Chapter 358 Sea Motorcycle
It was rare for Tao Xuan to see Wen Ruyu like this, and she was stunned for a while, feeling ashamed and embarrassing her.

"I..." Tao Xuan faltered, and it took a long time to hold back a complete sentence: "I just thought that everyone should keep in shape, so I saved some oil."

But in fact, the fire has nothing to do with how much oil is put.

The atmosphere became a little tense for a while.

Seeing this, Mu Qing smiled and said, trying to smooth things over: "After all, nothing major happened, and you must have been frightened, why don't you go back to the room and rest for a while."

It is logical to give Tao Xuan a step down.

Tao Xuan couldn't ask for more, and immediately agreed and left.

Just in this way, no one will cook this meal.

It was getting late, and Sang He didn't want Mian Mian to be hungry all the time, so he said, "Let me cook."

Just like that, the tasks of Sang He's family and Tao Xuan's family were changed.

Wen Ruyu's lips moved. He wanted to say that he would stay and help, but before he could say a word, he was interrupted by Luo Wenmo: "Mr. Wen, won't you go up and have a look?"

Luo Wenmo looked at Wen Ruyu with his hawk eyes, with a seemingly sneer on his lips.

As a national film star, Wen Ruyu's personality is the same as his own name, gentle and gentle, especially when he treats his wife. Now that his wife has just experienced this, if Wen Ruyu wants to establish a stable personality, she has to go upstairs to accompany her.

Luo Wenmo was right on this point.

"I'm going." Wen Ruyu suppressed the resentment in her heart, almost gritting her teeth and said this sentence.

After finishing the words, he took another deep look at Sang He who had already started to clean up the mess, and then stepped upstairs.

Sang He's movements were very neat, and he cleaned up the kitchen in threes and fives.

Start the pot again and heat the oil, and when the oil is hot, pour the vegetables into it, and the whole process is not messy at all.

The barrage is admiring Sanghe's cooking skills.

[It's hard to imagine that this is the Sanghe who couldn't even cook tomato scrambled eggs. 】

[This is the real way to cook, what is Tao Xuan, who slaps a swollen face to pretend to be fat. 】

During the whole cooking process, the two only exchanged a few brief words, but because of the tacit cooperation, they didn't appear to be in a hurry.

Not long after, the two made a table of delicacies.

The aroma was overflowing, and everyone walked over smelling it.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Mu Qing's mouth was wide open in shock: "My God, you two are too talented. It seems that we have had a good time in the past five days."

Sang He and his wife are not very warm-hearted people. Hearing this, Sang He just smiled slightly.

The last dish was served and the lunch began.

Tao Xuan and Wen Ruyu were called down by their son Wen Nan.

Tao Xuan knew that she made a mess of cooking, so she consciously went to wash the dishes after eating, thinking about saving her reputation.

After eating and taking a little nap, everyone packed up and went out to play sea motorcycles.

A group of people were so lively, the battle was really big, and it attracted the attention of many tourists.

The boss of the sea bike looked at such a large group of people coming, and thought it was a big deal, so he smiled.

"Boss, how much is it for one person?" Mu Qing really wanted to play with this, and as soon as she arrived, she couldn't wait to ask.

The boss smiled and said, "Forty for one person."

Mu Qing didn't speak anymore.

There are a total of twelve of them, forty for each is four hundred and eight, and half of their funds will be spent.

But it was already here, and she didn't want to just go back, so she looked at Sang He, the patriarch, "Sang He, look..."

Sang He also thought about it seriously.

Today is the first day, and we can't spend half of the funds, so we will have problems eating for the remaining days.

"Boss, you see we have a lot of people, can it be cheaper?" After thinking for a while, Sang He looked at the boss and said.

The smile on the corner of the boss's mouth restrained a lot, but in front of a group of handsome men and beautiful women, he didn't show any face, and just said: "Then I will give you 30 yuan less, and I will give it to [-] yuan."

With such a large group of people, it wouldn't be impossible to take out four hundred and five, right?
But soon, the boss found out that he was wrong.

"Too many." Sang He didn't change his face.

The corner of the boss's mouth couldn't help but twitched: "It can't be less, we are also open for business, please be considerate of us."

Sang He pursed her lips.

After a while, Sang He said: "How about this, the four children follow their respective mothers, and only the eight of us are counted, three hundred and two, you put a zero, three hundred, how about it?"

The child is small in stature and does not take up much space. The boss thought about it, then nodded and agreed.

They were all happy to be able to play sea motorcycles.

[Sang He, the patriarch, is quite useful. 】

[She didn't say not to let adults play, but thought of such a way, which is pretty good. 】

[But even so, it still cost three hundred, and the next life will not be easy. 】

[That's right, the money given by the program group is really too little. 】

Amidst the hot discussion on the barrage, mothers of every family took their children and prepared to get on the motorcycle.

Each motorcycle is ridden by professional staff, and tourists sit in front to feel it.

Before Sang He could sit up, Luo Wenmo said, "Wait a minute."

Everyone looked at Luo Wenmo suspiciously.

Luo Wenmo said in a deep voice, "Let me ride."

Hearing this, the boss was a little surprised, and refused without thinking: "This is not acceptable, sea motorcycles are different from land motorcycles, and they are not so easy to ride!"

"I can ride." Luo Wenmo said loudly, making people want to believe him unconsciously.

The boss looked at Luo Wenmo suspiciously, as if he was judging the truth of what he said.

The boss looked at Luo Wenmo and he didn't seem like someone who would exaggerate. In addition, there were rescuers on the sea all the time, even if the car really overturned, there would be no major problems. After much deliberation, he agreed.

"Okay, then you can come and ride." The boss is also a straightforward person, and immediately said: "If you can really ride down, I will pay you a hundred."

Of course, the boss is not a fool. Opening the door to do business is to make money, and he will not do business that loses money.

He has figured it out, this group of people are here to record the show, and they are all big stars. At that time, he can continue to do business under the sign of this group of people. There will definitely be a large group of fans coming, so he won't make any money. The pours?

Luo Wenmo curled his lips: "Okay."

【President Luo can also ride a sea motorcycle? 】

[He is handsome and has a good family background, and with so many skills, will he let others live? 】

[The Rome that we strive to reach all our lives, some people are born there. 】

[I'm really looking forward to seeing Mr. Luo's chic moment. 】

[Speaking of which, Mr. Luo wants to ride, because on the one hand he doesn't want the staff to hug Sanghe. 】

[It's possible, after all, Mr. Luo is a jealous king. 】

(End of this chapter)

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