Feng Chu vowed to have a formal party, but the result was not satisfactory, and in the end he only bought a bundle of green onions, two ducks, five garlic, seven star anise, eight taels of ginger, more than a dozen catties of meat, and some miscellaneous ingredients.

Looking at this appearance, Feng Chu clearly wanted to turn the birthday party into a food stall party.

"I, do you want to, buy a gift. Shi Yiguang asked a little tangled.

"It doesn't matter. Feng Chu shrugged: "It's the same whether you give a gift or not, it doesn't matter, and if you give it, you won't necessarily receive it, after all, you can't give him what he wants." ”

"Oh. Shi Yiguang responded, thinking that this was indeed the case, the captain was so rich, he didn't want anything, but he didn't need her to be a poor girl to give gifts.

"If you help me in the kitchen, it's a contribution. Feng Chu added.

"Uh-huh. Shi Yiguang nodded vigorously, as long as it wasn't waste.

Walking to the edge of the supermarket cash register, he copied a few bags of spiced melon seeds, Feng Chu went to check out satisfied, took out the captain's bank card, and skillfully entered the password to pay the bill.

Shi Yiguang sighed again, the relationship between Feng Chu and the captain is really a dead friend, the sports car is driven at will, and the bank card password is shared.

Throwing ninety percent of the things to Shi Yiguang, Feng Chuti slipped a few bags of melon seeds, got into the car with a good ride, Shi Yiguang held a big bag and a small bag, followed up, threw it in the front trunk, and sat back in the co-pilot.

Feng Chu started the sports car, gave enough fuel, and the engine roared constantly.

"Drive slower. "Shi Yiguang tried his best to pretend to be pitiful, the hard ones can't work, they can only come to the soft ones.

"Huh. Feng Chu sneered: "Although I don't have a driver's license, but this entire Jixia Academy, if you can find a person with better driving skills than me, don't even think about it, what is the sound of the autumn famous mountain bike, what is the king of Bayinbrook racing, compared with the myth that I rode a motorcycle across the Pacific Ocean, it is simply a joke." ”

"Take your arms away, you're in my gear and taking off. ”

Shi Yiguang was so frightened that he hurriedly fastened his seat belt, closed his eyes tightly, and clenched his back chair with both hands, so as not to be thrown out when he was drifting, which was more exciting than riding a roller coaster, if it weren't for the rear wing of this car, maybe it could really fly.

With the screech of brakes, the supercar flicked its tail smoothly and stopped in front of the Boyo Pavilion.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Shi Yiguang shouted for rejoicing, and secretly made up his mind that he would cherish his time in the future and not live up to Lord Feng Chu's grace of not killing.

"Ah, I bought all the seasonings, but I forgot to bottle the soy sauce. As soon as Feng Chu got out of the car, he immediately scratched his head and asked Shi Yiguang, "Why don't we go back again?"

"No, no, no. Shi Yiguang resolutely objected, and at the same time quickly jumped out of the car, waving his hands like a beckoning cat: "I'm not going, I'm not going." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go get soy sauce in two days. Feng Chu compromised with a smile and hummed a minor tune to the Boyo Pavilion.

Shi Yiguang looked at Feng Chu's back suspiciously, very surprised, how could she have an illusion, Feng Chu didn't plan to turn around and go back to making soy sauce, and even said that he deliberately forgot to make soy sauce.

"Why are you stunned, keep up. Feng Chu swallowed melon seeds and said without looking back.

"Oooh oh. Shi Yiguang put aside the strange thoughts, and hurriedly acted as a porter, carrying fish, meat, duck eggs, and milk into the Boyo Pavilion.

Gan Yuexin, Xie Xiaoqi is really back.

Shi Yiguang is very strange, what is wrong with these two goods, they are abnormal, they used to either cross Erlang's legs, or they squinted at others without distractions, but now they don't make a fuss, especially Gan Yuexin, this guy is serious as if he has met an old enemy.

Feng Chu was still there, Shi Yiguang didn't want to settle accounts with Xie Xiaoqi, so he glared at the guy who sold her to the school board, continued to pretend to be a lady, and ran into the public kitchen to help out.

"What can I help with?" Shi Yiguang took the initiative to ask.

"Will you kill ducks?"

Shi Yiguang hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "I won't." ”

"What then? I'm not going to kill either. Feng Chu spread his hands.

"You can't kill ducks?"

Shi Yiguang was so surprised, in her impression, Feng Chu's cooking was very delicious, and she said before that the Manchu and Han Dynasty could cook all the banquets, so she must be a chef, but now she can't kill fish! What are you kidding, isn't killing ducks the most basic kung fu of every chef?

"yes, I'm not going to kill ducks. Feng Chu didn't hide it, and simply admitted it.

"Then you also buy ducks. ”

"I can't kill ducks, but I can make ducks, is there any need for the two?"

Shi Yiguang blinked, what he said seemed to make sense, killing and doing seemed to be two completely different things.

However, Shi Yiguang then shook his head vigorously, "I believe you are a ghost, you will do it but you won't kill it, do you have to match another duck killer every time you make a duck?" Of course, she only dared to say this silently in her heart.

Ah, phew, what to do duck, it feels so obscene.

"I said that every time I make ducks, I make them from dead ducks, do you believe it? I was going to buy dead ducks, but your school is too high-end, and the ingredients are all alive. Feng Chu continued to shrug his shoulders.

"What then?"

"Actually, it's simple, you come here, take a kitchen knife and hit the duck's head, it will die, and then I can do it!"

Feng Chu pulled Shi Yiguang to the side, handed her a bright kitchen knife, and at the same time stroked the neck hair of the duck, using his hand as a knife, and made a chopping motion: "Come on, cut it down with a knife, and it's over." ”

"Quack. The fat duck realized that death was coming, struggled desperately, and fanned someone with his wings.

"I don't dare, I don't dare. Shi Yiguang was very cowardly, decisively threw away the kitchen knife, and shrank back.

"What are you afraid of, go down with your eyes closed, it's simple and easy. Feng Chu said with horizontal eyebrows.

Shi Yiguang shook his head like a rattle.

"You have great strength, you kill yourself. ”

"I am compassionate, I don't want to kill, I'm a devout Buddhist. Feng Chu said seriously.

Shi Yiguang doesn't believe that the Buddhists who meow to God, which Buddhist himself does not kill, but instigates others to stab ducks with knives? Others stab the ducks to death, but you wait to eat, how can you have such compassion.

And then again, Buddhists still eat meat and drink alcohol, and they don't find a better one when they find an excuse.

"I also believe in Buddhism, don't dare, don't dare. Shi Yiguang shrank back vigorously.

"You believe in Buddhism? I don't know when it started. ”

"I just believed that I am going to become a nun for ten minutes now. Shi Yiguang turned around and wanted to run, but Feng Chu grabbed his collar with one hand and forcibly pressed it on the cupboard.

"Want to run, where can you run?" Feng Chu passed the glittering kitchen knife and put it on Shi Yiguang's neck, laughed a few times, and threatened coldly: "If you don't chop it, I'll chop you." ”

Shi Yi's bare legs were frightened, and he quickly surrendered, begging for mercy in a wail: "Lord Feng, if you don't kill, I will also live, if you kill me, I will break the killing ring." ”

"I can't care so much, I'm going to kill this duck today, and it's useless if the Buddha comes! I'll count three times, and if you don't agree, I'll give you a knife, and life or death depends on the destiny of heaven." Feng Chu snorted viciously, and then raised the kitchen knife high and made a slashing motion.

It seems that the next moment, Shi someone's body is about to be separated.

"I surrender, I surrender, I kill, I kill. "Shi Yiguang is a good man who does not suffer immediate losses, and decisively submits to softness.

"That's good. Feng Chu touched Shi someone's head, changed his face in an instant, and handed the kitchen knife to Shi someone's hand with a smile, comforting him in a harmonious voice: "Come on, come on, I'm holding it, you just go up and cut it down, it's over very simply." ”

Feng Chu turned around and grabbed the poor duck, stroked the hair on his neck, and ordered Shi Yiguang to cut it down with his eyes.

Shi Yiguang looked at the quacking duck, and then looked at the fierce and vicious Feng Chu, and silently thought in his heart: "Brother Duck, you saw the whole thing, it's not that I want to kill you, I was also forced." You've become a ghost, don't come to me, find Feng Chu, the big devil in good clothes. ”

"Come on, come on, it's a brother, come and cut it. Feng Chu moved his head back to avoid being accidentally injured by someone Shi and getting a headshot.

Shi Yiguang held the kitchen knife and was about to cut it, but suddenly he seemed to remember it again, blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Chu, and said seriously: "I heard a story before, do you want to hear it?" ”

Anyway, Shi Yiguang couldn't run away, Feng Chu was not in a hurry, and said with an unexpected "oh!", and said with a smile: "Let's hear it." ”

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was a little monk in the temple......"

Before Shi finished speaking, Feng Chu interrupted her, "Is there still an old monk, one day the old monk told a story to the little monk, once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain...... You want to drag out time!"

Shi Yiguang was rare for a while, and said in a slightly reprimanding tone: "Which one is going to delay time, don't interrupt if you want to listen to the story." ”