From yearning to becoming a god

Chapter 93

"Cough cough cough."

The group walked to the side of Peng Peng, and was about to squat down to see how the fire was made.

After all, this kind of small stove has never been used in daily life.

Peng Peng had the firelighter in his left hand, and the lighter in his right hand was igniting the fire, and the flames came out with a puff of thick smoke.

It happened that the group squatted down at this time, and the thick smoke rushed directly to the group's face.

"Hahaha."

Seeing the little fire ash hanging on the face of the group, Peng Peng couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and let out that famous laugh.

"Peng Peng, you, you..."

The group was short of breath when they heard Peng Peng's laughter.

"Haha, I didn't do it on purpose. It's really a coincidence. It's such a coincidence. The smoke came out just after you came here."

Peng Peng explained while smiling.

"I think you did it on purpose, just to see you smile."

The group was speechless for a while, your way of laughing, if you are in the world of martial arts, people will know that you didn't do it on purpose, you will also be stabbed, it's too irritating.

"It's really not intentional, you are standing in a disadvantaged position."

Peng Peng was still struggling, not noticing where he was wrong at all.

Ye Fei, who was watching under the arbor, shook his head again and again, Brother Peng really doesn't understand women.

At this time, you should directly admit your mistake and explain why.

Fortunately, Ye Fei just thought about it and didn't say it, otherwise Zifeng next to him would give him a blank stare.

Why do you have the nerve to talk about Peng Peng? You yourself are half-hearted.

At this time, Peng Peng was only focused on explaining, completely oblivious to the fact that the flames were slowly extinguishing.

"Fire out, fire out."

The group quickly reminded.

Hearing the reminder, Peng Peng hurriedly looked down, and sure enough, there was only a little flame left.

He hurriedly grabbed the small branch next to him and put it on top, thinking about remedying it.

But obviously, the flame was still extinguished, and the remedy was not successful.

Watching Pengpeng moving the branches out of the stove, the group said curiously:

"Peng Peng, let me try."

"Okay, let's try it."

Peng Peng looked up and saw that the group was eager to try, so he gave up his position directly.

Squatting at Peng Peng's original position, seeing Peng Peng standing next to him, a cunning flashed in the group's eyes.

"Peng Peng, squat down and help me take a look."

When Peng Peng heard what the group said, he didn't think much about it, but the group needed help.

So he squatted down without thinking too much.

At this time, the group lit the firelighter in his hand, and a puff of thick smoke shot up to Peng Peng's face.

Peng Peng: "Cough cough cough."

Group: "Hahaha."

The roles are directly reversed.

Seeing how happy the group was, Peng Peng finally realized what kind of mood the group was in before.

But I can't do anything, I can only remind Zu'er: "We need to add materials now, otherwise it will go out again."

When the group heard this, they quickly took the nearby branches and added them, and soon the fire gradually grew.

"I'm great."

Seeing the stove he lit, the group laughed proudly.

"awesome."

Peng Peng replied perfunctorily, thinking that there is something wrong with lighting a fire.

Seeing Peng Peng's perfunctory look.The group snorted softly, you don't understand.

"Is the fire on, Pumbaa; bring in the stove."

At this time, Chef Huang's voice came from the kitchen.

"Oh, here we come."

Hearing what Chef Huang said, Peng Peng quickly moved the stove into the kitchen.

I saw that Chef Huang cut off the chicken feet, chicken wings and parts with more bones, and put them in the pot to prepare the soup.

And the rest of it was not chopped up, but it was made into a few large pieces, because it was covered with a bowl before it was time to cook.

Then put the soaked shiitake mushrooms, add water, cover the lid, and put it directly on the stove to cook.

"Okay, let's go rest."

Looking at the group and Peng Peng standing next to him, Chef Huang greeted them.

So the whole family sat neatly under the awning again.

After sitting for a while, Xinling also came out of the shower, and went in to take a shower in another group.

In the middle, Peng Peng also went to refill the stove.

Xinling dried her hair and came out, walking on a chair.

I remembered the lonely little bed I saw in the room just now.

In addition, Peng Peng deliberately hinted that there is no bed anymore.

A little worried, he raised it: "Mr. Huang, Mr. He, how do you arrange the place to sleep at night?"

After hearing Xin Ling's words, Chef Huang couldn't help but praise in his heart, finally waiting for your words.

So he pretended to think about it for a while, and then said:
"That's right, my sister's bed can't fit three people."

"Then let's make another one."

"Make one??" Xinling was a little surprised.

"That's right, we didn't have enough beds before, and we made them ourselves. The program crew is too stupid."

Peng Peng, who was next to him, heard Xinling's question, and quickly showed off his previous achievements, and also despised the program group by the way.

"By the way, didn't we make an extra bed before, we can take it out and use it."

Peng Peng suddenly remembered the first bed he made with Teacher He and Ye Fei.

Because Ye Fei got the system reward later and made a new bed, so the crooked melon and cracked dates before were eliminated.

Hearing Peng Peng's words, Chef Huang almost died of anger.

After finally waiting for Xinling to raise this question, he was planning to open Xinling's eyes.

You actually want to bring out that crooked melon and split dates, isn't that a slap in the face for us?

Ye Fei next to him almost spit out the tea he had just drunk when he heard what Peng Peng said.

"Cough cough cough." Ye Fei pretended to be choked and coughed a few times.

Seeing that Peng Peng noticed him, he quickly winked at Peng Peng.

Peng Peng saw Ye Fei coughing and blinking at himself.

I don't understand what's going on at all, why did Brother Ye choke his eyes even when he choked on it?

Concerned, he asked, "Brother Ye, is everything okay?"

"I'm fine." Ye Fei was helpless, brother, I can't help you.

"Peng Peng, didn't I tell you to chop up that bed last time and use it to light a fire?"

Still, He Jiong couldn't stand it anymore, and directly set an ending for that bed, hoping that Peng Peng could understand.

"Ah, is there?" Peng Peng was confused.

"Yes." He Jiong gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

"Oh yes, how did I forget that, it's a fire."

"Then let's get another bed, I can help."

Seeing that Mr. Huang, Mr. He and Brother Ye were all weird, although Peng Peng still didn't understand, he made a correct decision. No matter what the facts are, first follow the boss's words, and don't forget later Volunteer.

"Not to mention the helpers, it seems that there is no wood to make the bed."

Chef Huang felt that he could no longer be led by Peng Peng, so he quickly took the conversation.

"That's right, they were all chopped off and set on fire." He Jiong quickly agreed.

Peng Peng seemed to want to say something more, but Chef Huang and He Jiong stared at him together, and directly pressed Peng Peng's words back to their stomachs.

(End of this chapter)