The woman was raised by the big guys (MTL)

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    Luo Yesheng walked up to the rooftop with the boiling soup pot, and saw a gadget in it to play with. He put the bottom of the soup pot on the stove that was set up next to the table-the stove was the leftover rocking chair from the previous combination. of bamboo strips.

    With a flick of the fingertips, a wisp of sparks floated in, and the dried bamboo strips ignited, with small holes underneath for adding bamboo strips - the perfect outdoor stove.

    "Uncle Luo, look."

    "What is this?" Luo Yesheng took the metal thing the size of a palm, "Waffle pan?"

    Grandpa: "..."

    "No." He explained, "This is Jiugongge hotpot!"

    Luo Yesheng: "..."

    "Grandpa made it." He said, "Grandpa said that Jiugongge looks like this."

    Luo Yesheng's eyes suddenly turned to the rooftop, and suddenly found that the guardrail in the distance was missing a corner— ―Obviously it was made by grandpa.

    The metal ability really wants to melt anything, as long as it is metal!

    He carefully looked at the "waffle pan" in his hand, touched Bianbian's head, and returned it, without attacking his grandfather's "handwork".

    However, the words on the side gave Luo Yesheng inspiration. Yes, there is no Jiugongge pot, but there is a metal ability like grandpa, which can make grandfather fuse one according to the Jiugongge.

    However, after thinking about it, Luo Yesheng dismissed the idea, and it's okay to rush to grandpa's craft.

    He taught Bianbian how to cook hot pot.

    "Be careful, don't burn your hands." Luo Yesheng couldn't help but rinse a piece of bacon and bacon in the hot pot. Although the taste was a bit strange, it still couldn't hide the aroma of the hot pot.

    It is simply better than all the hot pots I have eaten before the end of the world.

    Is it because I haven't eaten it for too long, or because this bag of hot pot seasoning was given by a boss?

    Probably both.

    Because the bacon with the soup base was a little weird, Luo Yesheng didn't feed it to Bianbian. After teaching Bianbian how to rinse it, he hurried back downstairs to prepare the remaining ingredients.

    He moved the small bench and sat in front of the stove.

    Originally wanted to wait for the two uncles to come together, but the tumbling bottom of the pot, the red oil and spices rose and fell, and the unique fragrance scrambled to tempt the sense of smell. Involuntary secretion of saliva.

    So the little girl, with a small sense of guilt, quickly picked up a few pieces of potato chips with long chopsticks and put them into the pot.

    The third-level zombie squatted on the ground a meter away, looking at it eagerly, the strange fragrance obviously attracted him.

    He held a plate of bacon in his hand, looked at the tumbling hot pot, and then looked at the bacon in his hand.

    The third-level zombie decisively put down the bacon and waited for the feeding like a hungry ghost.

    Usually two zombies eat at the table, but their tableware is separated from the food and the side. Luo Yesheng also wears gloves to wash the dishes separately, and then uses the fire ability to sterilize them after washing.