806: C806 You really have a foresight

C806 You really have a foresight

You really have foresight

"Hu hu"

"Zi zi"

Under the cover of night, the bonfire burned furiously. The roasted chicken made sizzling noises as the aroma of meat wafted through the air.

"Well done. However, although roasted chicken looks simple, it's actually not that simple either. It's easy to roast, but hard to roast." Looking at Yang Liefeng who was occasionally flipping his wooden pole that was used to roast chicken, Yang Ling chuckled as he said to Yang Liefeng who was facing him.

"That's right, roasting it is easy, roasting it is harder. Moreover, there is a difference between eating it and eating it," Yang Liefeng said as he chuckled upon hearing this.

"It seems that you really know how to roast chicken. However, it is impossible for one to roast more than I do." Yang Ling said very confidently.

Hearing that, Yang Liefeng was startled, and thought to himself: "Could it be, that girl's barbecuing techniques were also taught to her by someone on the level of the Master Chef?"

"Someone taught you how to roast meat?" Looking at Yang Ling, Yang Liefeng asked.

Hearing that, Yang Ling was startled, then immediately after, she laughed: "No one can teach me, moreover, my roasting skills, are comparable to the roasted meat of some of the top hotels, who can teach me!"

"Is that so? Since you're so confident, then there's no point in competing with us. Let's add some conditions, what do you think?" After Yang Liefeng heard this, a crafty look flashed past his eyes, and with a smile, he asked Yang Ling.

Hearing that, Yang Ling was startled, then immediately after, she asked: "What are the conditions?"

Yang Liefeng's starry eyes moved as he laughed, "If the roast meat I make is better than yours, then you won't be able to follow me anymore."

"What if the roast I make is better than the one you make?" Hearing that, Yang Ling became spirited and asked.

"Go ahead." Yang Liefeng said straightforwardly.

"If the roast meat I make is better than yours, you have to let me know immediately that you don't dislike me." Yang Ling said with a cold smile.

"Alright, I promise you!" The condition that Yang Ling put forward was actually very difficult to fulfil, but Yang Liefeng was confident that he would definitely win, hence, he agreed to it without hesitation.

"So fast? Are you sure you can do it? " Yang Ling frowned, staring straight into Yang Liefeng's eyes, she asked.

Yang Liefeng laughed and said: "You ask this, could it be, you don't dare?"

"What is there to be afraid of? In any case, you will definitely lose. I'm just worried that if you lose by then, you won't be able to fulfill the conditions I put forward." Yang Ling straightened his back, revealing a proud arc, and said proudly.

"Don't worry about that. If I lose, I will definitely do it." Yang Liefeng said very confidently, but the reason for his confidence was not because he was confident enough to achieve it, but because he did not need to do it, but because he would definitely win!

"Alright then!" Seeing how confident Yang Liefeng was, Yang Ling finally believed in him.

"Zi zi"

The bonfire burned and the fragrance of roasted chicken wafted through the air.

As time passed, and they reached a critical moment, Yang Liefeng and Yang Ling did not dare to be distracted anymore. At this moment, if they were not careful and grilled the roasted chicken easily, it would be hard to eat.

The two of them cast their gazes on their roasted chicken. They rotated the wooden sticks in their hands, causing the roasted chicken to turn around and allow the roasted chicken to evenly withstand the barbecue from the bonfire.

"It's time!" Yang Ling suddenly moved the roasted chicken away from the fire. She felt that it was time to stop the barbecue and light the fire.

But Yang Liefeng didn't do so.

Seeing that Yang Liefeng was still roasting the chicken, the corner of Yang Ling's mouth hooked up into a disdainful smile. Then, from his Qiankun bag, he took out a jar of bought grilled meat seasoning, opened the lid of the jar and sprinkled it onto the roasted chicken.

"Hm, it smells so good!" Smelling his roasted chicken, Yang Ling said with satisfaction.

At this time, Yang Liefeng also suddenly removed the roasted chicken from the fire. From his Qiankun bag, he brought out a special pot of grilled chicken seasoning and scattered it on top of the roasted chicken.

"You've even prepared a barbecue sauce. It seems like you've grilled the chicken quite a number of times. However, compared to me, you're still lacking. You don't need to eat it to know that the grilled chicken I've made is better than the one you've cooked!" Seeing that Yang Liefeng's Heaven and Earth Pouch was also stocked with barbeque spices, Yang Ling was a little surprised, but soon after, revealed a complacent smile, and said to Yang Liefeng.

After Yang Liefeng heard this, he smiled playfully and asked: "Why do you say that?"

Yang Ling laughed complacently, and said: "You've grilled it for too long, it's past the best time!"

"What is it? "You set the best time?" Yang Liefeng grinned and asked.

"You ?" Yang Ling heard this and was immediately angered. She then said coldly, "Fine, you've lost anyways, you have to fulfill the conditions you had set. Now, I'll let you have your last taste!"

"I lost? You don't need to say it so early, do you? " Yang Liefeng laughed playfully, and asked.

"Fine, I'll make you give up. Give me one of your chicken legs, I'll give you one of my chicken legs, and you can eat it yourself. Of course, if you deliberately say that your unpalatable chicken leg is better than mine because of the difference in taste in each person's mouth, I won't let you off!" Yang Ling tore off one of his roasted chicken legs, then walked towards Yang Liefeng and said.

Yang Liefeng had a face of playfulness, laughed, and said: "You spoke very well, you must remember, do not invert black and white, or else, you will be looked down upon!"

"You're really full of confidence!" At this time, Yang Ling could not help but sneer at Yang Liefeng.

"Here you go." Yang Liefeng tore off a roasted chicken leg and gave it to Yang Ling. Then, he received the roasted chicken leg that Yang Ling had given him.

"Your roasted chicken drumstick looks pretty good, and it smells good when compared to mine. However, when you start eating, you must want to eat it," Yang Ling had not finished speaking when she wanted to eat it, then told Yang Liefeng that the roasted chicken she made was far from being as delicious as hers, and as a result, when she ate it, she was instantly stunned, her eyes widened slightly, and dense shock surfaced in her eyes. Her face was filled with disbelief.

"No, that's impossible, right?" After a long while, Yang Ling finally said with a face full of shock.

Yang Liefeng ate a mouthful of Yang Ling's roasted chicken leg and evaluated: "It's not bad, but compared to the one I roasted, it's much worse, what do you think?"

"How could this be? How could you roast the barbecue so delicious?!" Yang Ling loved to eat barbecue, and had even eaten barbecue made by many people, but they all felt that it wasn't as delicious as the one cooked by herself. However, the barbecue that Yang Liefeng roasted was the most delicious barbecue she had ever eaten, including any other barbecue she had eaten before.

"How is it compared to your roasting?" Yang Liefeng asked with a playful smile on his face.

"I admit, it's much more delicious than what I've roasted. I wholeheartedly accept it." Yang Ling did not invert black and white as he spoke honestly.

"Then, in this contest, you've lost. After eating the roasted chicken, we'll part ways!" Yang Liefeng said excitedly.

"You want to be separated from me that much?" Yang Ling stared at Yang Liefeng and asked.

"You can't be going back on your word, right?" Hearing that, Yang Liefeng's heart tightened, and he asked in fear.

Seeing that, Yang Ling became even more gloomy, she fiercely stared at Yang Liefeng, and said: "I, Yang Ling, am a man of my words, don't worry, I will no longer bother you."

"Alright." Yang Liefeng originally wanted to cheer, but he was afraid that it would excite Yang Ling, so he restrained the excitement in his heart and tried his best to sound calm as he said that.

"That, can you give me this roasted chicken to eat!" Yang Ling looked at the roasted chicken in Yang Liefeng's hand and asked embarrassedly.

Yang Liefeng was startled, but immediately smiled: "Of course there's no problem."

Yang Liefeng was in a good mood. As long as he could get rid of Yang Ling, even if he had to roast the remaining wild chickens and rabbits for her to eat, Yang Liefeng would be willing.

"That's great, thank you!" Yang Ling said gratefully, this roasted chicken, was simply too delicious.

"Mm, here you go. If you feel like you don't have enough to eat, I can roast the remaining roasted chickens and rabbits for you to eat. All of them are for you." Yang Liefeng said as he handed the roasted chicken to Yang Ling.

"Really?" Yang Ling asked excitedly.

"Of course." Yang Liefeng laughed and said: "You eat. I will go find some wood and roast the rest."

"Alright." Yang Ling nodded strongly and said.

Very quickly, Yang Liefeng returned with a lot of firewood, and began to roast.1

"You really have foresight!" said while laughing, his eyes filled with playfulness.

"Hmm? What foresight? " Yang Ling, who was happily eating, paused for a moment and then, she asked with a blank expression.

Yang Liefeng laughed playfully, and said: "You truly have foresight. You have indeed wasted a roasted chicken."

Hearing that, Yang Ling was startled, then she reacted, immediately her beautiful face flushed red.

Before, she had always thought that Yang Liefeng had wasted his roasted chicken. But now, the facts had proven that the person who wasted his chicken, was her. She, who had eaten Yang Liefeng's roasted chicken, her roasted chicken, and didn't want to eat it anymore.

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