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"What is your request?"

"Arnold...Senior, can you make that fried rice again?"

Duan Xuguang suddenly laughed. Someone affirmed his cooking skills, of course he is happy, but only fried rice?The requirements are really small.

It can also be seen that Kirihara Chi is also a very satisfied person.

"it is good."

Kirihara Chi also scratched his kelp head, senior wouldn't think I'm a foodie, right?

"Master Xiaojing, if you need me to do anything, just tell me!"

Atobu thought for a while, and felt that there was no requirement, but Lin Yu couldn't be so cheap.

"My uncle hasn't made up his mind yet, so let's keep it for now."

Lin Yu was relieved and at the same time a little apprehensive. He didn't know what Atobu would ask him to do. He would never compromise if he was wearing women's clothing, but Xiaojing shouldn't be so sick.

As night fell, the snow had stopped, and a strong wind was blowing outside.

Inside the house is a bustling scene.

"That's mine! Meow!"

"Ci Lang, you have eaten enough, this piece of meat belongs to me."

"The next gram is up."

"It's okay to eat a meal, how can it be, do you want to kill Atobe?"

In the cold winter, it is of course the most cost-effective to eat hot pot. The bottom material is fried by Duan Xuguang. In order to take into account the taste of the Japanese team members, the bottom of the pot is specially boiled with clear soup.

Different from the normal Japanese team members, the bottom of the pot on the Chinese side was covered with a hot layer of red. The Japanese students were terrified. Are they sure they won’t eat dead people?

When Duan Xuguang was frying the ingredients, a few people were greedy and wanted to steal them, but the smell of the chili made them jealous. The corners of their eyes were red, and they ran out coughing while covering their mouths. It was too scary.

Wang Zi picked up two pieces of meat, dipped them in the sauce, and swallowed them in one gulp. It would be more comfortable to have some wine at this time, but unfortunately, these Japanese people are too troublesome. After drinking two more sips, they will chatter and steal your wine La!

Among them, Yu Hai is the one who can eat spicy food the most. The soup base is spicy but not dry, but after a few mouthfuls, he is still sweating profusely.

Except that Yu Hai's lips were a little ruddy, he looked like a normal person, and two spoonfuls of chili oil was added to the dipping sauce in the bowl, even Duan Xuguang was a little incapable of accepting it.

Although the hot pot is spicy, it is enjoyable to eat. After one bite, I want to take a second bite. Some foodies here in Japan can’t help swallowing when they see Lin Yu’s food is so delicious. Look at the clear soup at home. Some want to try the red bottom of the pot, maybe it is really delicious.

"Zixuan, can you give me a taste? Cilang wants to eat too."

Akutagawa Jirou was the first to rush forward, trying to show off his cuteness to his "eating friend", covering his head all the time, it's a shame that such an unglamorous person is actually his team member.

Li Zixuan added some meat and vegetables, rinsed them and put them in Akutagawa Jirou's bowl, Akutagawa Jirou didn't think he was dirty, so he ate it in one gulp.

After swallowing, Akutagawa Jirou's face turned red, his tongue stuck out and he gasped like a puppy.

"Is Cilang hot? Come back soon!"

Marui Bunta looked at his little friend worriedly. He and Jirou both like to eat delicious food. Although they are not from the same school, they have a very good relationship. Although Marui also loves to eat, he will not be like Jiro He ate everything, seeing Akutagawa Jirou's face turned red all of a sudden, the corners of his eyes were moist, and he yelled worriedly.

"Wentai, it's delicious, come here soon."

Akutagawa Jirou stared at the bubbling bottom of the pot in the middle of the table, as if he wanted to swallow it all up, Li Zixuan hurriedly moved aside to make room for a seat.

“Really delicious!”

Akutagawa Jiro quickly put the meat into the pot, and after a few mouthfuls, not only did he blush, his ears and neck became red, but he became more energetic as he ate more, and the speed of his wealth was amazing.

"Sheep head, don't grab meat from me!!!"

Mu Xun's favorite beef was all eaten by Akutagawa Jiro, so he became anxious at this time, stood up and brought the plate to him.

Akutagawa Jirou was a little puzzled when he saw the Chinese friend on the opposite side looking at him with hatred, but the meat was gone...

A group of people saw Jiro Akutagawa getting up and returning to his team, thinking that he couldn't take it anymore, but they moved all the meat on his table to Lin Yu's table.

"Ha ha……"

People from each school looked at Atobe with different eyes.

Atobe thought at this time that if he had the ability to predict, he would never come down to eat.

"Yushi."

"Atobe, it's no use calling me. You know Jiro's temperament. Actually, I'm also very interested. I'll go there first."

Keigo Atobe has been admiring the Ice Emperor for so many years, but he received such a big blow today. After returning, the training of the two of them will be doubled, no, it will be tripled.

There were more and more people around Mu Xun, almost pushing him down, and some couldn't take it anymore, he jumped out.

Duan Xuguang was also looked helpless, and went back to the kitchen to fry another pot of bottom ingredients, and the numbing and spicy aroma spread.

In the end, Qi Zuo, who was excited to eat, ran back to the room and brought out a few bottles of wine. Da Shi saw it sharply and wanted to speak again, but Li Zixuan quickly withheld a glass of wine.

"Ahem! You, you..."

"It's just beer, and it doesn't have a prescription. Don't try to quibble after drinking it, and there is no teacher here, so what are you so afraid of doing?"

Dashi looked at Tezuka wanting to cry without tears. Tezuka, who was about to say something just now, saw Lin Yan behind Li Zixuan silently taking a bite of food.

"I didn't expect it, Tezuka, you are depraved. Shouldn't you use the example of the minister to warn everyone at this time?"Where did your carelessness go? ! '

Oishi roared inwardly, and couldn't help but look back at Fuji Shousuke's mischievous eyes, only to see Echizen Ryoma and Momoshiro Takeshi in his team running over.

"Oh, Eiji, it's still..."

Looking back, I wanted to complain to my partner, but Eiji Kikumaru was no longer in his seat.

"I want to eat shrimp, meow!"

Dashi looked at the sky speechlessly, tears of grief and anger flowed in his heart, but he also thought about it, what should he do?

There is a saying that never underestimate the charm of foodies. Akutagawa Jiro and his group eat more than Lin Yu and the others imagined. This is too much to eat. Doesn't your stomach feel uncomfortable?

Mu Xun was robbed of the meat several times, and finally, taking advantage of Marui Bunta and the others not paying attention, he added some white wine to their drinks.

"Senior Taocheng, do you feel the ground trembling?"

"Echizen, why is your face always shaking?"

The two of them fell to the ground before they had time to think.

Mu Kui covered her mouth and smiled a bit meanly, but you two ate too much, let you grab it.

Yushi Ninzu, who had had a drink at a social event, noticed something was wrong, and he understood after seeing the expression on Mu Xun's face.

Although he had drank it before, but it was all sake or champagne, the alcohol content was very small, and the alcohol that Maki added was relatively high alcohol content. Yushi Ninzu also felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes. When he fell down, he saw a Zhang Baili's rosy and gorgeous face is quite good-looking, he remembers that he has a Chinese friend by his side, even if you faint, it won't make you feel better.

Qi Zuo was eating happily, but the person beside him also fell down, his leg was heavy, why was this person still hugging his leg?

After working hard for a long time, he still couldn't get the person away, Qi Zuo gave up and continued to eat meat, if Ninzu Yushi was awake at this time, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he couldn't even compare to a piece of meat.