Chapter 1807
Ancestor of the Cang family: "..." Why?
"Elder Feng, I did this specially for you." He gritted his teeth and reminded him.
"You can't eat what you cooked for me?" Elder Feng asked with a cold face.
"Of course, I made it for you, how could I bear to eat it!" said the ancestor of the Cang family.
"Okay, but aren't there still ones there? You can make some for yourself now." Elder Feng asked.
"Uh... Okay, then I'll eat with you." Bite the bullet, the Cang family ancestor agreed.
Then, step by step, he walked stiffly like a guillotine towards the pile of stinky tofu that had not been fried.
The smell of stinky tofu after being oiled is really amazing.
Even Feng Qiyue, who thought stinky tofu was delicious, couldn't help but want to vomit.
Mainly, I don’t know how the ancestors of the Cang family made this stinky tofu. It smells really weird.
It was definitely not just smelly, it seemed to be mixed with other smells.
A rotten stinking ditch?
The silt in the river that has not been cleared for many years?
A latrine that hasn’t been cleaned in three years?
All in all, the smell is quite complex.
For a moment, Feng Qiyue doubted whether the stinky tofu she had eaten before could be considered stinky tofu.
Anyway, there is no comparison with what the ancestors of the Cang family made with their own hands!
Not long after, a plate of freshly baked stinky tofu was ready.
The ancestor of the Cang family stared at the plate of stinky tofu as if looking at the enemy who killed his father, not knowing what he was thinking.
Feng Qiyue and others covered their mouths and noses, held back their breaths, and stared at the plate of stinky tofu in the hands of the ancestors of the Cang family with confusion. They wanted to know whether the ancestors of the Cang family would risk their lives to eat that.
The King of Dark Cuisine.
"Can this warrior eat it?"
"Can you eat dead people?"
"Will it be poisoned?"
Several big bosses were shocked by the courage of the ancestors of the Cang family, and at the same time, they were also having extremely joyful message exchanges.
"Feng, Elder Feng, I've done it." After staring at the stinky tofu like his father's killer for a long time, the ancestor of the Cang family took a deep breath and finally said.
"Well, eat it while it's hot!" the Feng clan elder said coldly and without any emotion.
"Are we together?" The Cang family ancestor closed his eyes and demanded strongly.
"You eat first," Elder Feng said.
"Okay, then!" The ancestor of the Cang family took a few deep breaths again, and at the same time closed his eyes tightly, shutting down his five senses, and then fiercely picked up a piece of stinky tofu and put it into his mouth regardless.
He originally thought of swallowing it without chewing it, but he didn't expect that the smell of stinky tofu was so strong that he couldn't hold it back and spit it out.
"It tastes so bad that it makes you vomit?" Elder Feng glanced at the dark things on the ground and said with a half-smile.
"No, it's not bad. I didn't bite it and it fell off." The ancestor of the Cang family simply opened his eyes and told lies.
"Oh, let's continue. There's a lot on the plate. Eat them all." Elder Feng knew clearly that the ancestor of the Cang family was talking nonsense, but he didn't even think of exposing him.
The ancestors of the Cang family were forced into this situation, and they had to eat it even if they had no choice but to bite the bullet!
Otherwise, wouldn't everything he has done be in vain?
So, he closed his eyes again, gritted his teeth, shut down his five senses, cut off his wrists, and ate all the stinky tofu on the plate without thinking about anything.
"warrior!"
"This is a true warrior!"
"Lost, lost."
Chapter completed!