"Hurry up and help him up, this friend of yours is really sick!"

After speaking, Chen Fan ignored the two of them, and turned around and walked directly towards the kitchen.

"Boss, I want that Meiling porridge set!"

Looking at the back of the mortal, Mu Zidou roared first, and then took care of Qiu Ze, who was slapped to the ground by him.

There is no need for this kid to say, Chen Fan also knows that this kid must pick a set meal to eat, as for the other character who is a bit tragic, anyway, there is a big money in Muzidou, whether the other party believes it or not, he is not afraid that he will not receive money.

And to put it mildly, as long as he eats this porridge, he has to beg to send money to his brother in the end.

"You are a big man, why are you so weak, isn't it just a small fever, a small cold, and it will go straight down when you shoot one, let me tell you, this man can do anything, but he can't be soft..."

"Your horse's... It's almost 40 degrees Celsius..."

Looking at Mu Zidou, who was relaxed and happy, completely ignoring his illness and still spitting saliva, Qiu Ze's heart was about to collapse, and he felt that his body temperature had risen by another degree or two.

The tired Qiu Ze no longer had the strength to pay attention to the happy Mu Zidou, holding his head with a lethargic expression, listening to the words of Mu Zidou in his ears describing how delicious this beautiful porridge was, Qiu Ze wanted to roar, girl, are you a hillbilly, the Meiling porridge in the five-star hotel is about to vomit!

It's not all like that!

I'm going to be slaughtered by you, and you're still working so hard to make your hair!

It's just that due to his physical condition, and Mu Zidou's Yinwei, Qiu Ze, who was bombarded by the virus and Mu Zidou, could only continue to practice the Turtle Breath Gong.

In Qiu Ze's head, he didn't expect Mu Zidou to pay for this meal at all.

Just kidding, these two people sing and harmonize, one red and one white, not just to abuse themselves and kill themselves.

Could it be that this damn Muzidou is really drinking that damn porridge and thinking about his own body...

The muzi bean on the side was intoxicated and reminisced about the Meiling porridge that he hadn't eaten for 10,000 years, and he didn't pay attention to the question of whether Qiu Ze died or not!

"It's really right by the system, there are really more cold patients infected by the virus!"

Chenfan, who was tinkering in the kitchen, remembered that two patients with severe colds had just come in the morning, and couldn't help muttering happily, although the degree of cold in Qiu Ze was not as serious as that of Qianyumeng before, but it was also much more serious than ordinary colds, and the temperature was 40 degrees faster.

"Smack!"

Carefully shoveling the three heart-shaped fried eggs from a small black technology frying pan into the blue and white porcelain Fluttershy, looking at the perfectly shaped omelette, there is a sense of accomplishment in the eyes of mortals.

The white part is shiny and elastic, and there is no trace of bubbles or burning, just like a woman's skin that can be broken by blowing, and people can't help but want to take a bite.

The middle egg center is not ordinary yellow, but orange-red, and you can also see the uncondensed egg liquid flowing inside, full of nutrients, perfect seven-point flow, making the mouth water tumble.

"Gollum!" Chenfan, who hadn't eaten breakfast yet, was made to swallow several mouthfuls of saliva by his own craft.

"Nai Nai's, whoever marries my brother in the future is really happy to die!"

Chenfan, who was full of a sense of accomplishment, couldn't help but YY himself again.

"I knew that I would be diligent last night to make a big bowl of mustard, and now the small commission has been pitted by the money-greedy system!"

In less than eight minutes, there were three sets of Holy Meiling porridge in front of Chenfan, just looking at the mustard in the three small plates, Chenfan couldn't help but feel a little painful.

"This damn system is really in a coffin and asking for money, and it's still asking for money!"

Especially thinking of the system's Zhou peeling method, Chen Fan suddenly resented.

Originally, he thought that this mustard was provided by the system, but he didn't expect to make it himself, but the time had to be marinated for 10 hours, not like this porridge and this egg can be done immediately.

For our medical god system, to a certain extent, as long as you have money, it can help you get some things done.

For example, not long ago, when I thought that today's business was going to hit the street, the system proposed to take another 50% of the commission from the first floor, of course, the object of this deduction was only for the meal of Shengpin Meiling porridge package.

When the mortal cursed system for taking the opportunity to squeeze his own labor, the system just replied lightly, this mustard is the essence of the whole meal, which can not only strengthen the combat effectiveness of the sterilization factors in the porridge and eggs, but also have a strong strain that destroys the mixture of bacteria and viruses...

Needless to say, mortals, who knew the medical theory of it, were suddenly speechless, and could only silently bear the exploitation of the system.

"Wow, boss, you really can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen..."

Looking at the fragrant and attractive Meiling porridge set in front of him, Mu Zidou couldn't help but shoot the fart on the mortal horse's leg again.

"Rub..."

Chen Fan really wants to slap this guy with a weak head, can this be used to describe a magnificent man like Brother who is in the wind and is chic and extraordinary?

It's just less than a second, even the sleepy Qiu Ze is the same as the other two, staring at the holy Meiling porridge in front of him very tacitly.

The viscous and silky porridge, the tempting plump wolfberry floating on it, the faint aroma of rice wrapped around the nose, the smooth heart-shaped omelette, the appetizing green lump decorated with some red dices...

The four main colors of red, white, green and yellow are matched just right, and under the visual impact, the taste is also unconsciously seduced.

Even Qiu Ze, who had a dry and bitter mouth, was already full of water at this time, swallowing saliva again and again, his spirit seemed to be stimulant, and the drowsiness just now was almost like two people.

If Mu Zidou is not attracted by the package in front of him at this time, he is guaranteed to spray his saliva and abuse him again.

"Whew..."

"Click..."

Unlike Qiu Ze, who chose to drink porridge, Chen Fan and Mu Zidou picked up a piece of so-called green mustard with the thickness of their little fingers at the same time and ate it, which was crispy This is the first feeling for the two of them.

The clicking sound in the ears made the two of them bite up unconsciously, accompanied by a sweet juice is a slightly hot taste, teasing the taste cells in the mouth...

"Wow.. It was so delicious..."

When the two of them were intoxicated, they didn't notice that Qiu Ze, who was conquered by Meiling porridge on the side, was sweeping the wooden tray with not a lot of food.

In less than 30 seconds, when Mu Zidou had just swallowed the first green mustard, there was nothing in front of Qiu Ze except for the empty plate.

"Ahh Why... Why is there such a delicious thing...."

Akisawa shouted with a red face, tears in his eyes spurting out like a fountain under the squeezing of his facial muscles.

"Muzi Bean... Brother, I'm sorry for you..."

Chenfan, who had a lot of previous experience, had a premonition that something very bad was about to happen, and immediately ran to the other side with a wooden pallet with lightning speed, as for Mu Zidou, he was just about to laugh three hundred times after Qiu Ze was stunned, but then Qiu Ze's action of reincarnating like a starving ghost and exerting the speed of human beings to the extreme suddenly made Mu Zidou stunned.

Grab the omelette with one hand and the small dish with the green mustard with the other, swallow the omelette in three or two strokes, and pour all the mustard into his mouth.

"Click, click..."

Endless ears still did not let Mu Zidou come back to his senses from his confused state, but was even more confused by an unacceptable thing.

"Whew..."

Three or two times, the palm-sized Meiling porridge has been sucked into the stomach by Qiu Ze...

"Cao...."

Looking at the tableware in front of him that was cleaner than washing, and Qiu Ze's look of satisfaction and intoxication, Mu Zidou's eyes finally came back from his stunned state, and a roar like killing his father and an enemy burst out of his mouth in an instant.

"Akizawa, I'm fighting with you..."

Muzidou's bravery is beyond the imagination of the ordinary!

Seeing this, Chen Fan hurriedly learned Qiu Ze's appearance, and the wind swept away...

This kid is destined to have no chance with Meiling porridge...

I'm sorry, I'm a little delayed today, it's late, continue to code words!

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