"I don't agree!!!"

Zhou Ming shouted.

At this moment, Zhou Ming has realized that Liu Wuwu is a liar, a liar who can't cook.

Wu Neng didn't even have the courage to try the dishes Liu Wuyou made. Why let him win?

Shady, naked shady.

Wu Neng naturally understood Zhou Ming's dissatisfaction.

Anyone who is not blind can see that Zhou Ming's food is superior.

But the problem now is that Wu Neng doesn't dare to try Liu Wuyou's cooking at all.

This plate full of "sauce" is not even for dogs to eat... This is not right. After all, dogs have special tastes, and this is the only one.

No matter what, Wu Neng wouldn't dare try Liu Wuwu's pig intestines even if he died.

Now Zhou Ming is not convinced, and Wuneng is not used to it either. Liu Wuwu's pig intestines were directly placed in front of Zhou Ming.

"Senior Nephew Zhou Ming, if you think Liu Wuyue is invincible, you can try his cooking."

"???"

Zhou Ming looked at Wu Neng in disbelief.

You black bald ass!

He usually looks like a virtuous monk, but now his ideas are so sinister!

You can't eat this plate of shit that looks like pig intestines, can I just eat it?

Zhou Ming wanted to flip the table, but he was afraid of being beaten.

Taking another look at Liu Wuwu, who was beside himself with pride, Zhou Ming was about to go crazy.

"Okay, okay! Is this how you play? I will risk my life today to take a bite. Liu, you must get out today!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Er and others gave a thumbs up. I never expected it! There are actually warriors like Zhou Ming in Daling Mountain.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mingdu decided to risk his life and try, but Liu Wuyuan was not happy.

"Ahem, what do you guys mean? It's just a stir-fried pork intestine, why do you pretend to be so generous? Although my pork intestine smells a little bit, it tastes absolutely great... ..."

Zhou Ming ignored Liu Wuwen's barking and dug out a spoonful of pig intestines with a certain death wish.

(Seriously, the author almost cried when he wrote this scene. Zhou Ming is such a real person! Others find it disgusting to use chopsticks, but he actually used a spoon to fill a spoon full of intestines and juice. With such courage, I am afraid that even The overlord of Western Chu who committed suicide in Wujiang was far inferior.)

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Zhou Ming closed his eyes and prepared to risk his life, Liu Wuwu suddenly interrupted.

Zhou Ming felt relieved, thinking that Liu Wuwu was going to let him live.

Liu Wuwu rushed over holding a spice jar. He grabbed the white powder and sprinkled it on the spoon, then stepped back.

Zhou Ming: "???"

Liu Endless: "Sorry, I forgot to add salt just now."

Zhou Ming collapsed and said, "You forgot to put salt, what's the matter with spreading sugar in it?"

Liu Wuwu turned around and saw that the word "sugar" was indeed written on the pot.

But Liu Wuyuan never cared about these trivial things, he waved his hand and said:

"It's okay. Adding sugar won't affect the delicious taste."

Being interrupted by Liu Wuwu, Zhou Ming lost most of his courage. Faced with this spoonful of fat intestines, he hesitated.

This is an unwashed piece of large intestine.

The yellow paste on the surface exudes a foul odor, which is like the mud that has been soaked in a pig pen for two and a half years. It is not only smelly but also irritating the eyes.

If you look carefully, you can find that it is mixed with incompletely digested grass roots and chaff...

vomit......

Finally, Zhou Ming couldn't help feeling sick.

He lay down by the kitchen window, stretched out his head and vomited outside.

Liu Wuwu looked at Zhang Er with curiosity:

"This man vomited so much, maybe he ate something bad, right?"

Zhang Er was stunned: "Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right."

Liu Wuwu rolled his eyes at Zhang Er: "Where did you learn this bad thing? Do you know how to speak well?"

Zhang Er was stunned: "You use me to relieve your boredom, can't I make a joke?"

Liu Wuyou was too lazy to pay attention to these idiots. He came up behind Zhou Ming with a glass of water and patted his shoulder: "Here, drink some water and take it easy."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ming vomited even more violently.

A minute later, Zhou Ming stood in front of everyone again with a pale face.

Wu Neng glanced at the cold pig intestines on the table and asked maliciously:

"Do you still want to eat?"

Well......

With a simple sentence, Zhou Ming covered his mouth and wanted to vomit again. Unfortunately, all the contents in his stomach had been vomited, and he could only squat on the ground and retching.

Wu Neng wanted to ask again, but Zhou Ming waved his hand crazily.

"Admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

After saying that, Zhou Ming raised his head and looked at Liu Wuwu fiercely.

"Liu, you are ruthless! You can do dirty things like boiling shit in a pot, and you are a fucking human being. If I lose this game, I will admit defeat. I will never lose next time !”

Liu Wuwu was a little overwhelmed by the rebuke.

It's just a piece of pig intestines. Is it necessary to be so excited?

Liu Wuyuan had never suffered such grievances before. He wanted to get angry, but then he thought it would not be good to beat his colleagues on the first day of work.

So he put a smile on his face and said to Zhou Ming:

"Although I don't know what I did wrong, I still apologize to you. Otherwise, as an apology, I will personally cook for you and treat you to a meal..."

Whoosh!

Before Liu Wuwu finished speaking, Zhou Ming had disappeared.

Zhou Ming’s unwilling voice came from a distance:

"Liu, this matter is not over yet!"

Liu Wuwu: "???"

No, this person has no manners at all. I haven't finished speaking yet!

He won the game, but Liu Wuwu was not happy at all.

Finally, he set his eyes on the two dishes on the table and said to everyone:

"This can't be wasted. I'll heat it up and let's eat together?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

Qinglin: "I have lost weight recently and don't eat meat."

Zhang Er was stunned: "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat."

Tiger Sand Sword: "I'm going to retreat right now."

Di Ji said, "I want to try it."

Little Donkey: "Go away. If you want to die, find a rope and hang yourself."

Wu Neng: "Amitabha, if a monk does not lie, I would like to live a few more years."

Before Liu Wuwu could react, a large group of people fled, leaving Liu Wuwu alone and messy in the wind.

......

All affairs in the military camp are under Zhou Ming's control. But now that the monk Zhou Ming is gone, he cannot hand over the work to Liu Wuwu.

Wu Neng expressed his apology to Liu Wuwu and said he would find Zhou Ming immediately.

Liu Wuwu didn't care. He came here just to mess around, and it would be best if he did nothing.

At dinner time, Wu Neng appeared at the dinner table with Zhou Ming in his arms.

Zhou Ming, who had a bruised nose and face, was indeed much more honest. He came to Liu Wuwu and bowed respectfully: "I've met Director Liu."

Zhou Ming's gift was very thoughtful, but the expression on his face was wonderful.

His eyes were turned up to reveal the whites of his eyes, and the right corner of his mouth was raised desperately.

This expression is as disdainful as you want it to be, and as mean as you want it to be.

Liu Wuyuan was really angry, and he responded with a smile: "You're welcome, Deputy Director Zhou."

Then he leaned close to Zhou Ming’s ear and whispered:

"Okay, okay, let's do this, right? Old guy, you're done!"


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