"Stop!" Ling Feng stretched out his right hand to stop Roberts from jumping forward, and said with a headache, "first of all, I'm not your master, and so far I don't intend to take an apprentice! Second, even if I take an apprentice, I won't take you! You'd better go."

Although he knew that he would annoy Wanqi Mingyao and Nicole after saying this sentence, Ling Feng didn't want to let such a big burden follow behind him because of his temporary kindness. It can be seen from Roberts' poems that he was just a guy who likes to show off but has no ability.

"Two teachers..." I have to say that Roberts is really cheap and invincible. As soon as he saw that the direct attack on Ling Feng was ineffective, he immediately turned to the arms of two women.

"Er... Martial mother?"

Nicole was blinded by Roberts' teacher's mother. Wanqi Mingyao was in a crazy state at this time. With a wave of his small hand, he said bluntly: "no problem, xiaote, you can stay with us. As the master, I especially allow you to live in the same room with Ling Feng."

"Impossible!" as soon as Lingfeng heard Wanqi Mingyao's answer, he rushed into his room first, locked the door, and shouted loudly, "don't dream, I will never give in!"

This sentence not only made Wanji Mingyao, but also Nicole angry. She patted Roberts on the shoulder and said in the tone of Wanji Mingyao: "don't worry, little Tet, you can live here at ease. We'll take you wherever we go and see what that guy does!"

Wanqi Mingyao nodded her head vigorously, just like a hostess.

Although separated by the door, when Ling Feng deliberately eavesdropped, the outside dialogue fell in his ears. Ling Feng cursed Roberts, the haunting guy, while feigning that Mingyao and Nicole had helped outsiders.

A cooing cry came out from Ling Feng's stomach. Ling Feng shouted through the door: "I'm hungry. What can I eat tonight?"

"You didn't go out to eat with us, and now you deserve to be hungry!" the woman's revenge is really terrible. Just now Ling Feng refused two women to eat a big meal and take Roberts as an apprentice. Now he was treated like this. It's just naked revenge.

"Master, it's all right, apprentice. I've learned many special cooking methods during my trip. Let me show you my skills." Roberts heard that Ling Feng was hungry, his eyes immediately flashed a bright light, raised his voice and shouted at Ling Feng's room.

"Where is your kitchen, madam?" Roberts asked respectfully to Wan Jiming Yao.

"Xiaote, you don't care about him. Are you really going to show his hands?" seeing Roberts's serious face, Wan Jiming Yao finally admitted that he had been defeated by him. Although he also worshipped Roberts, it seems that compared with Roberts's worship of Ling Feng, it's not just in case.

As she pointed to the position of the kitchen, Wan jimingyao curled up and read Roberts's new book with Nicole in the living room.

"Sister Nicole, do you think he really knows how to cook?" when she heard a bang in the kitchen, it seemed that chickens were flying and dogs were jumping, Wan jimingyao rolled her eyes and asked Nicole.

"I don't know, er, but I know one thing, that is, we don't have to spend our own money to buy Roberts's books in the future. Let him tell us by himself. I think it should be more vivid than what is written in the book. As the greatest bard in the mainland, it's not difficult to sing poetry?" Nicole replied stupidly, which made Wan Qiaoming Yao more determined to keep Roberts. For nothing else, it was a free bard, or the highest level.

"Master, have dinner!"

Roberts' voice came from the living room, and Ling Feng's stomach screamed louder. Ling Feng thinks that he has even singled out God level characters. There is no need to be afraid of a small role like Roberts. There are absolutely no less than 1000 ways for this annoying guy to kill himself, such as asking him to do 10000 push ups every day, leaving if he can't do it, and so on. So at the thought of this, Ling Feng regained his old look, opened the door and came out.

"This is..." when Ling Feng saw the food on the table, his face became as strange as Wanqi Mingyao Nicole.

To tell the truth, Ling Feng has no hope for Roberts' cooking, because he intuitively feels that Roberts is not a good cook, and the facts have proved that there is no worst, only worse. What Roberts does is not cooking at all, which is more terrible than Ling Feng imagined.

To be exact, Roberts cooked a bowl of rice, but even if the black piece on the rice surface and the thickness of the cut meat are different, the key is that the meat and side dishes are raw, directly spread on the rice surface and poured with a layer of unknown red and green things.

"Are you sure this is cooking?" Ling Feng pointed to the cooking on the plate and asked Roberts silently.

"Of course, this is the most delicious food of the abyss tribe of the orc empire. Abyss cooked rice. When I ate it, my mouth watered all over the ground." Roberts said proudly without noticing everyone's reaction.

"Forget it, you'd better enjoy yourself. I don't have that blessing." Ling Feng rolled his eyes, opened the door and went out, "I'll go out to eat and come back in a minute."

After Ling Feng went out, the two women took Roberts and chatted. Roberts answered all their questions. Naturally, the two women were very happy, but did anyone find that Roberts was deeply lost when he occasionally swept the plate of abyss cooking.

"That's what rice is." Ling Feng burps heavily and finds a shop in Wangjing street for dinner. Ling Feng suddenly feels that life is so beautiful without Roberts, a nasty guy.

At the thought of Roberts, Ling Feng thought of the dish of abyss cooking and the terrible shape. His happy mood suddenly disappeared.

"Shit, isn't it? Is it over?" when Ling Feng returned to the dormitory, everyone had gone to bed. Ling Feng was also happy and quiet, so he went straight back to his room. However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the plate of black ABIS cooking on the small table at the head of his bed, with a large portrait beside him.

The portrait is naturally Roberts' own portrait. Needless to say, the eight teeth look very white under his signature smile. In fact, I have to admit that Roberts is really good. But when Ling Feng saw the message next to the portrait, he was angry.

"It's better when it's cold - dedicated to my favorite teacher!"

"Is this guy finished?" Ling Feng crumpled the portrait into a ball, picked up the plate and prepared to pour it out, but at this time, a strange fragrance floated into Ling Feng's nostrils.

Although he was full, after the strange smell penetrated into his nose, Ling Feng only felt that his stomach contracted suddenly, secreted a large amount of gastric juice, and began to quickly digest the food he had just eaten. In other words, he felt hungry again.

There is no doubt that this strange fragrance comes from ABIS fried rice in his hands.

"Fragrant! Very fragrant! It's as high as several floors!" she threw away the paper ball in her left hand. Ling Feng picked up the plate with both hands and put it in front of her nose. Ling Feng began to cry in her stomach again.

Ling Feng put his head out of the room and looked around. When he found no one, he immediately retracted into the room and locked the door tightly. Sitting in front of the small table at the head of the bed, Ling Feng picked up the spoon and fork on the dinner plate and carefully dealt with ABIS cooking in front of him.

Ling Feng has also eaten raw food, but there is no way. Generally speaking, Ling Feng doesn't like raw food, so he starts from the black cooking, no, his mouth.

Looking at the black cooking in the spoon, Ling Feng frowned. The appearance was really a little scary, which made him a little afraid to enter, but the strange fragrance was too tempting to him. After a fierce struggle, Ling Feng closed his eyes and put the spoon into his mouth.

After a few shallow chews, Ling Feng's plan was to spit it out immediately if it was bad. But unexpectedly, the black cooking entrance was so fluffy. Ling Feng could feel that every grain of rice in his mouth seemed to live and jumped happily in his mouth. What is more enjoyable is that a delicious taste emanates from the rice grains, which is the original flavor of rice, and then it seems to be roasted by fire, infinitely amplified, stimulating the taste buds of the taster.

Fire roast? Ling Feng's mind can't help but flash.

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