"Then I'll use a baton."
"Okay, but there's no rush now. Just wait until we're out of the no-man's land and get it~"
"Okay~"
After studying the self-defense equipment for a while, they put it back into the box.
Su Yang glanced at the time and saw that it was already past five o'clock. He looked at the others and said, "Stop playing with this. Fatty, Xiao Ji, you two come with me to the kitchen and help me with something. We have a lot of dishes to cook later."
"Okay, no problem!"
......
At eight o'clock in the evening, a table full of delicious food appeared before everyone.
A variety of seafood, nine special home-cooked dishes and a big bowl of yam and chicken soup.
Su Yang opened a box of Maozi and took out all of it and placed it on the table.
"Alright, let's get started!!"
"Six bottles of white wine? Are you the God of Wine?" Chu Qiunan asked in surprise as he looked at the Maozi on the table.
"Hehe, you still don't understand the strength of my brother Yang and sister Pan."
Liu Bo picked up a bottle of Maozi and tossed it up and said, "Don't talk about them. I can blow a bottle of this stuff by myself~"
"Awesome?"
"Why would I lie to you? How about a competition?"
Hearing this, Chu Qiunan hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Forget it. After drinking a bottle of white wine, I won't go anywhere. I'll just go to the hospital and lie down."
Seeing this, Su Yang smiled and said, "Drink as much as you can. We never force people to drink. Everyone, please sit down!"
"Old Su, you are really good at cooking. This dish not only looks beautiful, but also smells delicious." Meng Wenzhou leaned over and fanned the hot steam coming out of the dish with his hand and said.
At this time, Meng Qianyu on the side smiled proudly, as if the dishes on the table were cooked by her.
"Brother, don't just smell it. You'll know how delicious it is after you eat it. I guarantee you've never eaten such delicious food in your life."
Meng Wenzhou turned to look at Meng Qianyu and said in disbelief, "What? It's not like I haven't eaten Lao Su's cooking before, is it really that exaggerated?"
"If you don't believe me, just try it~"
"I really don't believe it." Meng Wenzhou said, and without waiting for everyone to sit down, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of stir-fried beef and put it in his mouth to chew.
After chewing twice, his face suddenly changed and he stopped chewing.
The others held their breath and waited for his reaction.
Sudden!
Meng Wenzhou stood up straight, opened his eyes wide, ran to Su Yang, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and shouted: "Old Su!!! Are you a cooking god??"
"Why do I feel like you are scolding me~" Su Yang smiled helplessly.
"No, no, no, I'm talking about the God of Cooking!! The God of Cooking!!"
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