"Hey, if you don't eat that bowl of mush, it's going to be bad. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" doesn't speak loudly, and there is even a little cute sweet feeling.

But the voice appeared too suddenly, which made Wei Fan feel excited.

"Who? Who's out there? ”

No one answered.

Wei Fan felt very strange, who was talking? On weekdays, no one comes to my half-leaky hut.

Is someone from outside?

It's so late, who is going to come here without any trouble?

Could it be Wei Zhongshi's annoying guys?

Several questions and doubts flashed through Wei Fan's heart.

Wei Fan hurriedly got up, walked lightly to the base of the wall, and lay down by the broken window to listen to the movement outside.

The view outside the window suddenly became blurred, the moon was hidden, the stars were gone, and there was a hot and unpleasant feeling in the air.

The sweet voice appeared again: "That bowl of mush looks unpalatable, but it's been left out for two days, and if you don't eat it today, it will be wasted, and it's shameful to waste food." ”

"This candlestick is so ugly that it will fall off if it burns for too long." Another voice appeared, sounding like a young boy.

This time Wei Fan heard it more clearly, and strange voices appeared again, and the voices changed from one to two.

Listen to the source of the voice, the person who speaks is not outside, but in the house, and right next to him.

Wei Fan slowly turned his head and looked at the stone table beside him, on which was a small candlestick that he made was burning, and next to it was a white radish and a few shallots, which he had specially prepared for the kitchen assessment.

But......

In the whole mud hut, except for a small bed covered with hay, and this big stone used as a table by the broken window, there was no place to hide people! Not to mention two people!

Uncanny!

Wei Fan's hair stood up at that time, what about the Three Kingdoms? How did this become terrifying and suspenseful! The style of painting is wrong!

"Boom."

Slowly picking up the wooden bowl on the stone table next to him, Wei Fan's Adam's apple slid and forcibly swallowed a mouthful of water, but he still felt very thirsty after drinking the water, as if he hadn't drunk it.

The atmosphere at night is getting weirder and weirder......

"I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm not afraid of the dark, I have the same memory as a traverser, although I don't have the main god system, I'm still the protagonist......" Wei Fan kept repeating these words in his heart, he was trying to calm his mood......

"Ahh

Wei Fan woke up in a dream and sat up from the bed suddenly, his eyes wide open.

"It turned out to be a dream! It's okay, it's okay......" Wei Fan held his forehead with one hand, feeling that his head was still groggy and couldn't lift his spirits.

Wei Fan no longer remembered when he fell asleep, he only remembered that he was still looking at the stars before he went to bed.

Maybe...... It's because I didn't succeed in signing up for the assessment of Wei's kitchen apprenticeship during the day, and it's easy to dream because of too much pressure.

"What's the smell, smoke?"

But in the next second, Wei Fan felt that something was wrong, why was there a bad smell in the air, and it was still a little hot underneath? The heat source is not in the crotch, but on the foot......

Not good, the little candelabra fell and caught fire!

"Grass!" Wei Fan scolded secretly.

It turned out that the small candlestick that Wei Fan had made had fallen over, and the sparks that popped out set fire to some of the hay scattered on the ground.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, the fire was not big, and it was extinguished in a few feet, and it did not burn to the bed, otherwise Wei Fan would have become a man who died in bed tonight.

The small fire was nipped in the bud, and it didn't cause any big losses, and the only thing that made Wei Fan feel distressed was the grease in the small candelabra.

This small candlestick was made by Wei Fan himself, he specially found reeds as the wick, and wrapped layers of dried grass and wood fiber fabric on it, and then soaked the entire wick with flammable animal fat and a small amount of fish paste, which he had obtained from other places on weekdays.

"Whew, there's no danger."

Breathing a sigh of relief, looking at his feet that had become black because he stepped on the fire, Wei Fan shook his head helplessly, he felt that if he was really a traverser, he must be the most unlucky traverser in the world.

"It's good that the idiot woke up in time."

"Yes, yes, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to make a delicacy yet, and we would have burned to ashes first."

The voices reappeared, and they were the same ones they had heard in their dreams.

Am I hallucinating? Wei Fan himself felt that he heard someone speak again, and looked up in the direction where the sound was made.

Next, Wei Fan was shocked, and he found the most incomprehensible thing for him: Bai Radish spoke? Little Shallot also spoke? It's still a group of shallots!

I'm dripping! Didn't you say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you will not be allowed to become a fine!

……

The man who hadn't slept all night looked like his body had been hollowed out.

However, no matter how crazy the night is, you have to go to herd cattle during the day.

Wei Fan was lying on the back of the cow, his eyes were blank, and he didn't have the vigorous appearance he had before, this was simply a half-dead decadent teenager.

Because last night, Wei Fan chatted with the two ingredients until dawn, except for a short sleep before the candlestick caught fire in the first half of the night, and he has been chatting with the ingredients since then.

What the heck?! Chat with the ingredients, and talk until dawn?

Which girl's name is Ingredients? Is there really nothing else to do?

That's right, chat with two ingredients, one ingredient is white radish, and one ingredient is small shallots, and the small shallots are still a group with a family!

No matter what crazy things happen in this world, it is not a fright for Wei Fan, he feels that the fright of his life was used up last night.

If he hadn't experienced and confirmed it himself, Wei Fan would not have believed it.

If before last night, anyone told Wei Fan that he could chat with the ingredients, Wei Fan would definitely think that person was crazy.

But this crazy, unbelievable thing happened to me!

When the initial feeling of shock passed, Wei Fan was overjoyed, he thought that he had encountered some main god system or a portable grandfather, and there was more than one!

Although Wei Fan didn't know how he heard the ingredients speak, he felt that his good luck had finally come!

Wei Fan hurriedly spoke to a white radish and a few small shallots, he was eager to get the newbie gift package, or he could give a newbie task first.

But......

Ideals are always beautiful, reality is often cruel, and facts are never transferred by human will.

After a long time, Wei Fan finally confirmed that he could only hear the voices of white radish and small shallots, and could chat with them, these two were ordinary ingredients, not the god of the system, and there was no old man hiding in it.

"Wei Fan, Wei Fan, don't sleep."

Hearing this soft voice, Wei Fan knew that it was Bai Radish who was speaking.

"What's wrong, Miss Carrot." Although I don't know how white radish distinguishes genders, or whether white radish has a gender, but hearing this cute and soft voice, Wei Fan directly defined the gender of radish as: cute girl.

"When are you going to cook?" The soft white radish continued to speak in that sweet voice.

"Cooking?" Wei Fan shook his head lightly and said, "Maybe there will be a chance in the future." ”