National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Jiang Yuan directed Phil to control the heat and looked for Paimon out of habit before putting the ingredients into the pot.

Paimon's little figure flew here and there not far away. From a distance, it looked like a small butterfly among the flowers.

No, the little butterfly is not that chubby.

Jiang Yuan denied a description in his mind and replaced it with a more appropriate one.

Like a hard-working white bee.

The little bee is busy collecting honey, and she is busy using her mouth to teach people how to cook.

"No, you have to put the vegetables in first, yes, put them in at one go, don't hesitate!"

"Ah, what are you going to do next? I'm going to copy it, hurry up, I'm going to get confused!"

"It's time to add the seasoning!"

"..."

If Paimon said this next to Jiang Yuan, what he would get would be Jiang Yuan's question - should you cook or should I?

Others looked at Paimon with faces filled with trust and... some clear stupidity.

After realizing how useful Paimon's command was, Paimon became the hot potato that everyone was vying for.

"Little Paimon, what should we do here?"

"Little Paimon, help, help, help! It's on fire!"

"Little Paimon, what's next? What's next!"

Everyone remembered Paimon's name.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, lowered his head and cooked his own food.

He saw that Paimon was busy flying around, but quite happy.

Look at her little expression, she is helpless and tired but also proud.

Gee tut.

With Paimon's command, the noise in this venue caused by various accidents during cooking has been reduced a lot.

Instead, he sought help from Paimon, and Paimon's commanding voice.

Not to mention, what is that sentence called? Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

Paimon's command was very good, and he succeeded in getting most people to eat enough to barely fill their stomachs.

The taste is probably just passable.

Although the taste in my bowl is not as attractive as the one from Jiang Yuan, it is at least made by myself. With this bonus, the small flaws in the taste can be ignored.

For those who haven't prepared them under Paimon's command, they can only shamelessly eat food from acquaintances.

As for Paimon, of course she "regrettably" rejected the food made under her command, returned to Jiang Yuan, and ate happily.

Live broadcast viewers are used to it.

“Here we go again, a mukbang show you won’t miss every day.”

"Little Paimon eats this delicious food!"

"I've been watching it for so long, and I still have to be greedy."

"mom--"

"Stop shouting, Mom is greedy too!"

"Doesn't our little trial tower also have the ingredients that World Existence Brother Jiang brought out?"

"Yes, but you can't take out the tower."

"I've encountered it! When I saw Sweet Flower and Sunset Fruit, I stayed on that floor for a whole day and successfully ate a big meal."

"Damn it, I'm so jealous of you."

"Has anyone copied the food made by Brother Jiang? Didn't Brother Jiang cook it directly in front of us?"

"I tried and failed."

"Don't ask, wouldn't you be more envious knowing that other people can eat?"

"...makes sense."

……

"what!"

Paimon lay back on the rocking chair contentedly, with his bulging belly feeling extremely comfortable.

It feels so good to be full and full!

Jiang Yuan's posture is almost the same as hers, and those who see it can't help but sigh that the two of them have been partners for many years.

The only difference is that Jiang Yuan didn't eat so much, so his stomach wouldn't be bulging.

Thunder Hammer was also lying on his back on the seat, his posture was as honest as a human being, and the red light in his eyes was quiet, as if he was resting after eating.

Others have the same rest as them, and most of them can't rest.

Especially when the two sides are still enemies, they just settled for food for a while, and now they are about to start tit-for-tat again.

Jiang Yuan, who was just about to take out his phone and take a look, was interrupted by the sound of a quarrel. He turned around and saw Paimon next to him first.

Not long after lying down, Paimon actually fell asleep?

This is the true "youth is good, just fall asleep".

What? Paimon's true age is not necessarily young? He, Jiang Yuan, could be said to be a young man. Lu Hei had confirmed this. Why wasn't Paimon young?

At least look how young you look, right?

Just like how Yi Dou sings in that song? Said Jiang Yuan "still has a child" and so on.

Paimon really looks like a child.

If Paimon hadn't been a special, flying elf, sooner or later the live broadcast room would have announced that Paimon was Jiang Yuan's biological son.

Jiang Yuan has never underestimated the bold rumor-mongering ability of the live broadcast room audience.

Speaking of which, if he asked Paimon to do the work, it shouldn't be called child labor, right?

Wait, are your thoughts distracted by the audience in the live broadcast room again?

Jiang Yuan came back to his senses, looked past Paimeng, and looked at the two sides confronting each other a little further away.

The time is quiet here, but the situation is tense over there.

"Hey hey!"

Jiang Yuan thought about the food he had provided for them, and if he had vomited it in a fight, it would be a waste, so he quickly took out the microphone and shouted.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, quarrels hurt the peace!"

"Fake! Fake!! Fake!!!" The "microphone" in his hand made an inexplicable loud sound.

Jiang Yuan looked down.

Oh, it turned out that he took it by mistake. He was not holding a microphone, but a prop he got in the trial world.

It's the speaker that looks like a speaker, has a deafening sound, and can detect lies.

As soon as he said these words, no one believed that he really thought he had "hurt the peace", let alone this lie detector tool.

So the sound was really getting louder and louder.

It shocked Paimon who was just sleeping next to him and opened his eyes.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

With her eyes wide open, she looked around blankly and saw the trumpet in Jiang Yuan's hand.

"This is the lie detector tool. Jiang Yuan, who are you going to test for?"

"...I took it wrong." Jiang Yuan calmly put away the props and smiled calmly, "However, my goal was achieved."

can't you?

The sound Jiang Yuan made with the trumpet was already loud.

The result of the subsequent lie detection by the speaker will be heard throughout the world.

No matter what he was going to do, he looked towards Jiang Yuan.

Paimeng rolled his eyes and chose to learn the ins and outs through the live broadcast room.

The hahaha of the audience in the live broadcast room was so loud that it made people’s eyes bleed.

They are the bystanders who can best see what is going on. From Jiang Yuan looking at Paimeng and being distracted, to taking out a trumpet to make a sound, to his subtle expression when he found out that he had picked up the wrong prop, and finally to quickly calming down. A poised reaction…

You can see everything clearly in the magnifying glass!

Knowing that Jiang Yuan's heart was good enough and he could accept such embarrassing things well, they laughed even more happily.