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Chapter 192

Chapter 192

The village chief saw the subtle expressions on the faces of the people who returned with a full load, and the clothes on the executors were covered with mud. Without thinking about it, he knew that there must be a dispute. Hurry up and have a New Year's Eve dinner here. Remember, it's shameful to waste food here."

Yang Monu pursed his lips, pointing to the field he hit: "Meat."

An Zhe also saw the tiger and said to No. 9: "The woman washes the vegetables and fruits, No. 9 handles the edible medicinal materials, and the rest handles the meat."

"Boil the water first on the 5th."

"Skin." Yang Mo floated to the side of the tiger, and said expressionlessly.

An Zhe was stunned for a moment. No wonder she was so protective of the tiger. It turned out that she was attracted by the leather.

"I'll peel it off for you."

After getting a response, Yang Mo didn't restrain himself, pointed at everything he could, and looked at An Zhe viciously.

An Zhe didn't feel that she was being rude, but felt Yang Mo's cute appearance when he was willful, and smiled dotingly: "It's all up to you."

He just has no principles, and when he met Yang Mo, he had no principles.

Yang Mo was happy, but when Qingliu heard the words "It's all up to you", Yang Mo was provoking her, and with the previous things, his face darkened.

Gritting his teeth secretly, he looked at Yang Mo with cold eyes, and said with hatred in his heart: "Yang Mo, this damn woman, even after she died, an NPC came to block my way! She is really haunted."

With the matter on the mountain, whether it is the executor or the NPC, they all deliberately alienate Yang Mo, and she became the one who was isolated for a while.

Yang Mo didn't take friendship seriously, and Qiuqiu and Zhuxi were dependent on her after being with her for a long time.She didn't pay any attention to these executors whom she didn't usually meet.

She can only use them, no matter how much she does, she will use them to the end.

It had been a long time since I had washed anything, and I shrank involuntarily when I touched the cold water.

It's not a big deal, but Jin Yu was a little dazed when he caught a glimpse, and he didn't know when Yang Mo's influence on him began.Even now that he saw a person who looked like someone, his every move made him feel like Yang Mo was beside him.

This feeling made him more uneasy.

Suddenly remembered something, looking at Yang Mo who was washing things by himself, said: "Should we eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?"

Everyone was stunned, and suddenly remembered something. Partner No. 4 put the washed wild vegetables to the side. This is An Zhe's house, so he looked at An Zhe and asked, "No. 1, do you have rice at home? No cooking."

Anzhe froze for a moment, probably not... I remember that the village chief said he wanted to change, and he only brought clothes, after all, clothes are one of the few things that are not props.

Partner No. 3 threw the deer's viscera into a wooden barrel, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled evilly: "Is it a rice bucket? So much meat and vegetables, not enough to eat? Time is running out, hurry up and do it."

"A bunch of waste." Yang Mo flew into the air slowly, and looked at all the cooking tools with wooden eyes.

There are three common cooking pots in the village, and I took a look at all the ingredients.

If you want to have dinner at eight o'clock, you can only cook simple ones first, and then eat and cook while eating.

That can only be hot pot.

Yang Mo has always acted swiftly and resolutely, with no mercy in his mouth and slow movements, he picked up a wild boar bone and threw it into the pot.

Everyone subconsciously turned to Qiuqiu, doubting this in their hearts. Can a four-year-old child who is not as big as a pot know how to cook?

Qiuqiu was still processing the medicinal materials. When he saw everyone looking at him, he smiled embarrassedly: "Girl is inexperienced in cooking, please forgive me if it doesn't taste good." The host is cooking, and I dare not stop him. Anyone who wants to die will go up Bar.

An Zhe thought of Yang Mo's picky eater, shook his head and smiled slightly, and continued to deal with the leather.

No. 5 took a bite of the wild fruit washed in his hand, and Didi laughed: "Partner No. 9 cooks with murderous hands, isn't it a shame?"

"No. 5, let me see which pot you can't open." No. 3 shook his head with two ponytails, and kicked the wooden basin in front of him, causing the wild vegetables inside to almost shake out, and the water splashed out. When No. 7 got on the clothes, he didn't mean to apologize, but said in a strange tone: "I didn't pay attention." Then he continued to talk to No. 5: "Isn't this a failure?"

The insinuation was short of naming Qingliu by name.Qingliu can't suppress her temper because she doesn't like Yang Mo, but her fan is a reddish executor. These people who don't care about life and death, since they are so blatantly mocking themselves, really let me have nothing to do with them?

In the main system, each executor has a fan, which is snow white at first. The more points he gets in the examination room, the darker the fan will be. Currently, the darkest fan is black.

And the colors are the most beautiful snow white to gray, red, black.

Each color is divided into light, medium, and solid, like the light red of green willow, which is the red that comes from solid gray, that is, pure gray.She's just out of the gray now, with a pale pink in it.

Because there is no such thing as pink, it is referred to as light red.

The man executor and the npc quickly processed the meat. After Yang Mo threw the bones in, he opened two more pots to cook the meat.She is able to control two pots at the same time, and the people in front of her who are not sure if she can cook are also relieved. Whatever she calls, someone will pass it to her. Even Qingliu has come to help. There is no way, there is really not much time. up.

While cooking, Yang Mo asked An Zhe to roast the tiger.

Although 18 people have to do the meals for [-] people, it is still a big project. It has been busy for an hour. When it was almost [-] o'clock, the village chief came to patronize with beggars.

"Hahaha, it smells so good. As expected of a host who has been tempered by the small world, I brought wine to welcome the children."

Yang Mo's body was just that of a 4-year-old child. Even adults couldn't stand cooking for two hours. She was too tired and had no strength. She floated to the side and gave cold instructions. When she heard the village chief's words, she turned around and looked over: "No." Do you have the nerve to eat this stuff?"

She is now an irritable ghost king in the hearts of everyone, and she would say a few mocking words to everyone, but she has no emotional voice, giving people the feeling that she is not strong enough, and her emotions are not in place, she looks stupid.

The village didn't get angry with her as a child, and laughed and made dozens of jars of wine out of thin air.This is an examination room, and the examiners inside have the right to use the system, which was explained before the examination.

The 7 executors here have all been assessed before, and they are just accustomed to seeing them.The personalities of the examiners in each examination room are different, and there are thousands of faces, and the examiners are no exception.

They will embarrass candidates with various questions, and at the same time they will sit down and chat with candidates, as good as wearing a pair of pants, and they are never stingy when it comes to giving things.

Of course, there is no free lunch in the world, but you have to pay it back in the end.

(End of this chapter)