Jiang Ming looked at Cheng Zhihao who was as happy as a child, and shook his head helplessly. This baby is so happy to eat, let's talk to him later about the effect of the silver-white grass on him. "But by the way, Xiaoxi, what is the name of this silver-white grass?" 【Ding! Silver Artemisia, an eighth-level spiritual material, has the effect of improving eyesight when taken! 】 Jiang Ming understood, and looked at Xi Wanli. At this time, Xi Wanli was looking at Cheng Zhihao with envy and hatred. Out of all the people present, he and Cheng Zhihao are the only ones on the same level, but now, he is the only one who hasn't had the perfect spiritual meal! Xi Wanli stared at the hot pot viciously, with stubbornness written all over his face, he held his breath and focused his attention on a piece of vegetable whose countdown was about to end, which happened to be the silver wormwood that was useful to Cheng Zhihao. The chopsticks are suspended on the hot pot, ready to strike at any time. "It's now!"
Xi Wanli's eyes lit up, and he clamped the silver wormwood firmly and firmly. This time, it should be a perfect spiritual meal, right? Xi Wanli put the silver wormwood into his mouth with a smile on his face, and chewed it with relish. But as he ate, he realized something was wrong. ゛(‘◇’)? This smell, why does it feel a little bit less interesting? impossible! I got stuck! Absolutely the perfect spiritual meal! Xi Wanli thought about it relentlessly, carefully understanding the effect of the silver wormwood, but unfortunately, nothing happened except for a little spiritual power. Meanwhile, Cheng Zhihao let out a satisfied voice. ヾ(^Д^*)/: "This meat is so delicious. The meat is smooth and tender, spicy and delicious. It's comfortable to eat the perfect spiritual meal you picked up! Well, the function of this meat is to strengthen the veins." These words stimulated Xi Wanli's nerves, and his old face couldn't hold back. 罒 w罒: "Boss Jiang, tell me that the vegetables I ate just now are for replenishing spiritual energy, tell me!" Jiang Ming rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Old Xi, you were actually a bit faster just now." Xi Wanli's old face drooped, he didn't speak, and his face was full of unhappiness. Obviously he has worked so hard, why can't he eat hot pot of perfect quality? ? And they can all eat it, but I can't eat it alone, Xiao Cheng, a young man, even if he eats a portion, he still wants to show off! snort!
Respect the old and love the young who don't understand at all! However, is it necessary to start rolling even eating a hot pot these days? "Come on, old Xi, don't be wronged, I'll give you something to eat!" As Jiang Ming said, he picked up two pieces of meat and put them in Xi Wanli's bowl. Xi Wanli looked at the meat, swallowing greedily. ヾ(?‘﹃‘)?... This meat looks so delicious, I really want to eat it! ! "No, Boss Jiang, I have to do it myself." Xi Wanli hesitated again and again, but still shook his head and refused. To eat hot pot, the most important thing is to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. With so many people around, all of them eat hot pot by themselves, he is the only one who troubled Boss Jiang, where should he put his old face? Xi Wanli was also ruthless in his heart, attacking the hot pot frequently, three or four times in a row, but he didn't get the perfect level of spiritual material. He wasn't discouraged in his heart, he couldn't eat it all the time, but it aroused his competitive spirit! Continue to look for the next target. (Xi Wanli: Don't look at me in my fifties or sixties, but a man is still a teenager until he dies!) Jiang Ming saw the resolute expression on Xi Wanli's face, so he had no choice but to put the two pieces of meat in Qingqiu's bowl. "Xiaoqing, eat." "Boss Crab!" Qingqiu picked up the two pieces of meat with his chopsticks and put them in his mouth. Feeling the taste of the meat, his eyes lit up instantly. After swallowing quickly, Qingqiu found two pieces of meat in his bowl full of spiritual materials and put them into his mouth with a puzzled face. After realizing the difference between the two, Qingqiu looked at Jiang Ming happily. ?(?＞?＜?)?: "Boss, why does the meat you pick up taste much better than what I pick up." Jiang Ming looked at Qingqiu's cute look, and patted her on the head. "Didn't I say that you have to wait until the end of the countdown to pick it up, the spiritual material is the most delicious state, did you not listen to me carefully?" Qingqiu laughed twice. "So it's like this. I thought I could eat it as long as the countdown was over, but mine is also delicious, but it's not as delicious as the boss you made." After the little fox finished speaking, following the principle of not wasting, after eating all the dishes in the bowl, he held the chopsticks and stared at the piles of spiritual materials in the hot pot, ready to go. "歘~!" Qingqiu's chopsticks went straight into a piece of vegetables.
The movement was so swift that a burst of red 'waves' rose from the hot pot, scaring everyone to dodge. Jiang Ming's consciousness spread out, and the escaping red oil quickly stopped in the air. "Xiaoqing, what are you doing?" Qingqiu also knew that he had done something wrong, carefully put the vegetables on the chopsticks into the bowl, then looked at Jiang Ming weakly, and muttered aggrievedly. "Boss, didn't you say that the ingredients are the most delicious only at the moment when the countdown ends? I...I also want to eat the most delicious things." Jiang Ming smiled helplessly while holding his forehead. He forgot that Qingqiu can't use chopsticks! Even if what Xiaoqing ate before was not the perfect spiritual meal, it was still very delicious for a foodie like her who is not picky. But just now Jiang Ming got her two pieces of meat to eat. With better food, the little fox naturally wanted to eat it. As a result, what happened just now happened. Seeing that Jiang Ming didn't speak, Qingqiu felt a little flustered. He took Jiang Ming's sleeve with his small hand and shook it gently. With his head down, he said: "Boss, I won't eat hot pot anymore, I'm going to work, so don't be angry, okay?" After Qingqiu finished speaking, he stood up, but the eyes looking at the hot pot were full of nostalgia. Chen Fang and Huangfu Ziyue looked at Qingqiu's aggrieved appearance, their hearts almost melted. "Boss Jiang, Xiaoqing didn't do it on purpose, you see... let her continue to eat." Huangfu Ziyue hesitated for a while, and persuaded. The rest of the people nodded. Looking at the strange eyes of the crowd, Jiang Ming was a little puzzled. He just supported Qingqiu in his heart that he didn't know how to use chopsticks, and he was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't say that Qingqiu would not continue to eat. Why does this situation make me look like a black-hearted boss who oppresses employees? Jiang Ming said with some melancholy: "Xiaoqing, come and eat." "Thank you boss, the boss is the best!" Qingqiu immediately sat back on his seat. Chen Fang put a few pieces of meat into Qingqiu's bowl, and said kindly, "Little girl sees that you are skinny, come and eat some meat." "Thank you mother-in-law." Qingqiu thanked politely, inserted the meat and sent it to his mouth. ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ: "It's so good~!" Qingqiu doesn't care what he does to get enough food and clothing by himself, in the little fox's world, as long as it's delicious, eat as much as you can!