Chapter 128 They Will Fall Into This Trap Themselves (Part 3)

Chapter 128 "They will fall into this trap themselves" (Part 3)

"Biscuit is waiting for you." German pointed to the mansion not far away, "I'll take you there."

Menqi followed behind German and touched one of the five strands of hair he had tied up: "Whose disciple is that blond young man?"

"I'm teaching him." German gave an unexpected but reasonable answer.

"You started to accept disciples so soon? And, do you just ignore him?" Menqi walked beside German.

German replied: "I set an alarm for him for half an hour. When the time is up, his "absolute" practice for the day will end."

"So that's how it is." Menqi satisfied one curiosity and aroused another curiosity, "Is the fish you caught for dinner tonight?"

"Yes." German led them to the front door and opened it for them, "Generally speaking, Biscuit, Xiaodi, Yungu and others will take turns to go out to purchase ingredients. "

"I don't have any important tasks, I just fish a few fish occasionally to change my taste." He continued.

Menqi couldn't help but ask: "You guys live together, who is responsible for cooking?"

"Most of the time it's Yungu." Germain walked into the hall, "In a few cases it's me."

So no one else cooks? Menqi and Buhala looked at each other tacitly.

At this time, a burst of short footsteps came, and Biscuit showed his head at the corner of the stairs, and then pretended to be surprised.

"Ah, Menqi, Buhala, you are here." She came quickly with her skirt lifted, "You know Germain, and you should have seen Germain's disciple Kurapika, right?"

"You know Yungu. I will introduce you to Xiaodi and Yungu's disciple Zhixi later. Come in quickly and sit in the living room. "

Bisji watched Germain return with the fish as planned, and couldn't help but reveal a sly smile, which then instantly withdrew.

Menqi and Buhala didn't expect that Bisji, the direct disciple of President Netero, would be so enthusiastic towards them. They were happy but also confused.

But they were still unsure and were soon pulled by Bisji to sit on the sofa in the living room and chat.

Time passed quickly and it was dusk.

The sunset glow was like dried blood, dyed in the dark sky that was gradually moldy.

"Shua shua shua——"

In the open kitchen, two men were dancing. Cooperation.

Yun Gu turned the fried fish over, and the range hood whirred.

Germain was chopping vegetables on the chopping board.

Zhi Xi sat cross-legged on the floor very close to the TV, watching an action movie with his eyes wide open, which made his blood boil and he shouted from time to time.

Kurapika, who had just finished a shower and was steaming like smoke, stood by the windowsill, his head against the glass window, his eyes staring at the setting sun in a trance.

Biscuit was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace, warmly entertaining the two guests, Menqi and Buhara, and never let the topic be interrupted, always talking about various interesting things. things.

Xiaodi sat obediently on the independent sofa on the side, silent.

Only when Bisiji deliberately led the topic to her, she would nod like a doll under the gaze of everyone.

As soon as Buhala sat down, his butt almost occupied the entire sofa.

Later, at Menqi's reminder, he had to sit cross-legged on the carpet, eating the dessert brought by Xiaodi.

Although it was very rude to let the guest sit on the ground as soon as he arrived, Buhala's body was indeed too big, and he and Menqi didn't care, so Bisiji let it go.

However, under Bisiji's warm greeting, Menqi had She was a little uneasy, and finally even looked towards the kitchen with some uneasiness.

While she was chatting with Biscuit, she saw from the corner of her eye that Germain dug the fish bubble out of the fish's body and threw it into the pool.

Menqi endured it.

Then, she saw Yun Gu marinate the fish casually, and then immediately threw it into the hot oil, and then took a look at the recipe spread out next to it.

Menqi still endured it.

The two grown men barely cooked two fishes and put them on a plate on the side. Then Yun Gu threw the potato strips and beef slices cut by Germain into the pot and stir-fried them...

"Tsk. "

Menqi's attention was no longer on Bisiji in front of her. She didn't even hear what Bisiji was saying. She just bit her fingers and nodded mechanically.

After hearing Yun Gu shyly smile and say to Germain that he accidentally overcooked the beef, Menqi finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She stood up from the sofa as if she was equipped with springs, staring at the direction of the kitchen with bright eyes.

"What, what's wrong?" Bisiji blinked her big watery eyes, her tone full of innocence.

"Sorry, I have something important to do." Menqi walked around Bisiji's legs with a gloomy face and walked out of the sofa pile, "Buhala, stop eating! "

Buhala responded as expected, wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and stood up calmly.

The two of them strode to the open kitchen one after the other, attracting the attention of Germain and Yun Gu.

Yun Gu opened his mouth to speak in surprise, but Men Qi raised his hand to stop him: "Don't say anything, please leave here and leave it to us."

"This..." Yun Gu glanced at the sizzling food in the pot, and then looked at Germain.

German walked out of the kitchen consciously.

Yun Gu was just stunned for a moment, and was gently pushed out by Buhala: "At this time, you should satisfy Menqi. Don't worry, we will take care of everything here."

Yun Gu was stunned for a while, and the apron around his waist was also untied by Buhala, and handed to Menqi.

So, the entire open kitchen fell under the control of Menqi and Buhala.

Menqi, who put on an apron, pulled out the kitchen knife on the shelf, weighed the weight, and felt that it was quite easy to use.

So she picked up a big shrimp, cut its back, and shook her wrist deftly, and the shrimp thread was picked out by the blade and thrown on the edge of the chopping board.

After dealing with one, she grabbed another one, and her speed was as fast as an afterimage.

Buhala directly turned the fire to the maximum, and then began to stir the spoon, stir-frying the remaining vegetables in the pot for a few times, and then judged that the heat was enough based on experience, and served it out.

Yun Gu was dazzled by what he saw, and he stepped back a few steps shyly, feeling the embarrassment that Zhi Xi felt when he learned about Kurapika's training progress.

Bisji came over, rubbing his palms, and said with a smile: "This... How can I be so embarrassed? You are guests who came from afar, how can I let you cook?"

Men Qi rolled his eyes at Bisji.

At this point, she knew that she had fallen into Bisji's trap, but she jumped into it willingly even though she knew it was a trap.

There was no way, who told her that she was a "food hunter", how could a "food hunter" watch others waste food?

Bisji was worthy of being the disciple of President Netero, and they were really the same kind of people.

Only the third generation Yun Gu and the fourth generation Zhi Xi were like genetic mutations, changing this cunning bloodline.