Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

Wash vegetables.

ready to cook.

He Hao continued to spread out on the chair, dozing off.

He Jiong looked at it, heartbroken.

I just finished complimenting, and within three minutes, the lazy cancer recurs so casually...

Hopeless.

Forget it.

Just by chance.

Cooking.

stir fry.

high speed.

however……

The phone in the house rang.

He Hao stood up and walked in slowly.

"Hello?" He Hao picked up the phone and yawned.

"Hello, guess who we are?" Several funny female voices said in strong Chaoshan dialect.

"I can't guess, who are you?" He Hao pretended to be an honest man.

"We are your guests from afar today." The girl opposite said with a smile, "Let's eat hot pot first, and we also want to eat skewers."

"Such a high-calorie, high-fat thing, I suggest you eat a little less and stay in shape!" He Hao righteously suggested.

"No!" the girl opposite said carelessly, "Remember to get more, there are more of us!"

"How many people?" He Hao yawned, looking like he didn't wake up, and said with a smile, "Wouldn't it be more than ten people?"

"No, we are three?" said the opposite.

"Thirteen people?" He Hao smiled slightly, "No problem! Arrangement!"

"Not thirteen people, but three people!" The opposite side corrected.

"Twenty-three?!" He Hao's mouth twitched, gritted his teeth, and said, "No problem, make arrangements!"

"Not twenty-three, actually three!" The opposite continued to correct.

"Seventy-three?!" He Hao's voice trembled, "No... no problem! Arrange... arrange!"

"It's not seventy-three, it's three people!" The opposite said angrily.

"ninety three?"

He Hao was stunned!

Immediately woken up!

Very awake!

paralysis!

Accidentally, ran over to a reinforcement company?

Isn't this so life-threatening? !

Huang Lei couldn't come up with such a big card even though he was exhausted...

He Hao didn't dare to talk any longer.

Hurry up and hang up the phone.

opposite:"???"

people?

Why did you hang up the phone?

outside the house.

"Ahao, is there another guest?" Huang Lei asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" He Hao's face was solemn.

"How many people?" Huang Lei asked while cooking.

"The other party said... Ninety-three people!" He Hao said word by word.

Dang!

The shovel in He Hao's hand fell to the ground!

paralysis!

What about trouble? !

Ninety-three people? !

Can you sit down in such a small yard?

He Jiong also twitched.

He had never come into contact with such a big scene...

"The other party wants to eat hot pot and skewers." He Hao continued.

"There are so many people, hot pot is easy to do!" Huang Lei nodded, "But skewers..."

He Hao looked at the sheep pen and suggested, "Or, kill 'Dian Dian'? A sheep, almost enough to eat. For hot pot, I suggest to consider Xiao H, after all, it is also a part of Mushroom House. Staff, as the saying goes, good steel is used on the edge of the knife, and it should share the pressure of the ingredients, so there should be no problem."

Little H lay on the ground and shivered...

The director's mouth twitched.

Sheep and dog, should they eat?

Is it because the ducks are too small that they are put here?

That big goose, is it going to be stewed in an iron pot when it is finished? .

Chapter 139 Don't worry, 'a little' is enough, and 'Xiao Hei' doesn't have to play! 【For subscription】

Huang Lei was really thinking about it.

After a long time.

Huang Lei carried the knife, sat on the small bench, sprinkled some water on the whetstone, put the knife on it, and sharpened it obliquely.From time to time, I used my fingers to test the sharpness of the blade, looking up at the sky forty-five degrees, with three points of recollection and two points of emotion, and said, "I haven't killed animals myself for a long time, but this skill I didn't lose it, today can be regarded as a useful place!"

Huang Lei's eyes were very serious, and he was a little excited.

The director was so frightened that he hurriedly called to stop!

"Everyone, there are not so many guests today!" The director stood up and hurriedly explained, for fear that the other party would dismember ~'Diandian' on impulse.

"Really? How much is that?" Huang Lei asked while sharpening his knife.

"It's just three people!" the director replied helplessly.

"We know it's ninety-three! What are you repeating?" He Hao pointed at the director and waved his hand excitedly. "Don't worry, 'a little' is enough, and 'Xiao Hei' doesn't have to play!"

"I'm not talking about ninety-three, there will be three guests in total!" the director defended.

He Hao pondered for two seconds, "Are you learning how to speak from me?"

director:"……"

Can't communicate!

Can't communicate at all!

The director expressed his despair!

The two discussed 'ninety three' and 'three' for seven or eight minutes.

VJ Zhao Fei on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and said weakly, "Brother Hao, what the director meant, there are three people here, three of one, two, three!"

Oh!

That's it!

Finally, the number of people who came was clarified.

Huang Lei put down the incomparably sharp knife, and there was some... disappointment in his eyes.

He Jiong put the washed little H on the ground again.

Dahua put down the axe that was rushing to chop wood.

Wei Daxun still grinds soybeans hard...

A little bit happily continued to eat grass, not knowing at all, just now he almost turned into food...

Little H was happily shaking the wet hair on his body, lying beside the chair, and staying peacefully.

Huang Lei was quiet and continued to burn the fire, stir-fry and cook.

He Jiong breathed a sigh of relief and continued to help.

soon.

The smell of food wafts everywhere.

The rice is...cooked.

The meal is served.

He Hao glanced at...

Sure enough!

With meat and vegetables, and soup.

As usual.