Ming Hao looked at the vomit on the ground, and he was disgusted.

This...... What a waste.

However, several people picked out the contents of the bowl one after another, not like the person just now, who spit it out, some people directly piled up a corner of the lunch box, and some people silently threw it away, obviously not eating.

When Ming Hao and Shen Tuqiang passed, the three women who were cooking were very at a loss.

Ming glanced at the basin in front of him, and it was clear in an instant.

She said that the uncles and aunts in the village are not the kind of hypocritical people, if it weren't too unpalatable, they wouldn't vomit it directly, and they had just eaten enough in the past two years, and people wouldn't have become so squeamish.

And yet what she saw.

There was still a fire in the big stove next to him, and the dishes had already been enlarged in the pot, and Ming Hao was about to move, but he was stopped by Shen Tuqiang.

Shen Tuqiang threw two firewood into it, broke thin branches side by side, and put the whole lunch box on to steam.

Point to a slightly cleaner place on the side and let Ming Hao sit and rest.

Sure enough, there is a second brother here, and he doesn't need to do it.

But there is already a commotion around him.

"I told me how to cook! Feed the pigs better than this! ”

"Even if it's boiled directly, it won't be like this!"

"That's right, this rice is mushy and raw, this dish is slimy, and the meat is also ruined!"

Ming Hao leaned over and took a look.

Just one glance, Dengshi was shocked.

What are these things, yellow is not yellow, green is not green, and there are some purples, slimy and slimy, and it makes people unappetizing when they look at it!

Who made it? Absolutely dark cuisine.

After half a day of heavy physical strength, there are some people who have not eaten at all in the morning, everyone has already put their chests on their backs, and they still have to eat this kind of things that pigs don't eat, and no one will be in a better mood.

Being surrounded by such a group of people and accused, the three cooking aunts were about to cry.

Ming Hao happened to be standing in front of the stove, and when he saw this, he comforted dryly: "That...... Don't be sad, auntie, where is it like a pig food, where is a pig eating so ......"

The person listening on the side added: "It's not like pig food, pigs don't eat it!" ”

Ming Hao said again: "Everyone has done this kind of dark cuisine, I know a lot of people, and they are all unpalatable!" ”

Cooking aunt: What to do if you are more sad!

Minghao: I'm really not fit to comfort people.

The crowd was so angry that the aunts who cooked tried to explain.

"This ...... Just now you said that the eight treasure dishes made by Qiu Fang at that time were delicious, and we had also eaten them, and these things in our hands, this and that, were all made in the pot, and they quickly became a mess, and some of them were not cooked......"

It's okay not to say it, but this one, people who were originally hungry are even more angry.

"I don't have that ability, and I still learn from Qiufang's sister-in-law, I can't just do it crisply, just cook it casually, even if it is cooked in white water, it won't be like this!"

"Isn't it just, eat a big white meal now, and then you go to work in the afternoon?!"

The more you talk, the more you talk about it, when you are hungry, your temper is not much better.

Fortunately, a group of people surrounded the accusation, and when a woman quit, she stiffened her neck and said: "You will also say, I said that I didn't cook, I had to do it!" This kind of thankless work, how to do it is not satisfied with people anyway, receiving so many jobs is also suffocated to death, everyone takes rice, some people have to take not enough, and their eyes are sour,

There are three of us, we have to collect firewood, we have to make a fire to cook, these potatoes and those eggplants, we have to cook well, we don't dare to let go of this breath, for fear of making mistakes, do it like this, who would want to do it! Whoever has the ability will come! ”

This remark is like stabbing a hornet's nest.

"Tired of cooking or picking dirt, change it! It's really cheap and good! ”

"That's right, I was taking care of you at the time, and now I'm talking about this! I can't even eat. ”

Minghao was heating up rice next to the stove in the temporary pile, and at this time he was standing opposite everyone, and he quarreled at this time, only to find that this position was a little awkward.

She stiffened her head and said, "That...... If you have something to say, you can't solve the problem if you say so much now, will you? It made people from other villages look at the jokes. ”

Unexpectedly, no one appreciated it.

"To put it mildly, you're coming!"

The woman who cooked also looked unpleasant, "Solve the problem, how to solve this, it's good to have food, this dish is like this, love to eat or not!" ”

Minghao: Good people really can't do it.

"What a roar! Look what you can do! I can't eat it! Chu Shouren was holding two fish in his hand, and finally appeared.

A crowd of people gathered around again.

Minghao shrank his neck and picked up his lunch box, there were a lot of glutinous rice dumplings left in the morning, so they were all packed in, six rice balls, and two people ate almost enough.

As soon as the lunch box was opened, Minghao knew that he was pulling hatred.

Looking at her with all his eyes, the rice balls with oily gloss and diced bacon were fragrant when they looked at it, and some were wrapped in vegetable leaves, and I didn't know what it was like.

"See, this is what people eat!"

"I said why don't you bring rice, even if I don't bring it, who will eat pig food if you have food!"

Chu Shouren put the fish aside, "Shut up!" ”

It's just that if you don't stare for a while, you can make a fuss.

"What about this thing, although it looks a little unsightly, but who cooks it for it, I-" Chu Shouren took a pair of chopsticks, and then, reluctantly swallowed, his face darkened.

"What kind of dried bitter gourd is still in it!"

That's too much.

"So you guys, what can you do if you bring something messy?" The woman who cooks finally stiffened her waist.

Chu Shouren didn't entangle with them, if he couldn't eat, and the progress after that couldn't catch up, a few villages, Qingchuan Village would become a joke, and he really didn't think that one day, a large group of people would still be annoyed about eating.

He pointed to a few people on the spot and asked them to cook again.

"I said village chief, what is there now? Those peppers? Re-cooking, eating these two fish? How many people can eat? ”

"Besides, I'm so hungry that my eyes are dizzy now, and I can't see!"

"Scoop up this rice first, and then put it in water and simmer for a while to eat, the dish ......"

With such heavy physical work, how can you do it without eating vegetables.

It's not like Minghao, pulling a rope......

"Village chief, Ming Hao is full, let her think of a way, the young man's brain is alive, and it is Qiu Fang's family, this will be seen, right?" Someone suddenly proposed.

"That's right, look at her meat, she will definitely cook, and the cook is not thin!"

As soon as he said this, a string of eyes stared at him in unison.

Minghao, who had just eaten enough, held his breath and burped.

So, fat man = chef?

Auntie, such thoughts are unacceptable!

However, it has been recognized by many people, and I don't know if I am afraid of my turn.

"Yes, Qiu Fang can cook, she can even watch it."

"That's it, whoever is fat cooks!"

Before she could say anything, she was driven to the shelves!

I didn't expect you guys to be such a superficial bunch of people!

Mother-in-law, it looks like your signboard is going to smash here today.