Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

"You're being naughty now, you rebellious son!" Zhang Qiyuan raised his chin, "You didn't even call me brother, and didn't those animals offer sacrifices to you later?"

Zhang Qilin put on his hood, closed the bottle cap, and became autistic.

Zhang Qiyuan rubbed Zhang Qilin's hat and said, "I will cook for you myself and let you taste my cooking skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qilin showed the bottle cap and grabbed Zhang Qiyuan's arm: "No, Brother Yuan, I'll do it." Don't go! Your cooking skills are really abstract! ! Even the Zhang family can't eat it! !

The black bear who was watching the show on the side bit his cheek, and finally he couldn't help it and covered his mouth.

He really didn't expect that a mute would also have this day, hahahahahahahahahahaha, finally someone can cure him.

Zhang Qiyuan is very confident because the kitchen utensils provided by the sign-in system are very easy to use. Just put the dishes in and wait for a few minutes, and they will come out of the pot automatically. Most importantly, they are super delicious.

"Young official, please sit down properly, stop pulling and tugging, and be quiet and elegant!"

Zhang Qiyuan pushed Zhang Qilin to sit on the sofa, and then he performed a kitchen utensils transformation in the living room, and then conjured up various fresh ingredients and put them into the pot without even looking at them.

One dish was chicken stewed with mushrooms. The chicken was a pheasant caught by Zhang Qiyuan in the wild, and the mushrooms were raised by the Zhang family.

Putting them all in, Zhang Qiyuan added some salt, then exclaimed and closed the lid.

A large silver pot sang a little tune while shaking its head. Zhang Qiyuan hummed along. As for the man with black glasses, he was stunned. Although the mute had said that his brother was a little different, he didn't expect him to be so... outstanding!

"Chief, the chairman has never cooked a dish for me." Zhang Haike was a little sour, but he wanted to ease the chief's mood. "I don't know if it tastes good or not."

Zhang Qilin looked at the magical big pot without saying a word. He always felt that perhaps this was the cooking method that suited Zhang Qiyuan.

The man with black glasses came over and said, "Brother Zhang, we are so familiar with each other, why don't you show me your skills?"

Without waiting for Zhang Qilin to speak, Zhang Haike said, "This is the chairman's special ability. The chairman can also perform magic. He waves a small stick and chants spells, like a real wizard."

"Magic? Really?" Black Glasses felt that he was still ignorant. "Where is it?"

Zhang Haike didn't think this was something worth keeping secret: "There are magic schools all over the world, including in Germany. There is also a magic school called Armstrong. If you are interested, I can take you to see it."

Zhang Qilin was also very interested and signaled with his eyes.

Zhang Haike understood: "The Zhang family also has a wizard, the first generation of the Dark Lord, who was captured by the chairman and is now in the research institute."

"It's too cruel, slicing and researching!" exclaimed the man with the glasses.

Zhang Haike said speechlessly: "We are a formal research institute." Of course, Slice would not admit it~

They were talking, and then they smelled an enticing aroma. There were several dishes on the table, all of which were Zhang Qilin's favorites.

Hei Xiazi naturally knew a little about Zhang Qilin's taste. When he looked at the table, he said with envy, "Your family treats you so well."

Zhang Qilin raised the corners of his lips. Although it was not very obvious, people who were familiar with him would notice it at a glance.

Zhang Qiyuan ordered Zhang Haike to serve the dishes. He then took out a big pot. The two pots came on stage together and sang a song together.

When they sat down to eat, Zhang Qiyuan said proudly, "How is it, my dear, is it better than what you cooked?"

The black bear who was eating rice looked up: "He can cook?"

Zhang Qiyuan curled his lips: "I can only say that it won't kill you."

Hei Xia Zi shut up now.

Hearing this, Zhang Qilin looked at Zhang Qiyuan and picked up a piece of chicken for him.

Hei Xia Zi understood immediately that this was a message for Zhang Qiyuan to shut up.

But how could Zhang Qiyuan shut his mouth like this? That was impossible: "You should eat more too. You've lost weight. It's pitiful."

"I'm telling you, I can shine with gold now. At Christmas, we'll dress up as Christmas trees and stand in the Zhang family square to receive gifts. We'll be overwhelmed with gifts..."

Zhang Haike: Is the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain used in places like this? And even if you don't dress up as a Christmas tree, the Zhang family will give you gifts!

"Xiaoguan, when Haixing and I were chatting, we came up with a brilliant idea."

Zhang Haike had an ominous feeling in his heart.

"In the future, we will take things out of the Zhang family's basement and put new things in. After a few hundred years, won't this be an antique?"

"Isn't it wonderful? It's only a few hundred years anyway."

Looking at Zhang Qiyuan's excited expression, the other three people fell silent. After thinking it over again and again, although it seemed extremely absurd at first, after careful consideration, it was still feasible.

Zhang Haike evaluated the plan and thought it was feasible. He raised a question: "Many antique craftsmanship has been lost."

"It doesn't need to be antique, it just needs to be exquisite enough. I think our Zhang family is very suitable for this." Zhang Qiyuan thought of the antiques collected by the Zhang family, each of which was very beautiful, "We can't waste our aesthetic taste."

Zhang Haike agreed with this: "Well, then let's make it ourselves." It feels great to have aesthetics in your own hands.

Zhang Qiyuan glanced at Zhang Qilin and said, "If you want to make porcelain, first make a life-size sculpture for Zhang Qilin. Well, I heard that the sculpture in Tibet is finished."

Zhang Haike nodded: "Yes, the incense is very popular."

The two did not consult the parties involved throughout the process.

Black Glasses, who knew Zhang Qilin a little, looked at the depressed mute and laughed in his heart.

The Zhang family is really interesting.

It is a great blessing for Dumb to have a brother like Zhang Qiyuan!!

After dinner, Zhang Qiyuan didn’t want to clean up the dishes, so he called Fugui.

Fugui, who had entered through the wall, bowed to Zhang Qiyuan and said, "Good evening, Master. Is there anything I can do for you? I have had no work to do during your absence."

"Clean up the table first, then make some of the cakes and juices you just learned to make." Zhang Qiyuan arranged the tasks, "If you want to do something else, then go to the Phoenix Order's base to get work. There is only one house elf there, Asi, and he may not be able to handle it."

Fury pricked up his ears and listened, then he became bright and said loudly: "I will follow your orders, master."

Then, the house-elf used magic to clear the dishes from the table.

"It's amazing." The man with black glasses pushed up his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. "Is this a creature from the magical world? He seems to like working very much?"

Zhang Haike nodded: "Yes, they are natural workers. I hope there will be more house-elves." Unfortunately, the test tube didn't work either, it would explode!

Maybe the material of the test tube is not strong enough? ?

Zhang Haike thought gloomily.