Start with the script kill shop

Chapter 21 The First Show of Power
With reasoning, Jiang Qi doesn't know if he will go to jail or not, but it is certain that Liu Lan is in jail now and Jiang Qi is certain.

Within two hours, Jiang Qi received news from Liu Lan three times and went upstairs to deliver snacks and drinks. When he opened the door, he saw seven people sitting in the room, looking at each other without saying a word. Drink, then continue to stare at Ben and the clue card without saying a word.

Liu Lan sat in the corner with her head propped up and wanted to say something very much. When she picked up the water pipe, she guessed that there was a hole in the ground, and when she picked up the hanging air conditioner, she guessed that there was a hole in the ceiling. When Jiang Qi went out, his mind was full of how there were so many holes in this small secret room.

In stark contrast to the taciturnity of the modern room is the extremely cheerful atmosphere of the ancient style room. The six best friends are undoubtedly having a high. Jiang Qi can hear excitedly shouting inside: "Huang Yuanwai, I won, I will add points." , I add points!"

Downstairs, Old John was looking at Ben.

Old John's state when he was reading the book was similar to that of reading a book. He was very silent, expressionless, and very slow.

Combined with the prison atmosphere of the modern room upstairs, Jiang Qi began to think about whether it was the right choice for Old John to bring his reasoning book to brush up his reputation.

When the time came to 10:30, which should theoretically be the end of the modern room reasoning book, Jiang Qi sent a message asking Liu Lan how long it would take for her to finish. The parents of the two boys had already called to remind them, and she tried to finish it before eleven o'clock.

It turned out that it was eleven o'clock, and Liu Lan's side was not over yet, so Huang Fugui came down to stretch the noodles.

"Uncle Huang, is it over for you?" Jiang Qi counted the time, and it was almost the same time.

More than three hours, plus cooking noodles, show-stopping, solo performance and eating noodles, more than four hours fit the original duration of this book.

Jiang Qi remembered that it was written in the host manual that it was 4-7 hours. In theory, the more people there were, the longer the time would be.

"Yes." Huang Fugui said with a smile, "Those girls are very happy, and the points are very close to each other. Now they are playing who is the undercover agent. I don't need me. I will come down to cook the noodles and it will be over soon." Yes. I watched the video last night. The experts said that little girls staying up late is not good for their health, and the six little girls are not good for sleeping at night after applying such thick lead powder, so they should go back to rest at midnight."

Jiang Qi didn't know what to say to Jiang Qi, who stayed up late at five o'clock this morning.

Jiang Qi paused, and said, "Cosmetics are quite safe now, no lead powder is needed."

"Oh, really? That's good, I'll go back to study tonight."

Jiang Qi: ...

"I think you should go to bed early too..."

Just as he was talking, Liu Lan's side was over.Liu Lan was still packing her things upstairs, and six junior high school students came down laughing and laughing.

"I've already said that there is a problem with the wall. If you don't believe me, if you listened to my secret room, you would have solved it a long time ago!"

"Fart, what you said is that there is a hole behind the wall, there is a hammer hole, I still listen to you, obviously I was right at the beginning, when sister DM mentioned the air conditioner, I thought there was something wrong."

"Come on, I solved the last secret room, okay?"

"You figured out what, obviously it was sister DM who reminded you to figure it out."

"That's what I figured out, if you don't accept it, come back next time!"

"Come again, I'm the one who pointed out the murderer last time."

"Nonsense, you are just guessing."

"I think today's book is too difficult."

"Yes, it's too difficult. The Chamber of Secrets is not suitable for us, and we have no clue."

"Correct!"

In the chaos, the boy who came with fried skewers walked to the counter, took out the change purse from his schoolbag and asked Jiang Qi how much it was.

Jiang Qi did the math and said: "The boxed book is 78 per person, 6 people 468, you drank 5 bottles of Coke, 2 cans of Sprite, 3 bottles of sparkling water, ate 11 packs of potato chips, 7 packs of spicy sticks, and 3 packs of konjac Silk and two bags of chicken feet, snacks and Sprite will not charge you money, and the total will be 560."

The boy couldn't count the money at all. Hearing what Jiang Qi said, he felt that it was a lot cheaper all of a sudden. He happily counted the money and handed it to Jiang Qi.

"A total of 560, you give me 93 each, Chen Xie, you have to give me 95, you ate 3 packs of potato chips by yourself."

"Go back and count the money." Chen Xie is a boy who eats oden. Although he ate 3 packs of potato chips, he was obviously not completely full, or he was hungry again after seeing Huang Fugui cooking noodles.

"Boss, are you cooking supper? Do you eat noodles for dinner and supper?" Chen Xie asked.

The noodles are still rolling in the pot, the lid has not been lifted, and the vegetables and eggs have not been put in. Today's noodles are just ordinary noodles, and there is nothing special about it whether it is seen or smelled.

"No, Ben in the next room wants to eat noodles at the end, and this is cooked for them." Jiang Qi explained.

"And Ben wants to eat noodles at the end of the game?" A boy was shocked.

"What's the matter, I read online that you can play and eat hot pot at the same time!" The boy who paid the money had a strange expression on his face.

It's time for the noodles in the pot to be served with vegetables.

Huang Fugui lifted the cover, and the aroma of wheat overflowed again. The strange thing is that the semi-finished green vegetable noodles smell far less attractive than the finished products. It seems that the green vegetables and eggs added by Huang Fugui are the soul of his green vegetable noodles. The noodles were just plain plain noodles.

Huang Fugui began to skillfully beat the eggs with one hand, one by one, a total of six eggs, each egg fell into the surface with the ups and downs of the boiling water, maintaining a beautiful shape.

A boy was dumbfounded by Huang Fugui's egg-beating action.

"Let's go, it's past eleven o'clock, if you don't go back, you will be scolded." The companion urged.

"Oh." As soon as the boy started to take a step, the vegetables on Huang Fugui's side were already in the pot.

The green vegetable noodles in the pot are instantly full of soul.

The six boys couldn't move anymore.

"Gudu." Someone swallowed loudly.

"It smells delicious." Chen Xie sighed after eating three packs of potato chips.

"I really want to eat this... to play with this book." The boy who paid the money murmured.

The noodles were out of the pot, Liu Lan cleaned up the room upstairs, and came down holding the box to smell the smell. It was a little strange to see six junior high school students standing at the door like logs one by one.

"Is there something you didn't take? It's already past 11 o'clock and it's quite late. Didn't your mother, Chen Xie, tell you to go back early?" Liu Lan asked.

As soon as these words came out, the six of Chen Xie walked out of the door as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Let's go, it's really late."

"Who will take a taxi back with me!"

"Why don't we play noodles next time, it's not fun to play reasoning all the time."

"Ok!"

Liu Lan was stunned: "What kind of noodles?"

Jiang Qi gestured to Huang Fugui's fresh noodles with his eyes, and Liu Lan instantly understood.

"Uncle Huang, do you want us to serve this side for you?" Jiang Qi and Liu Lan asked in unison.

"When the time comes, you can bring it in for me." Huang Fugui nodded, brushed the hem of his clothes, and went upstairs.

Jiang Qi and Liu Lan brought six bowls of noodles into the innermost small room. The air conditioner was not turned on in the small room. It is hot now, even at night, and the temperature is not low.

Jiang Qi and Liu Lan didn't go down after the noodles were finished, and went to the next room to sit and wait to see the result.

Five minutes later, Huang Fugui led Zhou Yuan and six people to the small room.

Although Zhou Yuan and the six played modern games for several hours, everyone was very engrossed in the drama. When they entered the room, they were confused when they saw six bowls of noodles in the room. Qi saw Wang Yidao's words in his memory.

"Mr. Huang, haven't we come to see the God of Cooking? Why didn't we see the God of Cooking and only saw the noodles? What do you mean by the noodles on the table?" Although Xu Qingrui knew that she wanted to eat noodles, when the noodles were placed in front of her, she was surprised Senseless.

"I am the God of Cooking." Huang Fugui said with a smile.

The six were startled.

Huang Fugui started his performance.

Sitting in the next room, Liu Lan and Jiang Qi craned their necks to watch, and Liu Lan commented with relish while watching.

"Uncle Huang is really good. He is worthy of being an old actor in the troupe. Jiang Qi, look at their expressions, and people will believe that they are filming. After Uncle Huang's performance, they will eat noodles again, tsk tsk tsk, who can bear it. "

Jiang Qi nodded in agreement: "Yes, who can bear this, I want to see who else is dissatisfied this time."

"what?"

"It's nothing."

The performance in the room soon came to an end. Zhou Yuan and the six of them were completely dumbfounded. Looking at Huang Fugui and the green vegetable noodles in front of them, they felt that they had never played script killing with such real emotion in their life.

Huang Fugui cupped his hands to the six people: "Everyone, it's getting late now, Huang has to go home to read at night by lighting the lamp, and cook noodles with an empty belly, so I will leave first."

"Please also try the green vegetable noodles that made Huang famous first. If this noodles are cold, it will not taste good."

After speaking, Huang Fugui pushed the door and left, not forgetting to close the door.

Jiang Qi and Liu Lan couldn't wait to rush to the door and listen to the movement inside.

Soon, the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding came from inside.

The sound of eating noodles.

The sound of eating noodles could not be stopped at all.

and the sound of noodle soup.

The sound of drinking noodle soup one after another.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo this script!"

"Hi, I want to eat the beef noodles my mother made."

"Huang Yuanwai, ah no, God of Cooking, do you still have noodles? I can still eat!"

(End of this chapter)