Little Sister Li and the others ran over following the scent, as eager as wild dogs that had been hungry for half a month and wanted to grab food.

This is obviously not normal.

Lin Baici shouted several times, but couldn't stop them, so he knew it was another evil creature causing trouble.

Five minutes later, everyone was panting and rushed into a courtyard and stopped in front of a restaurant.

Above the door of the dining hall, there is a plaque saying "Xiangji Kitchen".

"canteen?"

Lin Baici took a sniff and it seemed like someone was making porridge.

good smell!

Hua Yueyu and the others pushed open the door and entered.

Crunch!

The door shaft made a heartbreaking sound.

Lin Baici was not tempted by the scent. He could have left. However, he hesitated, stepped over the one-foot-high threshold, and followed in.

boom!

The door was closed immediately after Lin Baici entered.

Lin Baici turned around and tugged at the wooden door.

very tight,

Can't open!

This dining hall, called Xiangji Kitchen, is a large place with fifty rectangular tables and wooden stools, which can accommodate six to seven hundred people dining at the same time.

On the north side is the kitchen. No one can be seen busy, but there is a strong aroma of porridge wafting out.

The old aunt found an empty seat and sat down, then started calling Lin Baici.

"Bai Ci, come and sit down!"

There were many people in Xiangji Kitchen. Lin Baici glanced at them. There were probably nearly a hundred people there, but they all looked frightened and were in no mood to speak.

In front of each of them, there is a large bowl filled with purple eight-treasure porridge.

Both the color and fragrance are very attractive, making people want to drink all they want just by looking at it.

"There are seven guests, each one has a bowl of fragrant porridge!"

A bold female voice resounded throughout the dining hall.

Lin Baici felt like he had entered Sun Erniang's black shop in Liangshan. Someone might rush out the next second, hack them to death, and then make stuffing for steamed buns.

Out of caution, they should have asked others to ask about the current situation, but Jin Yingzhen and the others were only thinking about 'eating' and could not care about anything else.

Lin Baici could only do it by himself.

He glanced around first, and then looked at the gray-haired man in his sixties who was sitting three meters across from him.

"Uncle, what's going on here?"

Lin Baici was very polite, but the uncle picked up the bowl, took a sip of porridge, ignored him, and started talking to Hua Yueyu.

"Beauty, why do you look so familiar to me?"

This old man often watches live broadcasts and likes little girls like this the most.

It would be better if I wore less clothes.

[An old and disrespectful old man who watches live broadcasts for free. He often pretends to be rich and flirts with female anchors, but in fact he is a stingy person. Every time he goes to the supermarket, he has to order something. If he is found out, he will lie down.

There is a heart attack on the ground!]

[Attention, if you see him fall, don’t help him, you will be blackmailed!]

[It is recommended to feed the dog after charcoal burning!]

God commented on Sanlian and said that this old man was useless.

Hua Yueyu didn't hear the old man's words at all. She stretched her neck and stared straight at the kitchen, staring at the kitchen.

Jin Yingzhen and the old aunt are similar.

Everyone didn't wait long, a cook strode out carrying a red lacquer tray.

There are seven bowls of porridge on it.

The bowl is so big that it can hold a person's head.

When Lin Baici saw the cook, his pupils shrank sharply.

The other party was wearing clean starched linen clothes, an apron, and a white square handkerchief wrapped around his head.

Her hands and feet are very nimble, and the smile on her face is very kind. She is only about two meters tall, has a strong back and a strong waist, and her arms are so thick that she can run a horse.

Lin Baici believes that when faced with such a cook, diners are definitely not thinking about how to eat the Overlord meal, but whether they can get out alive after finishing the meal.

"Seven bowls of happiness, wealth, longevity and happiness porridge!"

As the cook sang "Oi, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons" of porridge, she said in a loud voice.

It's steaming hot and the aroma of porridge fills the air, making people unable to help but move their index fingers.

"Use it slowly!"

After the cook finished shouting, she placed the tray on her lower abdomen with both hands, stepped aside virtuously, and looked at everyone with a smile.

Jin Yingzhen and others couldn't wait any longer. They didn't even use wooden spoons, but directly picked up the big bowl and poured it into their mouths.

Even though he was gritting his teeth and screaming, he didn't stop eating the porridge.

"..."

Lin Baici's mouth twitched as he looked at it.

The cook was very satisfied, but when she saw Lin Baici didn't move, the smile on her face immediately disappeared: "You... don't want to drink?"

"It's hot, let's cool down!"

Lin Bai's words were perfunctory.

“Drink it hot, it tastes better!”

The cook explained.

"I'm afraid of getting burned!"

Lin Baici forced out a smile.

"hey-hey!"

The uncle looked at Lin Baici with a look of gloating on his face, waiting to see his misfortune.

Someone didn't want to drink porridge just now, but the cook opened his mouth abruptly and poured it all in like pouring swill into a trash can.

"I'll help you!"

After the cook finished speaking, she put the tray on the dining table, stood in front of Lin Baici, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to help him drink porridge.

Lin Baici didn't dare to let the cook do it, so he quickly picked up the big bowl: "No, I can do it!"

Snoring!

Lin Baici took a sip of porridge.

Gan!

So hot!

The cook smiled again, put down her sleeves, and picked up the dinner plate.

"Don't worry, drink it, it's enough!"

After saying that, the cook walked to the kitchen.

Lin Baici waited until the cook turned around, then immediately lowered his head and spit the porridge in his mouth into the bowl.

Does anyone know if there is anything wrong with this thing?

He definitely doesn't drink.

Lin Baici was very cautious, with his mouth close to the bowl, and he kept peeking at the cook's back. If the cook noticed him spitting out the porridge, he would immediately take another sip.

By the way, the cook actually has a kitchen knife stuck to her waist?

A bit scary.

The cook didn't look back until she walked into the kitchen.

Lin Baici felt relieved and looked at the others.

Jin Yingzhen and the other six were drinking porridge. While drinking, they asked Lin Baici to try it quickly.

"Stop drinking!"
To be continued...