v2 Chapter 131： People are not as good as pigs

After epiphanying that he actually likes cooking, Jiang Feng is so energetic, it is like a master of martial arts novel Rika who has not been loose in a certain realm. In fantasy novels, he is a master who is full of mind but ca n’t help but enter the world. As soon as the magic is broken, the realm naturally looses, and subsequent breakthroughs come naturally and easily.

The above are all Jiang Feng's fantasies.

The big brothers in the people's novels are all in a state of mind that doesn't deserve their own strength. Jiang Feng, at best, can't count on his own strength. In addition, he was only 66 points in the previous semester, and his consciousness was not high.

However, he had a high level of dreaming, and had a night-long dream of a stranger and a stranger. He woke up and even got a little bit interested, sitting on the bed and recollecting that he had just hit Beiping Zhang Guanghang in his dream and stepped on Shu To Wu Minqi, only five minutes from the final summit.

Hey, wake up early!

Qijiang Feng sighed deeply.

"Brother Feng, what are you sighing for?" Wang Hao recently looked after a beautiful, single elementary school girl from a foreign language department. She got up early every day to run, and was inspired to return to her freshman shapely figure to leave the ranks of single dogs.

"I dreamed that I won the championship." Jiang Feng said.

"Dream is all opposite."

"..."

Is your fat tiger floating, or my husband can't hold the knife?

After a brief wash, Jiang Feng went to the store to help. Now, the Healthy Cooking Restaurant has launched the Texas Grilled Chicken business, and the corresponding workload has greatly increased.

When Jiang Jiangfeng arrived, Jiang Jiankang was already busy. He used his newly bought knives to deal with chickens with a lot of energy. Wang Xiulian crackled the calculator outside to figure out how much money he could make every day. It was a happy smile.

"Xiao Feng, cut carrots." Jiang Jiankang assigned work.

"Hey!"

I was busy from early in the morning until noon until noon. After lunch, everyone had a happy time for salted fish. In the past few days, Jiyue was obsessed with an overbearing president and fell in love with my web drama. Sometimes moved, sometimes idiot, sometimes idiot, sometimes idiot, sometimes idiot ...

The recent plots are all idiots.

"Oh my God, this is too sweet!" Ji Yue made a idiot's voice.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Where is the sweetness of the two people getting soaked in the umbrella, and in the previous episode, the male master turned over and jumped from a height of four or five meters and kept a super handsome posture to land. This plot of sand sculpture is in the end Where is it sweet.

I'm right, he's watching, and seeing the twelfth episode with Ji Yue.

的 The taste of this brainless sand sculpture is so **** sweet.

The male lead and female lead have been hugging together. The next step is to kiss and kill with crooked faces. At this critical moment, Jiang Feng's phone rang.

"Pause, pause." Jiang Feng said quickly.

"Hurry up." Ji Yue pressed the pause button.

"Hello, may I ask, Mr. Jiang Feng? I am a member of the Good Taste Cooking Contest. Congratulations on your promotion to the second round of the qualifier. The second round will be held on the 23rd, the next day at 9 am. The address This is Shanshui Square. Please be present before 8:30. If you are deemed to be abstaining if you are overtime, you can contact us at any time if your admission card is lost. May I ask if you have any more questions? "The staff girl asked sweetly.

"No."

好的 "Okay, if you have any questions about the game these days, you can contact us at any time, and our phone will be answered 24 hours normally."

"Okay thank you."

"wish you a happy life."

Qi Jiangfeng hung up the phone and asked Ji Yue: "The organizer called?"

恩 "Well, let me go to the game the day after tomorrow. Hurry up and resume playback. My grandpa is coming at half past two. I won't finish this episode." Jiang Feng said.

After a few tens of seconds, the male and female protagonists kissed affectionately, bgm sounded, the slow motion stretched, and the soft-beauty filters turned on all kinds of special effects.

"Oh my God, it's too sweet!" Ji Yue held her face and sighed.

Qiu Jiangfeng squinted at Ji Yue.

有 What's this, single dogs just like idiots.

The second moment, the female lead shook her head shyly, and quietly took the male lead's hand. The sour smell of love seemed to overflow from the screen.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Well, I really want such a girlfriend.

Qi Jiangfeng successfully watched the latest update before the father came. After being stuffed with dog food, he obediently went to the kitchen to practice.

At 5 o'clock, someone called for a delivery order. For a large order of over 1,000, it was a little far away to take the subway to go back and forth for more than half an hour. The buyer was willing to add an extra delivery fee. Wang Xiulian weighed the order, Liu Zixuan and Ji They go to take delivery every month, and they share the delivery fee equally. Only Wang Hao and Wang Xiulian were a little too busy in the front. Jiang Feng, as the chef with the lowest status and the worst chef, was assigned to help outside.

Jiang Feng's business is rusty because of the lack of dried dishes and water to clean the table. Many customers ca n’t wait to take the initiative to clean the table with their own cloths. After cleaning their own, they can also rub the table next door, such a harmonious customer. Relationships with businesses are rare today.

Min Jiangfeng was surprised to see a man, Guo Mengting.

She was carrying a little girl carrying a small cartoon schoolbag, which should be her daughter, with two pigtails and holding her hand tightly.

"Say hello to your uncle, wait for this uncle to cook for you." Guo Mengting said.

"Brother, I want to eat pine nuts corn and sweet and sour pork ribs," said the little girl.

"Ah!" Jiang Feng immediately relaxed, and smiled to the kitchen to place an order.

So smart, obedient, obedient, beautiful, rational and right-sighted, Jiang Feng not only told Jiang Jiankang to fry well, but also poured a small cup of milk tea for her.

As soon as I went out, I heard Guo Mengting telling her daughter, "Today it ’s your father on a business trip. We just came out to eat. This restaurant is a friend that my mother knows. It is clean and hygienic, so you can come and eat at the roadside stall next to the school. If you have more stomachaches and diarrhea, you ca n’t carry this mother secretly to eat, you know? Otherwise, the mother will not take you here to eat, and the pine nuts and corn you want to eat are not eaten. "

The little girl nodded solemnly.

"Mom, Dad will come back the day after tomorrow, and I want to come here to eat tomorrow." The little girl said arrogantly.

. "Then you have to listen to your mother. Mother will give you an essay tutoring class and an math tutoring class on Sunday. There are many children as old as you. You can meet new friends. As long as you go to class, you will be good. Mom tomorrow. I will also take you here to eat at night. "Guo Mengting said.

The little girl nodded.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Baby, you don't even know what you lost for a meal.

Uh ...

多 More than a day passed in a flash, on the evening of the 22nd, Wang Hao's re-test results finally came out, 45, rebuilt.

Wang Wanghao was in space, circle of friends, and Weibo all sent a series of crying faces to express grief.

It is said that Professor Li will be teaching Signals and Systems next year.

Qijiang Feng originally wanted to comfort the poor roommate. As a result, I found that "My roommate who took the pig's foot script" was still updated an hour ago.

The plot has progressed to the point where the pig's feet are in the sea elections, and they have made a golden tomato scrambled egg. The rich second-generation public judges burst into tears ~ www.novelhall.com ~ On the spot, they must recognize the pig's feet as the big brother. Fang's high-level son regarded him as a rival and had planned to remove him in the dark. The plot climaxed, and the next post rushed 666 to remind the landlord to update it. There was even a small website to advertise if the landlord had any intention to move this article to their website.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Wang Hao should have gone to a school with a major in choreography to study physics in colleges of science and engineering.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Hao, who came back from running at night, opened the door of the dormitory with a sad face, covered with sweat and a tragic tone, such as resentment and tears, such as complaining, "Feng Feng, I am so miserable, I am next semester Rehearsal is still taught by Professor Li, why is my life so hard! "

Qi Jiangfeng looked at him with a smile on his face.

"If I read correctly, this post was updated half an hour after you posted your circle of friends?"

Wang Wanghao: "..."

The window was not closed, the door was still open, and the air was circulating. Although it was already spring, the night was still a little cold. A cold wind blew through, and Wang Hao took a nap.

哎 "Oh, it's so cold and so cold, I'll take a shower first, it's time to run out of hot water." Wang Hao quickly shifted the subject.

"It is impossible for each tomato to be scrambled with golden egg liquid, and the tomatoes cannot be golden. Where did you copy the metaphysical tomato scrambled eggs?" Jiang Feng said.

"Ah? I just rewritten the god-level golden egg fried rice. How could the foodie's male lead not fail the legendary god-level golden egg fried rice? Brother Feng, you haven't watched novels for a long time." Wang Hao Dao, took clothes to take a bath.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

最近 The masculine novel I read recently is not as high as a pig.

I was still a pig who died in Chapter 43.

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