45. I’LL SEE HOW LONG YOU CAN ENDURE.

 

Bao Ye touched his bare butt, his forehead filled with black lines.

This time, it was his 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 finished laughing, he asked Bao Ye: “How is the scenery up there?”

Bao Ye scolded all of Dong Ling Ce’s ancestors in his heart, covered his mouth with his hands and shouted: “The scenery is beautiful, very good.”

“How good?”

“I saw a beautiful woman…”

Dong Ling raised his eyebrows, this guy really knows how to talk nonsense, it’s covered with dust, where can a woman come from.
“She has been crying and telling me that she is sorry. She gave birth to a son who is as good as a beast. If she had known that her son would be someone who likes torturing for his happiness, She would not have given birth to him in the first place.”

Dong Ling Ce narrowed his eyes, well, this guy is actually scolding him obliquely.

He flicked the rope hard, and Bao Ye 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 Bao Ye’s face.

He hurriedly caught it, it turned out to be a white pigeon.

Dong Ling Ce also saw it, stopped shaking the rope and said, “Catch some pigeons for me to make soup.”

Bao Ye looked at the pigeons in his hand speechlessly, and then at the sky full of dust. How can he find pigeons like this?

At this time, three figures flew past his eyes very fast.

Bao Ye was slightly taken aback when he saw the profile of one of them, he looked like one of his brother thirty years later.

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

“Where are you going?” Dong Ling Ce’s lazy voice reached Bao Ye’s ears.

“To Catch pigeons.” Bao Ye lied while looking at the place where the three disappeared. There was too much dust just now, so he couldn’t see clearly, and the other party was flying so fast, he passed by in a blink of an eye. Maybe he saw wrong. The most important thing is that his good brother was not born thirty years ago, and it is impossible for him to appear here, so he must have seen 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 through your lower body.”

 

“Then you’d better let the chef cook for you.” Bao Ye put the pigeon on the table, pulled off the tablecloth next to it to wrap around his lower body: “I’m afraid that even if I cook deliciously, you will deny it, then punish me again.”

How could Dong Ling Ce give him a chance to refuse, he used magic to create a mysterious light mirror, and saw Bao Ye outside leaving with a depressed expression on his face, holding the pigeon.

The corners of his lips curled up: “I’ll see how long you can endure.”

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

Lao Liu said with a bitter face: “The wind is too strong today. The chef has not come to the construction site. Deacon Tao asked the people from our health department to prepare meal. I have never cooked since I was a child, so I don’t even know how to cook.”

Nian Gao said with a sullen face, “Me too.”

The work of slaves is assigned, and there are slaves who are responsible for cooking. others can eat when they return to the slave dormitory after work. How can they have the opportunity to learn cooking? .

Bao Ye looked at the pigeon in his arms: “Did Deacon Tao say how many servings should we cook?”

“Deacon Tao said because it’s windy today, so there aren’t many people here working. Including the master and the three of us, there are 15 people in total.”

 

“Lao Liu, Nian Gao, the two of you are responsible for washing the vegetables.” Nian Gao asked: “Can you cook?”

“A little bit.” Bao Ye spent two years cooking for his adoptive father died, in order not to make him relax as much as possible.

Nian Gao hurriedly said: “If the food is not delicious for the master, you will be responsible.”

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

When Nian Gao and Lao Liu saw the speed of Bao Ye’s cutting vegetables, they were both dumbfounded. his knife skills were comparable to that of a chef. Although they had never seen a chef cooking, but in their eyes, Bao Ye became comparable as the chefs.
What surprised them even more was that the food cooked by Bao Ye was extremely delicious. Compared with their previous meals, it was simply the most delicious.

However, the slave chefs have to cook for thousands of people, so it fully cooked is the top level. The top slaves like the eldest sister of Lao Liu have never seen other people cook, and there is no recipe on how to cook nor do they care about food.

When it was time to eat, the deacons and Dong Ling Ce were surprised as they ate the food made by Bao Ye. Although it was not as good as the private chefs, it was quite delicious.
Dong Ling Ce asked, “Have you ever learned to cook?”

Bao Ye lied, “I learned it in my elder brother’s dormitory.”

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

Bao Ye exited the office and saw that the wind outside have stopped. After thinking for a while, he teleported back to the dorm. He had set up barriers on the beds in the shed last night, so the beds were not blown away.

He quickly changed his clothes, took the notebook given by Zhou Xiaochuan to investigate.

There were total of 364 people with the surname Bao or people with the same pronunciation as Bao in the book. After removing the females and children under the age of fifteen, there were only 64 people left.

When Bao Ye arrived at Beicheng District, the streets and alleys were in a mess, with fallen trees and sheds, all kinds of things 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, Bao Ye immediately put the matter of investigation behind him, and hurriedly said to the wounded slave: “Brother, your leg is broken, you don’t move. Let me check your wound.”

The male slave was startled by his ugly face first, and cried sadly: “Will my leg be okay?”

Bao Ye input his divine power: “Yes, take good care of your wounds, and you will definitely recover.”

“taking care…” The male slave looked sad, as a low-level slave, how could he have the conditions to take good care of his wounds.

Bao Ye went to the side to find rags and wooden boards to bind the slave’s legs.

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

 

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