Yang Xiaoli laughed very happily when he heard it, and nodded his little head: "Boss, have a good rest at home. I will bring you some fruit to eat."
"Don't worry, I will definitely come back to cook at noon."
Yan Mofei raised his hand: "No, I'll go out to eat."
Yang Xiaoli smiled even more happily: "Then tell me when you've eaten. Enjoy it first. I'll pay you the bill after I get my salary."
Yan Mofei nodded contentedly: "Well, that's good."
As expected, Yan Mofei was scolded again.
"Isn't this a variety show? Aren't all the guests here? Why is he still acting like the boss here?"
"It's damnable. He's paralyzed at such a young age. Everyone should forgive him."
"Xiaoli, why did you end up with such a bad man? Just abandon him. My arms are wider and warmer than yours."
"How can he be so shameless? He actually lets his woman earn money while he enjoys his leisure time at home."
"Is there anyone from the production team who can take Didi's beating? Please help me beat up the guy who pays 10,000 yuan, specifically the face. Please help."
"Substitute +1, I'll give you 30,000."
Zhang Xinjie, Yu Lian and Yuan Yiyi also joined the team picking fruit.
Diao Hao looked at the team which was full of women and for a moment he didn't know whether he should follow.
He was so noble, and it was a matter of face that he went with him to chop wood yesterday. But today, should he go out and earn money? Or should he wait for Yuan Yiyi to support him, and then transfer some money to her as a reward after the show is over?
At worst, just treat it as hiring a nanny and pay her as a senior nanny.
While he was hesitating, he saw Yan Mofei walking towards him with a knife.
Damn, are you going to resort to violence just because of a disagreement?
What's more, I haven't even spoken to Yan Mofei today.
Unexpectedly, Yan Mofei passed him and went straight to Bilun's room: "Senior, are you ready?"
Biren came out with a hatchet: "Okay, let's go."
Yu Xiuming went out to buy some buns and brought two pots of water to meet up with the others.
Now the girls were responsible for going out to earn money, while they were responsible for going up the mountain to chop firewood.
This is the plan for today.
Diao Hao was dumbfounded. Chopping wood again and again. His palms were sore and felt like they were blistered.
Just as he was hesitating whether to go chop wood, several people just looked at him and then left.
Damn, they didn't even want to take me with them.
Now he was the only one in the whole yard, and there was a cameraman accompanying him who was filming him yawning.
[This is a crappy A-list actor who can't even act properly and has no variety show talent at all. He has a deadpan expression every day and is incredibly boring.]
He glanced at the other guys who were filming with him, his eyes full of envy.
Look, that's what it means to be lively.
The audience was dumbfounded when they saw Yan Mofei's subsequent series of actions.
"Is it too late to take back what you just said?"
"He actually lied to avoid worrying Xiaoli. It turns out he has to do the hardest work. I was wrong. He is the best boss in the world."
"Why would I criticize such a good person? Is my brain filled with lard?"
"You reversed it yesterday, and you guys actually made the same mistake today. Unlike me, I never scolded him from the beginning."
"I remember your ID. You're the one who cursed the most."
"I don't believe it. He didn't chop wood yesterday. Even if he took a knife today, it might just be a show."
"He probably doesn't even know how to chop it."
"Don't wait until you fail to chop the wood and end up chopping your own legs, right?"
But soon those who were still doubtful were slapped in the face, as they saw that the hatchet was being thrashed into pieces in Yan Mofei's hands.
He chopped forward, backward, vertically, and horizontally, cutting each tree one by one, as easily as if he were cutting a watermelon.
Even a branch as thick as an arm could be cut in two strokes in his hand.
In addition, he was very good at climbing trees. He could reach the top of the tree in a flash and only picked dead and dry branches.
Yan Mofei was responsible for chopping them, and Yu Xiuming was responsible for picking them up and tying them up. Soon, several bundles appeared on the ground.
Zhang Xintao and Bi Lun finally joined the firewood collection team.
In just one morning, ten bundles of firewood appeared on the ground, each of which looked no smaller than Yang Xiaoli's bundle.
Amazing, there is no other word to describe it except amazed.
"Was I blind before? I mistook a good pearl for a fish eye. From today on, Yan Mofei is my big brother, and I am his little brother. Big brother, accept my greetings."
"My mother asked me why I was kneeling, and I said, 'I was stabbed.'"
"It turns out he didn't go by himself yesterday not because he couldn't, but because he was afraid we would feel inferior."
"Compared to him, I'm nothing."
"God, this is a true god. How did he do it? Isn't he tired? Does he have such great strength?"
"Every blow seems to cut into my heart. Brother, could it be that I am yours from now on?"
"Tell me, what else can't he do?"
"As a long-time fan of Mo Fei, I want to say that he will blow up the kitchen!"
The crowd could no longer listen to this sentence. In their minds, Yan Mofei had become synonymous with omnipotence.
What do you mean he doesn't? Oh, that's just because he doesn't want to.
If Yan Mofei is a mortal, then you are all ants.
Yan Mofei breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected the system's reward of exceptional stamina to be used for this. Coupled with his skill with a knife and his mastery of technique, he was able to complete such a task in such a short time.
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