Chapter 6 You Won't Put Poison in It, Will You?
Jiang He:?
Everyone almost thought they were hallucinating.
Just agreed like that? Is this still the same Jiang Huan who just exposed the secrets and kicked the door?!
"You won't put poison in it, will you?" Ke Wenjun asked alertly.
"What a special request! I will try my best to meet it." Jiang Huan nodded.
This one sentence silenced Ke Wenjun.
When Jiang He saw that everyone's attention was turned to Jiang Huan again, she was immediately dissatisfied and went to help. This move once again won unanimous praise from the audience.
On this side, Jiang Huan did things neither hurriedly nor slowly.
The slender hands flew up and down, the scene was extremely beautiful, it didn't look like she was cooking, but rather like she was completing some kind of exquisite work of art.
[To be honest, if Jiang Huan wasn't so annoying, then...]
[No need to cook, I'm already full. This is the first time in my life I know how to write "beautiful food"]
[Everyone, hold on! This is definitely Jiang Huan's plan! She just wants to use this face to become popular again!]
[Please hide your favorites first. Of the ten most recent favorites, eight are Jiang Huan's beautiful gifs.]
"Do you need my help?" Fu Ran approached Jiang He, his voice as soft as water, with some bubbling sounds.
Jiang He's body stiffened. "No, I can do it myself!"
Then he quickly dodged Fu Ran's hand and ran away.
Jiang Huan and Fu Ran were the only ones left in the kitchen area.
The atmosphere was stagnant.
Fu Ran looked Jiang Huan up and down.
Suddenly he picked up the two bags of candy prepared by the program crew.
"Look at these two packets, one of white sugar and one of sugar substitute." His eyes were gloomy as he spoke word by word. "Although sugar substitute resembles sugar, it's not sugar after all. It doesn't have the taste, appearance, or texture of sugar. It just thinks it is sugar. So the real thing is the real thing, and I like the real thing the best—what do you think, Jiang Huan?"
Jiang Huan took the time to glance at him and said, "I understand."
Then, under Fu Ran's shocked gaze, he opened the genuine white sugar and poured it all into Fu Ran's noodles.
"If you like it, eat more." She pulled his hair, messing up the hairstyle he had made. "It's not like you can't afford it, you greedy girl. Don't say such shabby things next time."
She left.
Leaving the room in dead silence.
[No, I thought I just couldn’t hold my pee, but I didn’t expect that I couldn’t hold my laughter either, hahahahaha]
[Great! This is super insensitivity! There's hope for Chinese entertainment!]
[I understand. Jiang Bitch must have someone behind the scenes giving her advice when she appeared on the variety show this time. She needs to clean herself up~]
[I think Fu Ran is a bit scary. I felt it when he and He He were on the show before. He has a strong sense of yandere...]
Fu Ran's face looked grim, and his eyes turned cold as he stared in the direction Jiang Huan left.
Six bowls of egg noodles were placed on the table one after another, and several people sat down.
Jiang He picked up the fried egg in her bowl with her chopsticks and put it into Xie Jiumian's bowl.
"Brother Mian." She called softly but naturally, "The noodles I made are too plain, I'll give you my egg too."
As soon as the chopsticks came over, Xie Jiumian took the bowl away.
"No, I don't like tea eggs."
Jiang He was stunned: "This is a fried egg, not..."
She suddenly paused and her expression changed.
[Royal Translation: A Smell of Tea]
[Is this season so exciting? This couple doesn't look very peaceful either!]
Rather than saying it's not peaceful, it's better to say it's not familiar.
[The truth is out above. I guess they have been separated for a long time. They are just here to gain traffic. They may not even be together at all! ]
Jiang He took a deep breath and said aggrievedly: "I... I just saw that the noodles my sister made today were different from usual..."
"You haven't even tried it, how do you know the quality is different?" Jiang Huan interrupted, holding her chin in her hand. "Try it."
How delicious can vegetarian noodles be?
Jiang He curled her lips, but still picked up the chopsticks and the bowl, took a bite, and subconsciously began to praise it.
"Mmm, it's delicious! Everyone, eat some! My sister is an amazing cook!"
Jiang He didn't even chew it and called on everyone else present to join in.
However, before she could say another word, a smell that rushed straight to her head made her vomit out.
"yue!"
But this voice came a step too late.
Except for Fu Ran, everyone present had already eaten.
The live broadcast room was suddenly filled with vomiting sounds.
"It's spicy! It's so spicy that it's killing me!"
Meng Yue was instantly upset and rushed to the kitchen crying.
Two lines of mustard flowed from Jiang He's nostrils, and Ke Wenjun instantly became tongue-tied.
"Mustard...mustard! You...put so much mustard in the egg noodles!"
【Abuse Value +5000】
【Abuse Value +8000】
[Abuse Value +9999]
…
Flashing numbers came from all directions and lit up above everyone's head.
Jiang Huan felt refreshed and glanced at the progress bar.
From the time he appeared on the show until now, his abuse value has reached nearly 80,000, one step closer to one million.
On the stage, three of the six guests fell down.
The only one left, Xie Jiumian, ate without changing his expression.
Jiang Huan, the instigator, smiled and spread her hands: "Sorry, I'm timid. This is my first time on a show, and my hands are shaking badly. Maybe I added too much ingredients."
[You added too much, you added two noodles to a large amount of mustard.]
[No kidding, Meng Yue's bowl of noodles is redder than my grandma's quilt, and she dares to eat it]
[I knew she was up to no good!]
[Why is Xie Jiumian still eating? Director, turn him over to see if he's gone.]
Jiang Huan didn't care about that. She looked at the 2-point increase in the abuse value on the panel with satisfaction, and glanced at Xie Jiumian.
His bowl contained a lethal amount of salt. Does this guy have no sense of taste?
Jiang Huan retracted her gaze and aimed at Fu Ran again: "A Ran, why don't you eat? There are a lot of authentic foods in here, you like them the most."
Fu Ran had a gloomy face and said nothing.
"Ah? Are you into fakes again? Never mind, I just happened to have it with me..."
Jiang Huan took out a packet of sugar substitute and pretended to tear it open.
Veins popped up on Fu Ran's forehead. He instantly snatched the bowl away, lowered his head and started eating, not giving her a chance to add more ingredients!
Fortunately, compared with others, his bowl was just a little nauseating, and he gave up after retching a few times.
Xie Jiumian, who had already leisurely finished the bowl of egg noodles with "additional ingredients" made by Jiang Huan, brought another bowl out from the kitchen and pushed it in front of Jiang Huan.
"I don't want to eat."
Jiang Huan pushed it back.
She has a sensitive taste, so she is always picky about food.
She doesn't eat more than 200 kinds of food in the human world, including onions, coriander, leeks, various types of blood, beef, chicken, garlic, etc.
Xie Jiumian only uttered four words: "You will like it."
"I said no..."
He picked up some noodles with chopsticks and touched her mouth.
Jiang Huan suddenly froze, her raven eyelashes trembled, her nose twitched, and her ears moved as well.
Hmm? This smell...
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