Chapter 689 Children...
The scent of edible spices such as onion, ginger, garlic and other edible spices stir-fry in the hot oil pan, and then the sound of oily food bursting out sounded.
The tempting fragrance and sound are intertwined, which is really heart-warming. .
"Gulu!!!"
Several diners squeezed around the kitchen door frame subconsciously swallowed.
"Uncle, you can't hide it. When I was a child, I remembered that you didn't like cooking? Why do you have such a good cooking skill? It's unscientific!"
The fat man was so itchy in his heart that he was tiring. Looking at the several dishes of fried dishes placed in the kitchen, I wish I could pick them up and pour them into my stomach.
Wu Xie squeezed beside the fat man and nodded repeatedly.
Only the guy is better. After coming out, he has some regained his previous temperament, indifferent, but has a little more humane taste than in the past.
At this time, the young man sat alone on the sofa, too lazy to pay attention to these two guys, and closed his eyes to rest.
Speaking of which, the guy met Hu Ming in the 1980s. This is the first time in so many years that Hu Ming can cook. "It doesn't mean you like cooking...Who stipulates?" Hu Ming snorted without looking back.
His cooking skills were only when he was single in his previous life. He was so tired of ordering takeout that he forced himself to learn. He could only say that cooking skills were not bad, and it had nothing to do with delicious food.
But now, Hu Ming's control of his body has reached the extreme. Not to mention the knife skills for the time being, he can even reach a wonderful position in terms of spoons, heat, etc.
In short, men with good cooking skills may not be really good at cooking, perhaps because they are good at cutting people side effects?
What's more, Hu Ming stole so many tombs , the system rewards a lot of cooking skills...
Yin Nanfeng, who held Hu Ming from behind and put his head on Hu Ming's shoulder, looked at Hu Ming's movements silently, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know if he would be able to do it anymore. What to think.
"Come on, I don't know you yet? Want me to cook often? Dream!"
"You have so many chefs at home, don't their cooking skills be good? Isn't it much better than a half-baked guy like me?"
Even if he didn't see Yin Nanfeng's gaze changing, Hu Ming could guess her thoughts and rolled his eyes.
Housewife?
No, he is a killer who kills people like numb!
This character must never be broken.
"Can that be the same?"
"They are just chefs. No matter how delicious they cook, they only eat the food they cook for survival." "But Uncle Ming, you cook differently. This is fun! !”
Yin Nanfeng was unmoved and retorted with confidence. At the same time, he smiled, ignored the two people watching behind him, and printed a lipstick mark on Hu Ming's face with a snap.
"Fuck!"
"Damn!"
"Damn!"
"Is it true? We are just here to have a meal. What's this? Before the meal started, I just feed us with cold dog food?"
"That's right, what, you are in love with each other. Are you playing the trick of cheating the dog in and killing me here?”
Fat Wu Xie's face suddenly turned dark and he quit the group chat with cursing, telling the dissatisfaction of the person as a single dog. "…...Why do you have to?"
The young man's face remained unchanged, and he maintained his facial paralysis, but a trace of funny flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and said helplessly.
I have to say that the young man with all his memories is much better than the young man who lacks memory and has a Sima face every day. Fortunately, Wu Xie and Fatty were somewhat uncomfortable.
"Children, the food is ready, come here to serve the food, it's time to eat!"
After a while, under the interference of Yin Nanfeng's strength, Hu Ming finally made it The meal was ready, calling on the friends outside.
Now, there are many similar memes on the Internet, roughly - I treat you as a friend, and you actually want to be my father.
As a time traveler who has traveled through time since 20 years, Hu Ming said that his friends are all his own children.
".I am still young, and I am still young at the age of eighteen. I don't have so many sons."
"And. Zhang Qiling is so old, a full 140% Ten years old... I was under a lot of psychological pressure."
Yin Nanfeng had forgotten his age and muttered as if he was a girl like a girl in the 28th.
"." Wu Xie.
"." Fat man.
"Yes, I am in my early 140s, and Hu Ming, you are less than 60 years old. I am twice your age."
No One mistake, one post, one content, one in one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one read!
The little brother glanced at Hu Ming indifferently and retorted with irrefutable facts.
How can there be a son older than a father in this world?
"..." Wu Xie
"..." Fatty. "Naughty, I think we shouldn't come to this occasion today? This is a gathering of immortal monsters. It's a boring mortal like us, right?"
The fat man's melancholy trace had already appeared big gray waves, and his heart was indescribable.
No such fun.
Although he also has a heritage, even so, his father Wang Kaixuan once told him that even if he practices hard, it is difficult to overcome the 150-year-old level...
And Yin Nanfeng won’t say anything about the meteorite jade. They know, too.
In fact, the guy and Hu Ming are truly outrageous.
In the past, they only thought that Brother Hu Ming was just like Zhang Rishan, with a lifespan of twice that of ordinary people, about two or three hundred, not old, that's all.
But after this trip, they realized that these two guys were truly hidden, and they were real immortality!
The last man who lived in the vest of His Majesty the First Emperor had lived for tens of thousands of years, and he was a human-like history of human evolution.
They dare not imagine whether these two people could simply live to the destruction of the earth?
"Eat!"
Wu Xie snorted lightly, too lazy to care about the etiquette of the dining table , and when Hu Ming went to wash his hands, he started eating directly.
Not bad, the taste is really good, no worse than the five-star hotel chef and the three-star Michelin chef.
But Wu Xie felt that it was very delicious.
"Cough cough cough cough cough cough!"
The happy atmosphere lasted for not long, and Wu Xie suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice in pain.
Frown, Wu Xie's expression returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Hu Ming's ears trembled slightly, and his eyes were staring at Wu Xie's chest without any waves.
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