After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin gave each of the three people a piece of meat.

"Boss, I have it!"

"He doesn't want me to!"

Li Sanyi's chopsticks were about to catch the meat, and Zhang Boer reacted very quickly for the first time to protect the meat in the bowl.

"Although I don't know why, there must be something fishy about you snatching it."

As Zhang Boer spoke, he put the meat into his mouth with chopsticks.

"Boss, are there any more?"

Zhang Bo'er, who was smacking his lips, stared at the piece of meat in Feng Yin's bowl, longing for it.

"no!"

Feng Yin gave the piece of meat to Grandma Zhang and winked at Grandma Zhang.

Sure enough, something happened.

Grandma Zhang calmly picked up the meat brought by Feng Yin, and the moment it entered her mouth, she understood.

too delicious!

It turns out that it melts in your mouth, is fat but not greasy, which is really not an exaggeration.

The trio can eat without changing their expressions because they have been hanging out with Feng Yin for a long time. The reason why Grandma Zhang can eat without changing her expressions is definitely because of her professional knowledge.

Feng Yin smiled secretly.

If it were true in ancient times, she and Grandma Zhang would have been good partners.

Master Guan didn't know when he arrived at Feng Yin's side. He was just starting to show his style and was ready to speak.

Feng Yin left.

She went to eat her second bowl of noodles.

The delicious meat is gone, but the relatively delicious meat is still there.

There was another big bowl of noodles. Feng Yin came back with the bowl of noodles, stirring it and looking at Master Guan.

"You have something to do with me?"

Master Guan wanted to say that something was wrong, but Fan'er, who had just gotten up, was disrupted by the sound of wind.

He cleared his throat deliberately and said: "Nothing important——"

"That's good, I'll have some more pickles!"

Feng Yin left again.    She went to serve pickles.

Master Guan angrily looked at Grandma Zhang who was watching the fun, gritted his teeth and asked: "Is this the junior you call respecting the elders?"

Grandma Zhang can see clearly that what she is best at is psychological analysis.

Laoguan donkey has a bad temper, likes to save face and put on airs, Feng Yin did it on purpose.

"Why are you so rude? Didn't you say there's nothing important?"

Grandma Zhang easily managed Master Guan with just one sentence.

He seems to be even more angry!

Feng Yin, who went to get some pickles, finally came back. He looked at Master Guan and asked, "Why are you still here? Why don't you eat something with everyone?"

eat?

What else to eat! I'm so angry!

Um? What is he angry about?

"You must be embarrassed to compete with everyone, right? This bowl of noodles is for you. I have mixed it. The chopsticks are new and the bowl is new."

Feng Yin gave the noodles in her hand to Master Guan, and turned around to get another bowl.

"Who cares about eating your noodles? I can't cook anything myself."

Old man Guan said he was very disgusted and looked helpless.

"Master Guan, you don't like me helping you eat, do you?"

I really didn’t have the eyesight to see Zhang Bo’er coming.

In Zhang Bo'er's opinion, whatever Boss Feng Yin makes is delicious, even noodles made with vegetables made by others are more delicious than his own.

Master Guan looked at Sileng Hanzhi who suddenly rushed out. He was so stunned that he couldn't get up or get down, and he was stuck in place.

"Zhang Bo'er, you can eat it yourself! You don't have any hands!"

Feng Yin said a word and Zhang Boer ran away.

"Master Guan, you eat."

This is already Feng Yin's best attitude. If there is anything better, I'm afraid there won't be any.

Fortunately, Master Guan didn't want to pretend anymore. He said "hmm" and took a bite.

good to eat.

He made the noodles, the marinade is his, and the side dishes are his, but this noodle is delicious.

"Feng Yin!" Master Guan shouted to stop Feng Yin, and asked seriously: "Which sect are you from?"