Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

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Noisy, one day, slowly come to an end.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

"Let's go."

"Good night."

The mushroom house fell silent. .

Chapter 229 Stewed in Iron Pot... Lanterns? 【For subscription】

late at night.

All the boys hugged and shivered.

Jia Ling's snoring is a bit reckless, like an earthquake...

"Who goes in and shouts?" Lei Jiayin said helplessly.

"It's fine if you don't get up, but if you get up, go in and lie down," He Hao said quietly.

"Five to five?" He Jiong seemed to be trying his luck.

"[-] Kai. After all, it's midnight now. Whoever listens to you blindly will kill you first." He Hao added.

Everyone: "..."

It really makes sense!

What now?

Is it, have been boiled?

Seeing that Little H was lying pitifully on the mat, his eyes were just closed, and when he snorted, he was so frightened that he opened his eyes, and when he slowly closed it again, the snoring sounded again...

Just terrified and nervous.

If it goes on like this, I always feel that Xiao H will have a heart attack.

Distressed for a second.

People look at each other...

"Would you like to play poker?"

Lei Jiayin's proposal made everyone applaud.

then……

A group of people played poker silently in the middle of the night.

until……

The sky is bright.

Everyone couldn't bear it, they were vague and fell asleep while lying on the table.

For a while.

Jia Ling, who slept soundly, stared out of the room, ready to go to the toilet, and then go back to sleep, wouldn't it be nice?

then……

When she saw the hall, when so many people were sleeping on the table, they were still holding poker.

Jia Ling pouted, "Hmph, men are big pigs' hooves, let me go to bed early, but I am secretly entertaining, staying up late to play poker."

He Hao just listened to the movement, and then heard the other party's muttering, and felt sad and wanted to cry...

Why do we play poker in the middle of the night, you don't have a point in your heart!

O woman!

All men, finally got a moment of peace.

It was bright.

A group of people are still sleeping.

Instead, Jia Ling plucked some grass in the field and fed the sheep.

Then, I made another cup of rice water for the dog...

She ate so happily yesterday that she didn't have any soup left, so she could only improve Xiao H's life.

At last……

Jia Ling stared at the lanterns, and the chords flowed.

Inexplicably, the dish 'stewed goose in iron pot' comes to mind...

Look at the table.

ten o'clock.

It's almost noon.

hungry.

So, he entered the room and shouted to everyone who was in a daze.

"You lazy pigs, it's so late, you still can't get up...!" Jia Ling shouted aggressively with her hands on her hips.

Everyone: "..."

O woman!

However, it was indeed too late.

Yawn, take a shower, wash up.

Everyone was sluggish, lying on the mat, admiring the scenery, and spitting out the depression in their chests.

"Mr. Huang, what do we have for lunch?" Jia Ling asked while rubbing her stomach.

Huang Lei: "..."

Looking at the crunching sound of the chair the other party was sitting on, he was very worried.

It's no big deal if people fall.

This chair is a decades-old object from a fellow countryman. It has been pulped, and it may still be considered a cultural relic if it has been left for a few years.

"What do you want to eat?" Huang Lei just finished speaking. He wanted to slap himself with a big mouth. He was used to being polite. The other party obviously didn't seem to be polite to him.

"The big goose is stewed in an iron pot!" Jia Ling said hurriedly with bright eyes.

Everyone was stunned!

paralysis!

The lights are so cute!

You actually want to eat it!

No wonder, just kept staring at each other.

I originally thought I liked small animals, but I didn't expect...

He Hao slapped the armrest of the chair and scolded, "The lantern has been with us for so long, and we have long had feelings for it. We have long regarded it as a family. How can you say that it can be stewed! At least the last meal, To make the other party eat better, rice noodles or something, usually the other party looks at Liu Lazi, and today we must let the other party have a good meal."

Everyone: "..."

What the hell!

I had no idea you were such a person!

Jia Ling said with bright eyes, "It's not impossible to let him have a quick drink, but in that case, lunch will be delayed, but...In the morning, I gave Xiao H a good drink. Rice is thin!"

"Oh~~~" He Hao looked at Xiao H and licked the corner of his mouth.

Everyone: "..."

You really still have unreasonable thoughts about Xiao H!

******

noon.

twelve o'clock.

The fire on the stove was blazing high.

All kinds of seasonings in the big iron pot are all prepared, making a gurgling sound.

A large goose that was plucked and looked very heavy was thrown into the pot.

"¨ˇIt's done, stir fry two more dishes, get some rice, and live together." Huang Lei washed his hands, and threw the intestines and stomachs that had just been taken out of the goose into the garbage bag.

"Don't count the dishes as my share, the big goose is enough." Jia Ling said, swallowing the halal seeds.

"..."

The dish was cooked quickly and served.

The rice is cooked and brought to the table.

Seeing that the big goose is almost the same, I just start the pot...

This can also be regarded as the first major dish of Mushroom House.

Huang Lei is also very accomplished.

have a bite……

Great.

"Cheers!" Everyone seemed very happy drinking beer.

Jia Ling tore off a goose leg, bowed left and right, and ate it so much that his mouth was full of oil stains.

Another plump goose leg is clipped to the guest Lei Jiayin.