Number One Ugly Husband

章节字数：2020更新时间：18-03-2900：25

Baoye stroked his bare buttocks, drawing a few black lines on his forehead.

This time, it was the real "bird" that slipped out.

Fortunately, the sky is full of dust now, and the people below cannot see him flying in the sky.

When Dong Ling Ce was about to smile, he asked the people in the sky through sound transmission: "How's the scenery up there?"

After Baoye greeted Dongling Ce's ancestors in his heart, he covered his mouth with his hands and shouted: "The scenery is very beautiful."

"How good is it?"

"I saw a beautiful woman..."

Dong Ling raised his eyebrows, this guy really knows how to talk nonsense, it's full of dust, where is the woman coming from.

"She has been crying and telling me that she is sorry for me. She gave birth to a son who is not as good as a beast. She has long known that her son is so teasing and likes to base her happiness on the pain of others. She should not have given birth to me in the first place. This beast."

Dong Ling Ce narrowed his eyes, well, he actually scolded him obliquely.

He flicked the rope hard, and Baoye in the sky was thrown to the east and then to the west, just like a badminton being hit back and forth.

Suddenly, with a snap, something hit Baoye's face.

He hurriedly caught something that fell from his face, and when he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a white pigeon.

Dong Ling Ce also saw it, stopped and shook it and said, "Catch some pigeons for me to make soup."

Baoye looked at the pigeon in his hand speechlessly, and then at the sky full of dust, where would he find pigeon stew for the mentally ill.

At this time, three figures flew past his eyes at the speed of a large truck.

Bao Ye was slightly taken aback when he saw the profile of one of them. The other looked like a good brother 30 years later.

He hurried to catch up, but before he could go far, someone grabbed his wrist, and watched the three people disappear in front of him.

"Where are you going?" Dong Ling Ce's lazy voice reached Bao Ye's ears.

"Catch pigeons." Bao Ye was lying while looking at the place where the three disappeared. There was too much dust and dust just now, so he couldn't see clearly. The other party was flying so fast that he passed by in a flash. Maybe he misread it, but it's important. The most important thing is that his good brother was not born 30 years ago, and it is impossible to appear in this era, so he must be wrong.

In the end, Bao Ye caught two pigeons and returned to the building.

Dong Ling Ce looked at the pigeon in his hand and curled his lips: "Bring it to the kitchen and cook it for me. If it doesn't taste good, I'll pour it directly from your lower body."

"Then you'd better let your chef cook it for you, I don't have the skills of your chef." Baoye put the pigeon on the table, pulled off the tablecloth next to him to cover his lower body: "I'm afraid I will cook it deliciously." , you said it was not tasty, so you have a reason to punish me."

How could Dongling Ce give him a chance to refuse, and even swept out the door together with the pigeon, and then used magic to create a mysterious light mirror, and saw Bao Ye outside the door hugging the pigeon and leaving with a depressed expression on his face.

He raised the corner of his mouth: "See how long you can endure."

Baoye walked into the elevator with the pigeon in his arms, went down to the third floor, and met Lao Liu and the others.

The sixth child said with a bitter face: "The wind is too strong today. The chef in the staff restaurant did not come to the construction site. Deacon Tao asked the people from our health department to prepare the meals. I have never seen cooking since I was a child, so I don't even know how to cook. How to cook."

Nian Gao said with a sullen face, "Me too."

The jobs of the slaves are all assigned. There are slaves who are responsible for his cooking. They can eat when they get off work and return to the slave dormitory. How can they have the opportunity to watch others cook.

Bao Ye looked at the pigeon in his arms: "Did Deacon Tao say how many servings you want to cook?"

"Deacon Tao said that it's windy today, and not many people come to work in the building. Including the master and the three of us, there are 15 people in total."

"Fortunately, there aren't many people there." Bao Ye came to the restaurant kitchen with them: "Lao Liu and Nian Gao, the two of you are in charge of washing the vegetables."

Nian Gao asked, "Can you cook?"

"A little bit." Two years before his adoptive father's death, Bao Ye took over the cooking work in order not to make his adoptive father work so hard.

Nian Gao hurriedly said: "If the master thinks that the food is not delicious, you will be responsible."

Baoye rolled his eyes at him, handed the pigeon to Lao Liu, and started to boil water, wash rice and cook.

When Gao and Lao Liu saw the speed of Bao Ye's cutting vegetables, they were both dumbfounded. The knife skills and speed of the knife were comparable to that of a chef. Although they had never seen a chef cutting vegetables, but in their In his eyes, Bao Ye was almost the same as a chef.

What surprised them even more was that the food cooked by Bao Ye was extremely delicious. Compared with the previous meals, it was simply delicious in the world.

However, slave cooks have to cook for thousands of people, and the people who eat the vegetables are slaves, so it would be good if they can cook them well.The food they eat at home tastes similar to the food on the construction site. The eldest sister of the sixth child has never seen other people cook, and there is no recipe to teach them how to cook. Unappetizing.

When it was time to eat, the deacons and Dong Ling Ce were surprised when they ate the food made by Bao Ye. Although it was not as good as the chef, it was quite delicious to the slaves.

Tang Ling Ce asked, "Have you ever learned how to cook?"

Bao Ye lied: "I learned it in my elder brother's dormitory."

Dong Ling Ce picked up his chopsticks to eat, but stopped talking.

Baoye exited the office and saw that the wind outside had stopped. After thinking for a while, he teleported back to the slave shed. He had put a barrier on the beds in the shed last night, so the bed was not blown away.

He quickly changed his clothes, took his pocket and the notebook given by Zhou Xiaochuan to find someone.

There are a total of 360 people with the surname Bao or people with the same pronunciation as Bao in the small book. After removing the female gender and children under the age of 15, there are only 64 people left.

When Bao Ye came to Beicheng District, the streets and alleys were in a mess, with fallen trees and sheds, all kinds of sundries were piled up on the ground, and many wounded slaves were lying on the ground moaning in pain.

They were all people who were blown high by the strong wind and fell to the ground hard, so most of them had their legs broken.

Seeing such a scene, Baoye immediately put the matter of human beings behind him, and hurriedly healed the wounded slave: "Brother, your leg is broken and you can't move."

He stepped forward and held down a male slave who wanted to get up: "I'll show you."

The male slave was startled by his ugly face at first, and cried sadly, "Can my legs still recover?"

When Baoye checked him again, he quietly input divine power: "Yes, take good care of your wounds, and you will definitely recover."

"Heal well..." The male slave looked sad, as a low-level slave, he couldn't afford to recover well.

Bao Ye went to the side to find rags and wooden boards to clamp the slave's legs.

Concentrating on healing the slave, he didn't even notice that there were two men watching him not far away.