C339 Mu qinghuan is like a little wife

Mu Qinghuan wanted to go back on her words, but the people who were collecting firewood had all come over. That was to say, she could only bite the bullet and go kill the fish!

Holding a shiny blade, Mu Qinghuan tried a few times, but in the end, she couldn't bear to look at it directly. She put down the kitchen knife and pointed to the single dogs, "Why are you letting me kill fish? "What about you?"

Immediately, all of them looked at Mu Qinghuan as if she was an idiot.

To let Mu Qinghuan kill the fishes caught by the Fourth Brother was simply teasing and making trouble for her. No one dared to interfere.

Mu Qinghuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She clenched her teeth even more, wishing that she could blast a hole in the ground to hide in.

She felt that she was being treated as a little girl, and she felt helpless about it.

"Alright then, I'll kill the fish!" Mu Qinghuan picked up the kitchen knife, but put it down again, "I plan to cook some Red Braised Fish. You guys go and start a fire first, someone should have some seasoning, right? "Salt, vinegar, soy sauce, we can't eat any less, otherwise we won't be able to eat any more …"

Mu Qinghuan muttered to herself as she searched for the ingredients everywhere, planning to show off her skills but refused to. She was obviously changing the topic.

"One fish braised in red, one fish boiled in soup …" Feng Cheng pointed to the fish.

She was obviously a servant.

Mu Qinghuan bit her lips, stared at Feng Cheng, and then looked at the fish that was still jumping around him.

The sky gradually darkened and the night became as dark as ink. A cold wind blew past his ears and he could even hear the faint sounds of strange cries.

Mu Qinghuan trembled all over and sucked in a breath of cold air. She slowly raised his blade and aimed at the fish belly. However, after trying a few times, she still couldn't bear to kill it.

Everyone nearby could only stare blankly at each other as they looked at each other and smacked their lips.

Nangong Chen stared fixedly at Mu Qinghuan as he raised his blade, then put it down, his face filled with hesitation.

He then supported his forehead, got up from the cold stone bench, and walked straight towards Mu Qinghuan.

"How stupid."

Before she could even react, a warm breath came from behind. It was something she was used to, and she subconsciously rejected that breath.

"I'm cooking, do you still want to eat? Don't bother me!" Mu Qinghuan then pursed her dry lips, and raised her blade once again.

Closing her eyes nervously, Mu Qinghuan was about to chop downwards, but she was stopped by a strong force.

"It will hurt." Sensing that Mu Qinghuan had avoided speaking the truth, Feng Cheng was a little unable to accept Mu Qinghuan's stupidity.

"I thought you knew how to cook …" Feng Cheng's words made Mu Qinghuan unhappy, "I can cook, but I've never killed a fish with my own hands …"

"Poor little fishes, I'm not the one who wants to kill you, and I'm not the one who's going to catch you. Please don't get even with me …" Mu Qinghuan continuously chattered, causing Feng Cheng to laugh in a good mood.

"Do you want me to help you?" he asked.

"You wanted to help, but you've already helped …" Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt that it was strange and looked at him boringly, "Is NIIT going to help or not?"

After pausing for a moment, Mu Qinghuan returned the kitchen knife to Feng Cheng's hand, "How about this, you kill the fish, you kill the fish. I believe that a beast like you will be able to chop it into pieces! "

The corner of his mouth twitched, Feng Cheng coughed awkwardly, "Where should I cut?"

Mu Qinghuan carefully hooked his Lan Hua Finger, pressing the fish neatly onto the chopping board, "Wherever you want to cut them, just kill them first. Remember, don't chop my hand off! The hand is a woman's second face! "

Without waiting for Mu Qinghuan to finish, she heard a dull "bang" sound.

The fish was split in half.

Mu Qinghuan miserably caressed the corpse and placed it into the water to wash. She then looked at Feng Cheng with a slightly terrifying gaze, not saying a word after that.

Soon after, Feng Cheng easily settled all the fish.

Suddenly, he said to Mu Qinghuan, "If you don't kill this fish, we will all starve to death tonight. Don't hesitate when the time comes to be ruthless … "Especially in the shopping mall, you could be killed if you're not careful. At that time, you might not even be able to see what the other party did …"

Was he trying to justify himself?

Mu Qinghuan swallowed her breath in depression. She couldn't help but recall the morning after their divorce …

"Don't think too much... "Cooking!" Feng Cheng saw that Mu Qinghuan was distracted and immediately interrupted her.

Mu Qinghuan retreated a few steps, lowered her head and looked at the prepared wild vegetables and clean fish.

Without a electric cooker, one would need to be extra careful when cooking. Mu Qinghuan intentionally found a bamboo tube and pried open the surface layer, then washed everything inside clean. She smiled as she stuffed the raw rice in and steamed it.

Wild vegetables could only be stir-fried and emit the most natural fragrance. Mu Qinghuan took out an all-purpose soy sauce from her bag.

Those sauces were comparable to any kind of soy sauce.

Next was the fish. The stew was a bit troublesome, especially if one wanted to roast it and sell it well. It was obvious that the bottom of the stew was a pure milky white, so one had to cut some tofu.

It doesn't matter if you stew without tofu. While you stew the fish, boil a pot of boiling hot water.

When the fish was cooked, he poured the hot water into the pot and quickly covered the pot with the pot. In less than an hour, the soup's bottom was as pleasing to the eye as a woman's delicate, white skin.

A strong fragrance came out of the cold wind in an instant.

They all looked at Mu Qinghuan who seemed to be in a 'dream'.

"The food is ready …" Mu Qinghuan scooped up the food and scooped up a fragrant rice.

Everyone looked strangely at the bamboo tube rice and gave a thumbs up.

Even the picky Yan Naier kept nodding her head, "It's really delicious, Agent Mu is really good!"

Feng Cheng looked at Yan Naier awkwardly, "Eat less, lose weight!" Then, he stood up and helped Mu Qinghuan scoop a bowl.

"Miss Yan, I'm sure you always lose weight." Narcissus suddenly made fun of him.

Yan Naier pouted, "It's not the same, alright? During camping, you can eat rice that is even more delicious than usual, which makes it hard for people to calm down! "

"Just eat, even food can't stop your mouth!" Ming Chengyu suddenly snorted, causing everyone to laugh out loud.

"There's still a pot of fish soup, I'll go get it …"

Saying that, Mu Qinghuan turned around and went to pick it up.

Feng Cheng looked at Mu Qinghuan and felt that she really resembled a young wife.

Mu Qinghuan did not extinguish the fire because she wanted to keep it warm at night.

Mu Qinghuan only used the wet tissue to grab onto both sides of the pot and walked towards the table.

"Step aside!" "Move aside first!"

Suddenly, a strong force came over. Before Mu Qinghuan could react, she felt the pot of soup in her hands loosen up heavily, and her body was smashed away again …

The scalding hot fish soup suddenly sprinkled onto the Water Immortal's thigh …

A blank space appeared in his mind. Mu Qinghuan subconsciously raised her head.

"Who brought the medicine?" Di Erye's heart sank. If the Water Immortal was crying, then the Fourth Brother …

The tip of her nose was a little sore, so Mu Qinghuan quickly replied, "Sorry, the soup was all spread out by me. Miss Water Immortal, I'm sorry …"

Just as Mu Qinghuan turned around, she suddenly raised her head and grabbed her hand!