Kong Er: "Pull that carrot, carrot"

Kong Er: "Pull that carrot, carrot"

"What kind of song is this, it's too magical!"

"Master Keqing has become a robber."

"Hahaha, I don't want other good things from Master Mao, but carrots?"

Kong Er: "Who's trash restaurant, I want to sleep with the trash."

Holding the carrot, Keqing went straight into the trash can at 1.6.

"Hahaha, in order to follow the lyrics, Miss Keqing worked hard."

Then Ying, Xingqiu and the others quickly set up a booth next to them.

The cauldron was taken out, Ke Qing got out, and the chef's hat was put on.

Kong Er: "Look at the size of the beef liver."

Keqing took out the offal from the pot.

Ying shook his head.

Then, throw Paimon into the pot with one hand.

Xiangling also started to push Paimon in.

Paimon: "Help, Xiangling and the travelers need emergency food."

Kong Er: "Mom, don't cook indiscriminately."

Kong Er: "I want to pressure-cook carrots, give me a gift, and my guy can't hold him back when it's over, so I have to add three pieces of fermented bean curd."

Xingqiu threw the fermented bean curd into the pot, and Xiangling put the lid on.

I saw Paimon struggling.

Empty ears: "Three pieces of fermented bean curd milk"

Next to Yan Fei and Xin Yan, the banners on the left and right were instantly pulled up, and the results were all four big characters - nuclear energy ahead! .

Chapter 540 Keqing's Punishment Failed

Kong Er: "Butou - Butoubu -"

Keqing unfolded the large advertising sheet that was prepared.

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

The thump-thump-thump tune of Konger's magical cycle.

People laughed when they saw the first one.

Store name: Keji Feitian Beef Offal.

Keqing hung it on the temporary booth, bouncing left and right with the beat of the music, and pointed at the menu.

A bowl of radish and beef offal is 600 Mora.

A bowl of cabbage and beef offal is 600 Mora.

Almond offal 600 Mora a bowl.

[Zhongli: 600 moras of almond offal is cheaper in general rationality]

When pointing to the fourth one, Ying and Xiangling came out from left and right, holding small props in their hands, dancing around like celebrating a festival.

A bowl of Paimeng beef miscellaneous 1200 Mora.

"Hahaha."

"Poor little Paimon."

With that magical music.

Xin Yan danced beside her with a guitar.

Take out the second advertising leaflet.

Curry fish balls are 400 Mora, peeing beef balls are 400 Mora, slime skewers are 800 Mora, pie intestines are 100090 Mora a bunch.

Drinks are also provided.

Freshly squeezed coconut milk 300 Mora.

Now boil Paimeng soup 1000 Mora.

Xingqiu and Chongyun also joined.

As the two joined, everyone suddenly moved in unison, dancing in unison.

At first some people could not hold back their laughter.

As a result, Paimon emerged from the pot with vegetable leaves and radishes on his head.

She poked her head out first, then retracted, popped out again, and jumped repeatedly.

Following the beat of everyone, the pot of crooked diamonds made a lot of people burst into laughter in an instant.

"Hahaha!"

"Little Paimon is so interesting."

"I'm going to have Paimon's soup!"

“Haha what is freshly squeezed coconut milk?”

"Hey, freshly squeezed coconut milk, hey."

"Coconut sheep?"

Everyone helped Ke Qing, it was a performance that didn't need any image.

"Keqing's punishment performance amuses 23 people. If the punishment is not completed, Keqing will be fined for selling 2 catties of beef offal, so he can't lose money."

"puff!"

"puff!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha Master Keqing!"

"Miss Keqing vomited blood!"

"Hahaha, there are definitely 10 more people in an instant."

Xin Yan, Yan Fei, and Xing Qiu laughed while covering their bellies.

【Condensation: Hahahaha】

[Beidou: Keqing is not bad, Master Niuza is working at his job]

【Gan Yu: Poor Miss Keqing】

Paimon flew out of the pot with vegetable leaves on his head: "Pimon worked so hard to perform, but he didn't even pass the test. You guys just act. What does it mean that the pot really ignites?"

"???"

"Hahahaha!"

"I really want to cook a little piemon."

Paimon: "It's not in the script."

Xiangling: "Hey hey hey, I'm used to it."

Paimon stomped his feet frantically: "Pimeng is so mad, Xiangling must want to cook Paimeng!"

Everyone couldn't stop laughing.

Ying and Paimon were also sent back, as well as Barbara, who was packing up next to her, and recovered her weapon.

"Next, enter the cutscene game"

"The name of the game is - hanging head stickers stickers"

"What game is this?"

"Stick your head to the wall?"

"???"

"Should it be something stuck on the head?"

Everyone in the elite live broadcast room watched carefully, this game was played by them.

"The rules of the game are very simple. There are five countries, and each country will randomly select three people from the elite live broadcast room to participate in the game."

"One representative per round of the game"

"Each person will get a noun, which may be a person's name, such as Di Luke, or a place name, such as the Holy Order, or food, such as Paimon."

[Paimon:? ? ? ? 】

【Xiangling: Hahaha】

【Arataki Ichito: Hahaha】

"Participants will stick nouns on their heads, and they will not be able to see them. Everyone will ask questions in turn to narrow down the range of nouns. The next person who can see can only answer yes or no."

"Anyone who answers wrong will be eliminated directly. The first person who guesses his name correctly will get 3 points, the second person will get 2 points, the third person will get 1.5 points, the fourth person will get 1 point, and the fifth person will get no points."

"After three rounds, the country with the lowest score will be punished"

"For the two with the highest points, 5 people in the elite live broadcast room will get a certain reward, and 100 people in the ordinary live broadcast room in the country will get a certain reward randomly."

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