng Peng rolled up his sleeves: "When you don't eat, it's time for me to eat a bowl of rice! To be honest, it's really bad to waste food."

After Peng Peng finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and started his action of a bowl of rice.

Huang Lei and He Jiong just smiled and didn't speak. After he finished a very rich bowl of rice, Huang Lei brought it to the camera and showed it to the camera: "See, a bowl of rice is really normal A bowl of rice! Of course, the previous ones don’t count.”

"No, I didn't eat much before." Peng Peng forcibly argued.

"Eat, it's okay. I've done so much work today, and it's my first day here. It's very hard. It's okay to eat more." Of course Huang Lei won't let him go hungry.

So Peng Peng, under everyone's watchful eyes and the feeding of He Jiong and Huang Lei, completed his plan of a bowl of rice on the first day.

After reading it, Qiao Yi sighed helplessly.

It seems that Peng Peng's journey to lose weight is long and long.

After dinner, everyone sat in the hall, doing nothing.

Each play in their own way, anyway, how to come how comfortable.

It wasn't until He Jiong suggested playing some group games that they sat around the table.

"The boundless sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills. What kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most joyful..."

"Zeng Yi, hurry up, the tune is about to change!"

He Jiong and the four guests played karaoke, which was the famous "The Most Dazzling Little Apple", but Zeng Yi and Ling Hua hadn't followed suit.

"Aren't you the original singer?" Huang Lei asked with a smile.

Linghua defended and said: "We are the original singers, but we have collaborated only once, and we can't find the tune at all! Thank you, I think goodbye."

"It's too difficult, it's too difficult." Wang Taili gave up singing this song.

Then Linghua sang an authentic Mongolian song, accompanied by a Mongolian dance, and perfectly recovered the scene.

jingle bell~~

Peng Peng was the closest, so he went to pick it up.

"Hello, hello."

Peng Peng didn't press the speakerphone, but just said a word, and almost threw the phone away with an ahh.

"What's wrong?" He Jiong hurried over and asked.

"Mr. He, why don't you pick it up? The voice on the other side is a bit weird, a bit like a robot with a voice changer installed." Peng Peng smiled a little stiffly, as if he was really frightened.

"As for it?"

He Jiong muttered, took the receiver and put it to his ear: "I'm really sorry, I was just an intern of ours, and I'm not very proficient in business, I didn't understand what you said, can you say it again?"

Then, He Jiong's face became a little weird.

It's not like he's scared, it's more like he's holding back a laugh.

"Well, well, well, I've remembered it. It will be there tomorrow, ok, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, He Jiong smiled and said to Huang Lei: "Six people will come tomorrow, but they only ordered four dishes, pork ribs and lotus root soup, braised fish with sour bamboo shoots in soybeans, oily and spicy noodles and tofu vermicelli dishes .”

"Six people, four dishes? Who is it?" Huang Lei asked.

He Jiong smiled: "It's hard to guess."

　Very bad feeling. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)