One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

Malone took out three food sacs and kept pulling out various kinds of food from them.

As the saying goes, many hands make light work, and Zhang Lingyu, Liu Yanyan, and the others quickly got to work.

However, the food that Ma Long brought was almost entirely meat, which made Rong Shan, who was working diligently, frown repeatedly.

Seeing that Ma Long had also brought dough, he went over and found that it was filled with pork and scallions, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Ma Long noticed something amiss and asked, "Master Rongshan, do you also not eat any meat?"

Rongshan nodded in a deep voice: "Yes, Master doesn't eat meat either."

Malone laughed and continued taking things from the food pouch: "Hehe, I was prepared."

This is filled with cabbage and glass noodles, it should be edible!

After Rongshan took it, he happily started making dumplings.

Everyone got busy. Some were responsible for picking vegetables, while others were washing, grilling, and marinating. Just when no one was paying attention, Feng Baobao picked up a deck of cards that happened to have fallen at her feet.

She picked it up and looked at it for a moment, her wise eyes clearly deep in thought. She realized that everyone else had their own things to do, but she didn't.

Ma Long once told himself that when you find that everyone else has something to do, you should also find something to do for yourself.

So he racked his brains and came up with what he wanted to do.

Clutching a deck of cards, she nonchalantly walked straight toward the only bystander present, the Old Master.

"Old man, do you know how to play poker?"

Watching the younger generation busily working together in harmony, the old master was enjoying his tea, and many memories flooded his mind.

Suddenly, a girl with exquisite makeup, but still unable to hide her slovenly appearance, walked towards her holding a deck of cards.

"Ahem~ This old man, of course I know how."

Fortunately, the old master was experienced and knowledgeable, and he was not flustered at all in this small situation. He just coughed a few times and put down his teacup.

"Little girl, what do you want to play? I'll play with you."

With the old master's agreement, Feng Baobao continued to ponder.

"Playing Dou Dizhu? That might not work. There are only two of us. Let me think... What else did Longlong teach me..."

At this moment, Ma Long, who was holding an iron skewer and directing everyone to work, was pulled by Wang Ye, and he immediately turned his head to look.

"Old Wang, what's wrong? Do you want to skewer meat too? If not, you can continue picking vegetables."

"Come on, stop giving me these nonsensical instructions. Do we need tactical commands to skewer meat?"

Go and check on that woman, see what she's doing!

Wang Ye pointed to Feng Baobao in the distance, who was sitting opposite the Old Master, seemingly lost in thought.

"Damn it, why didn't you say so sooner!"

Ma Long was shocked. He dropped the iron skewer, jumped off the bench, and came over to Feng Baobao.

"Baby, what are you thinking about!"

When Feng Baobao saw Ma Long coming over, she looked up and said, "Oh, I was thinking about what games can be played with poker."

What I just mentioned about "spinning turtles" is something the old man doesn't want to do, and he doesn't know how to play "train" (a game similar to arranging trains).

"Oh right, once you're done with your work, the three of us can play cards!"

After listening, Ma Long looked at the helpless old master, his heart pounding and sweat beading on his forehead.

"Grandpa, what do you think? How about the three of us play Dou Dizhu?"

Ma Long mustered his courage and asked the old master. When the old master nodded, he sat down at the other corner of the round table.

Before he could even speak, Feng Baobao had already started happily shuffling the cards.

"Alright, let's start drawing cards!"

As Feng Baobao placed the cards on the table, she casually picked up the top card.

The movement was so calm and smooth that even the old master, who had seen many grand occasions, had a strange glint in his narrowed eyes.

Ma Long was prepared. When Feng Baobao placed the cards on the table, he subconsciously raised his hand. Just as he was about to touch the second card, he suddenly stopped.

Then, looking at the silent old master, he cautiously asked, "Would you like to go first?"

The old master said expressionlessly, "You go first, it's all the same."

So the three of them took turns drawing cards until only three cards remained.

Ma Long began to examine the strength of his hand. He had a straight and a three-of-a-kind, a very good hand, but the only drawback was that his hand strength was not strong.

However, the remaining three cards could give him an extra boost, and he wouldn't miss the chance to open a blind box.

He thought for a moment and said, "Call them landlord!"

Feng Baobao's hand was even more neat, with a rocket, a pair, and a small straight. Since Ma Long had already called for the landlord position.

She had to seize the initiative: "I want to rob the landlord!"

The old master's hand was also not bad, with four twos and two straights. He also started to think: "What kind of hands do these young people have that they dare to shout like that?"

Alright, I'll teach you a lesson then.

"I'll take it!"

After arranging his cards, the old master was about to bid for the landlord position when he suddenly noticed that Feng Baobao had already inserted the three bottom cards into her own deck.

She looked up at the old Taoist master: "Oh, old man, you want to rob me?"

Be quicker next time! If you're going to grab it, hurry up and do it!

It turns out that when Feng Baobao shouted "Rob the landlord!", she had already reached for the bottom card, leaving the others no time to react.

The old master nodded: "Alright, alright, is that how you play it?"

Feng Baobao prepares to play her card: "A pair!"

When it was Ma Long's turn, he shook his head: "I can't play, my hand is weak!"

When it was the old master's turn to play, he saw that Feng Baobao's pair was very long, and if he let it go, he might not be able to play it later.

"Young lady, I'll play four twos!"

Ma Long looked at the four cards on the table: "Wow, you've got a really strong hand!"

sharp."

Feng Baobao, however, disagreed: "Oh, old man, your bomb is huge."

But I'm going to blast you with a rocket!

Without saying a word, Feng Baobao threw out two cards, namely the two Jokers.

Ma Long and the old master remained silent, before they could speak.

Feng Baobao threw out the rest of her cards: "A straight!"

I've finished playing my cards, now you shuffle them!

The game had barely begun when it was already over.

Malone stared at the seventeen cards he had just warmed in his hand: "Holy crap, what happened!"

Finished?

What kind of magical brand is this?!

The old master also threw out the remaining cards in his hand, leaving Ma Long with no choice but to shuffle the cards.

In the following matches, Ma Long didn't bid for the landlord position at all. There was nothing he could do; he couldn't beat Feng Baobao, and he didn't dare to bid for the Old Master.

Interestingly, regardless of which side Feng Baobao was on, she always played a restrained hand and never lost.

The old master played the landlord more than ten times, but each time he was perfectly suppressed by Ma Long and Feng Baobao.

"Is there something wrong with this hand? I have such a good hand, how can I not win?"

Ma Long and Feng Baobao seemed to have great chemistry, making it impossible for the old master to win.

I played the landlord more than ten times and shuffled the cards more than ten times.

"You two are really something, bombarding me with bombs and rockets like crazy!"

"Hehe, you're too strong, we have no choice but to go all out!"

The old master looked up and saw that Zhang Lingyu had almost finished her work: "Lingyu, come help your master shuffle the cards!"