I'm not a wild eater

"Oh, it turned out to be a food broadcast."

"Then you did a pretty good job. I haven't seen any food broadcaster who comes to deliver things." The boss nodded and gave Mu Qing a thumbs up in admiration.

"I do survival in the wilderness." Mu Qing explained.

"It turned out to be Survival in the Wilderness, eating and broadcasting. This one is indeed much more creative than those. No wonder it can be killed."

The proprietress called from downstairs.

The boss nodded at Muqing and Yan Shu, and quickly closed the door and went downstairs.

Muqing: ""

Could this be the legend that chickens talk to ducks and play the piano to cows?

Boss: Where did I say something wrong?

That's right, that's right, Master Mu was originally a wilderness eater.

Boy, are you a food broadcaster?

Oh, it turned out to be wild food and broadcasting, creative, hahaha.

This boss is not only upright, but also very effective. It's a pity not to open a live broadcast.

This restaurant can't order food online, I've been far away from here.

When Mu Qing and Yan Shu couldn't eat anymore.

There were twenty or thirty unopened boxes on the table.

These people seem to be getting better.

No one came over during the whole process, allowing Muqing to enjoy a fairly relaxing hot pot meal.

They don't send too much, either meat or vegetables, and each person only sends one to Muqing.

"Burp" Yan Shu burped.

Look at the full cart.

I ordered a pot base with my mobile phone, a mini hot pot that is easy to carry, and a tinfoil packing box with ice packs.

Sort the rest of the dishes and put them all in.

"Do we still eat hot pot at night?" Mu Qing asked.

"No, I won't eat tonight."

"Then when will you take it home and eat it?"

"Secret, hee hee, hee hee." After Yan Shu finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Yan Shu looked like he was holding back the water.

A bad premonition rose in Mu Qing's heart.

Chapter 334

Back at the hotel, Yan Shu handed over the ingredients to the room supervisor.

The dinner was arranged by Xu Liming.

Mu Qing, Yan Shu, Xu Liming and his two assistants.

There are also Ji Yuanjie who will be broadcasting live with them, and Huo Yichen who is planning the live broadcast of Dousha.

Starting tomorrow, the next few days will be high-intensity physical output.

In the evening, Muqing was rarely honest.

Lie on the bed, and soon fell asleep peacefully.

Yan Shu tossed and turned on one side, staring at Mu Qing for a long time with the weak light.

Finally, she lay down on the pillow and fell asleep slowly.

Ding dong.

Early the next morning, Mu Qing hadn't woken up yet.

Yan Shu trotted out and took a look through the cat's eyes.

A waiter pushes a small cart full of food at the door.

"Hello, this is the breakfast Mr. Mu ordered last night."

Yan Shu opened the door a crack, and the waiter explained his reason for coming in a gentle tone.

Open the door and let the waiter bring the food to the table.

Mu Qing was wiping his freshly washed hair and came out from the inner room.

"The waiter brought over the food, did you order these?" Yan Shu asked wonderingly.

"That's right, isn't it time to set off? I want to have a good meal first and store some food for myself."

As Mu Qing said, he picked up a piece of rye bread and ate it.

"Don't say it, this thing is really not tasty." After complaining, Mu Qing rolled up the bread roll, chewed it in two bites and finished it.

"Why don't you have a bowl of delicious noodles or porridge?"

Yan Shu picked up a piece and took a small bite.

After chewing a few times, I spit it into the trash can beside me.

Not sweet, not fragrant, even if it is a little moist when pinched, the taste is slightly sour.

It seems to eat another brown glutinous rice cake that has gone bad.

"This is a coarse grain, which can provide more nutrition. Most importantly, it digests slowly."

While speaking, another piece of rye bread entered Mu Qing's stomach.

After drinking a third cup of warm milk.

Muqing sat down, slowly peeled the eggs and ate them.