Ran away with the cub

They felt very uncomfortable facing the sheep jumping around in front of them. Even if they tried to catch the sheep, it would be useless no matter how good they were. The six sheep instantly felt safe and their shaking speed was not as fast as before.

"No, I've caught these sheep, how can I not eat them? Mu Zijin, can't you cook? Let's just make do with them and process these sheep. As long as they're edible, I don't care about the taste." Nan Ke said with a feeling of sacrificing his life for justice.

After he said that, several people around him also reacted. Ling Ge agreed, "Yes, doesn't Zijin know how to cook? Because last time I ate it and she didn't know how to cook. Fortunately, I went home and went to the kitchen to see how the chef cooked. Although I haven't tried it myself, we should all know how to do some simple processing."

The other people nodded and said, "Yes, I bought some books online when I got home this time and read them specifically, but because the time was too short, I didn't read much. But if we make it this time, it shouldn't be so bad, right?"

Even so, the six sheep could not escape the fate of entering their stomachs.

After about half an hour, a dozen of them quickly processed the six sheep. As military cadets, their knife skills were pretty good. They peeled off all the fur of the sheep, looking very professional.

Zhan Bei and Andrew cut up the processed sheep very quickly and put the largest and fattest one on the grill. Faced with such a big and fat sheep, it was simply impossible for them to resist not grilling it.

After the ingredients were prepared, Mu Zijin took out a white coat from somewhere and put on a hat, the kind of professional chef's hat and chef's clothes. His actions shocked everyone.

Mu Zijin was seen professionally cutting the lamb on the rack into pieces, smearing sauce on it, and sprinkling cumin, chili powder and other ingredients on it. The others were processing the remaining meat.

In a most remote place, Ye Han was flipping the skewers in her hand very skillfully, while Yun Wanfeng was fiddling with the ingredients in her hand closest to her.

Before long, the aroma of barbecue filled the air. Mu Zijin's two days of vacation at home were not wasted. His cooking movements were more skillful than before, and the food looked delicious when it was done.

Everyone put the food they had prepared on a large table on the grass nearby, and the SUV was parked next to the table. They really took great pains to prevent others from snatching the SUV!

Yun Wanfeng looked at the grilled skewers and mutton soup in Ye Han's hand in a daze. What should he say? The appearance of these two dishes was very bad, but Yun Wanfeng clearly remembered that he was a good cook. Why did he make the mutton skewers and mutton soup like this?

Nan Ke looked at the horrible-looking mutton skewers and mutton soup in Ye Han's hands and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my God, cousin, how did you make the mutton skewers like this?" He never expected that Ye Han, who did everything very well, was actually a kitchen killer!

Ye Han ignored the others. He just pretended to be very pitiful and said to Yun Wanfeng: "Xiao Feng, it's my bad cooking skills that make it only like this. Anyway, they probably won't like my mutton skewers. Let's eat it together." After saying that, he winked at him secretly.

Yun Wanfeng was indeed a brother who had been with him for more than ten years. He only gave him a look and knew what he meant, so Yun Wanfeng pretended to be reluctant and said, "Okay, I'll eat these things with you. Who makes you my good brother?"

Just like that, in the eyes of everyone's sympathy, Yun Wanfeng took the mutton skewers and the cooked mutton soup from Ye Han's hand.

Mu Zijin stepped forward and said, "Brother, why don't you and Brother Ye Han eat what I cook? Although it may not taste as delicious, it is still edible. The mutton skewers made by Brother Ye Han are all black, and the mutton soup looks like it's burnt."

After Mu Zijin finished speaking, perhaps fearing that Ye Han would play tricks on her behind her back, she hurriedly explained to him, "I didn't mean to say that Brother Ye Han is a kitchen killer. It's just that we need to conserve our energy now. Although my cooking may not be that good, it can still be used to replenish our energy with those seasonings."

Yun Wanfeng shook his head and said, "It's okay, you guys eat first. Although Ye Han's food doesn't look very good, it might taste pretty good."

After saying that, he took a bite of the slightly blackened mutton skewer very neatly. As soon as he took the first bite, he sighed in his heart: Ye Han is really something, he actually disguised a skewer of mutton so well. Although it doesn't look very good, the taste is also very good. But when he thought of him, he didn't want to expose his cooking skills, so he pretended to be very embarrassed.

Mu Zijin looked at Yun Wanfeng with great distress. If he had known earlier, he would have learned to cook well. His cousin looked so miserable, but he had to eat. He had a really good relationship with Brother Ye Han.

Ye Han looked at Yun Wanfeng's embarrassed expression and couldn't help but laugh in his heart: Xiaofeng's acting skills have improved a lot in the past few years. Although he can cook, he only wants to cook for one person.