Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 811 What a Disgusting Thing

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Bingci and Hanwu set off from Caocheng, the plane would definitely be able to catch up, and they landed in Licheng six hours later.

We arrived at the base just in time for dinner.

The three musketeers of the base buried their heads in their meals and took the time to exchange glances.

Tang Jiang came out with a plate of dishes, raised her eyebrows slightly, and noticed the subtle relationship between everyone, but he didn't make it clear.

But being "isolated" made him unhappy.

So, he pretended to be casual and asked, "What day is today?"

As soon as the problem came out, the three Musketeers of the base felt as if they were shocked by electricity for a moment, and their hairs stood on end.

"Oh, Friday, I remember you calling it Dark Friday."

Tang Jiang asked and answered herself with a half-smile, turned around, took off her apron, folded it slowly, and sat at the dining table looking at them with her chin in one hand.

Bingci also reacted, sighed secretly in his heart, and sat quietly on the dining table after washing his hands.

Dark Friday, this day is the time when Han Wu shows his talents.

Except for Tang Jiang, everyone in the base can taste the delicacies carefully prepared by Han Wu.

Han Wu skillfully rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen with firm steps.

Orange song and the others are sitting on pins and needles, but this is the team rule, don't make a new team rule, you can't run.

In order to relieve everyone's anxiety, Tang Jiang kindly added a big bowl of rice to everyone.

Cheng Ge really wanted to say to him: Thank you.

There was still some time before the food was served, the Three Musketeers exchanged glances quietly, and decided to send the soft and cute Yuan Bao to ask about Bing Ci and Han Wu.

"Yangyang, you and the boss, you two now..."

Bing Ci paused with her hand holding the chopsticks, but her expression remained unchanged. She said flatly, "There is no quarrel, it's fine."

Three Musketeers inner OS: very good very good!The boss is done.

The three of them secretly rejoiced, and coughed and pretended not to know.

Tang Jiang looked at this and then at that, her eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a dangerous aura.

Cold dog, heh—tui!

The longer Han Wu cooks, the more tormented Cheng Ge and the others will be.

Most of Tang Jiang's dishes were also cold.

Just when everyone was tense, the doorbell rang suddenly, and the hearts of the Three Musketeers trembled violently.

"I'm going, who is it? Do you know that people who scare people can scare people to death." Cheng Ge complained loudly, while stroking the heart that was frightened and beating violently.

Tang Jiang also wondered who would come to this base.

Opening the door, a smiling face came into view.

"Hey hey, my name is Hua Jie, and I'm here to deliver supplies to everyone." Hua Jie announced his family name, and behind him was a man with a peaked cap holding a large box of snacks, the brand was still imported.

Tang Jiang curled her lips into a smile, and let the person in without even thinking about it.

As soon as Hua Jie entered, he greeted everyone as if he was returning to his own home.

Han Wu served the dishes he made on the table before he entered the door.

"Yo, what about eating? Isn't this a coincidence?" Hua Jie was not polite, thinking that since she had hinted so clearly, someone should bring the bowls and chopsticks for her.

Orange song and the others were overwhelmed with gratitude for his arrival, and actively took two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

The people who came in with Hua Jie also took off their hats, and carefully sat next to Yuan Bao.

Everyone here knows each other, Young Master Chen.

Yuan Bao's eyes widened, his face blushed and he didn't say anything.

Hua Jie was really hungry, so he greeted everyone to use his chopsticks instead of customers, and his chopsticks went towards Han Wu's dishes.

Young Master Chen followed, Yuan Bao had no time to stop him.

Everyone stared at them with wide eyes.

Hua Jie stuffed a large chopstick into her mouth, chewed it twice, her expression changed drastically, and she died in front of everyone two seconds later.

He Yue!
Young Master Chen synchronized with him.

The Three Musketeers were so frightened that they hugged into a ball and shivered, not daring to look directly at the dish.

The chopsticks in Bingci's hands also broke in the instant of their Yue. Although she couldn't see anything on her face, she probably rejected the dish in her heart!

"This...what a disgusting thing, Yue..." Hua Jie couldn't help but want to vomit after scolding.

Han Wu's entire face was blacker than the bottom of the pot, as if ink could drip from it.

(End of this chapter)