Not long after, the bell struck twelve o'clock.
The maid Su Xiaoqian followed the hostess downstairs, and when she saw Zhu Fugui serving the dishes, she said something to the hostess, and walked quickly to the kitchen to serve the dishes with Zhu Fugui.
With the cooperation of the two, the dishes were put on the table in a short while. However, at the end of the serving, Su Xiaoqian's face turned ashen. The dish she served happened to be the 'three-squeaky dish'.
Seeing the dying mice piled up together, she almost shook her hands and put the dishes on the table. She hated mice the most in her life, and she almost couldn't help throwing the plate out just now.
All kinds of dishes have been served. Before the meal is officially opened, the hostess picked up a plate and put some dishes of all kinds, so that the plate was full.
Then, she picked up another mouse cub, dipped it in the sauce vigorously, and piled the sauce-colored mouse cubs on top of the plate in the same way. Then, the hostess handed the plate to Su Xiaoqian, and told her in a low voice: "Give these to my eldest son. He lives in the cellar. I told you where the cellar is. My eldest son is having a temper tantrum recently. If you don’t like eating, you must watch him and coax him to eat these things.”
Seeing the little mouse struggling and writhing on top of the food, Su Xiaoqian almost wanted to scream. But she knew the consequences of being irrational in the game, so she nodded with a stiff face, and responded with difficulty: "Yes, ma'am, I understand."
The mouse cub was still squeaking feebly as she served the plate. Su Xiaoqian couldn't bear this kind of torture, so she took the plate and hurriedly left the hall, wanting to hand over the things on the plate quickly.
After Su Xiaoqian left, the host and the second son of the family also went downstairs to eat and sat in their respective seats.
"Who made the lunch?" The host asked suddenly after he sat down.
"Yes...it's me."
Facing the host's questioning, Zhu Fugui was a little uneasy. Although he tried his best, the rotten cat and dog meat really couldn't make a satisfactory dish.
He also listened to Bai Yan's suggestion. However, apart from seasonings, there were no additives in the kitchen that could turn decay into magic. So even though he sprinkled a lot of ingredients, he still couldn't cover up the disgusting stench.
Fortunately, the host just asked casually. After asking this sentence, he didn't say anything, but picked up the knife and fork, and ate with relish.
Whether it was dragon and tiger fighting or other dishes, including the scary cat head and dog head, he and the hostess also ate with relish, and quickly swept away all the meat dishes.
But their youngest son didn't have the same appetite as them. He only drank two spoonfuls of soup, ate a little vegetables, and didn't move the tableware again.
This directly led to all the leftovers being piled on the boy's plate except for the meat dishes eaten by the couple.
The abnormal behavior of the youngest son attracted the attention of everyone present.
The game allows them to live in this villa and take care of a family of four, which shows that this family is by no means normal people.
With this psychological construction, everyone accepts the horror recipes of the hostess and the hostess well, but the boy is too normal, but it seems not so normal.
Including Bai Yan, everyone had their own guesses. But now is not the time to discuss issues, they all stood silently, waiting for the three of them to finish their lunch.
"Yes, today's dishes are very good." After a full meal, the male host seemed very satisfied: "Especially the mouse dipping sauce, the taste is particularly good, it seems that the chef put his heart into it."
"Thank you, thank you... This dish is actually not what I thought, it was taught to me by the housekeeper." Zhu Fugui didn't dare to take the credit, and stammered his confession: "Without the housekeeper's guidance, I would never have imagined that this would be possible. cooking."
"It seems that our housekeeper has a lot of ideas, yes, keep it up." The male host said with satisfaction: "Housekeeper, I just answered a phone call. The day after tomorrow, I am going to hold a banquet at home and invite some old friends. You can arrange it in advance." To prepare for the banquet, of course, don’t forget that there must be a dish of mice on the table.”
"I remember, sir."
Bai Yan wrote this matter in the memo, and then continued to observe the second son of the family.
Same as before, until the end of the dinner, the boy didn't take another bite, allowing Zhu Fugui to bring all the tableware to the table.
After eating, the husband and wife went upstairs early. Seeing the boy getting up slowly and wanting to leave, Bai Yan walked over quickly, bowed his head and asked softly, "Young master, today's dishes are not suitable. Do you have any appetite? I see that you eat very little."
Facing Bai Yan's question, the boy only glanced up at him and didn't speak.
Seeing the boy's uncooperative attitude, Bai Yan knew that he had nothing to ask.
The identity given to him by the game is the housekeeper of this house, after all, he is a servant. And the boy, no matter how young he is, is one of the heads of the house. No matter what the reason was, it was unreasonable for the servant to question the master, so he could only let go of this opportunity and watch the boy leave.
After the three villa owners had left, Lu Tianyi, who had been bodyguards all morning, Zhu Fugui, the cook, and Bai Yan finally had the opportunity to get together and exchange the information they got.
At present, although the owner of the villa has strange hobbies, he has not learned the true meaning of capitalist blood-sucking and skin-sucking. They kindly gave them an hour's break at noon, taking advantage of this time, they went to An Qing, who was handicapped and couldn't easily leave the room, and exchanged information with other people who had gathered.
"Liu Kui and I found nothing in the garden. Those roses are ordinary flowers, nothing unusual." Gardener Li Hao said, "What about you, did you find anything?"
"No, the master has been reading in the study all morning. I have been standing behind him, and I didn't find any problems." Lu Tianyi said with a headache: "While the master was reading, I tried to ask the master if I could leave the villa, or Can you let me go around and find out the inside of the villa so that I can better protect him, but the host doesn't allow it, he said it's safe here and doesn't need my attention."
"Why don't you hire a bodyguard if there is no danger? Rich people are really idle." The driver Liu Kui said bitterly: "I think he hired bodyguards to pretend to be aggressive. Only when someone stands behind him all the time can he show his nobility. identity."
"Brother Liu, what do you care about with him? We don't even know if he is a man or a ghost." One morning, Li Hao and Liu Kui got on well, so they joked: "And if he is an NPC, he probably lives It’s only 7 days, and he might die before we leave, making a heroic sacrifice for us to explore the way.”
"Hey, is it interesting for you to say this? I want to hear something more real." Yang Qi interrupted them gloomily: "I did what you said this morning, but I didn't find anything. The hostess and that little kid They are all in my room, with them staring at them, I dare not rummaging through things. The other guest rooms are useless except for waste paper. I cleaned the room all morning, and I have to work hard to rummage through these things. It was broken, and no one came to help me."
"..." Faced with Yang Qi's complaint, everyone was speechless. Everyone has been assigned tasks by the owner of the villa, so there is no time to help her.
And when she just stepped into the door, the hostess explained that cleaning the room can only be done by cleaners and maids. The maid has been working at Madam's place in the morning, and was ordered to deliver lunch at noon, but she really couldn't help her.
When Yang Qi was complaining, Bai Yan also had an idea in his mind.
He originally thought that the teammates who matched in the morning would be better than the group of players who didn't dare to match until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Now it seems that the quality of teammates has improved a bit, at least there will be no one who will cry and wipe away tears as soon as he enters the field.
However, the improvement of quality does not mean that there is a brain. The team members in this round can tell at a glance that they are the type of brains that are not bright.
However, it’s not bad to have a bad brain. People are easy to deal with, coaxing them to die, and pushing them out as cannon fodder if something happens...
His thoughts diverged here, and Bai Yan quickly dismissed the idea.
He chanted a few words in his heart, "If you want people to not know, unless you do nothing", "People are doing it, the sky is watching", "Walking by the river often, how can you not get your shoes wet", feeling that the brain is still hot, still I wanted to do something, so I repeated it several times, and finally cooled down a bit, and I no longer had the idea of framing my teammates to be happy.
In the last round of the game, he let himself go and kept Chu Fu, but it was revealed that his post was on the homepage for six days, and it is probably still there.
Unless he can kill all his teammates in the same game as him, his current identity will be exposed sooner or later, and he will be posted on the forum by a surviving player. He can't treat everyone as a fool.
Moreover, finding reliable teammates in the late game is the best way to clear the level. There are many dead ends in the later stage, and random matching is extremely dangerous. In case a group is matched with an engine that destroys the engine, and the start is a dead end, then everyone in the group will have to finish playing with him, and they don't even know how they died.
At least, he can't indulge until he clears the game and gets a big gift package. For the sake of the greatest pleasure, he must refrain from giving up some small and insignificant pleasures.
Perhaps, after Wang Ze is revived and stabbed to death, he can find another app and play another round.
Until then, he can play however he wants.
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After the four people in front explained their gains, seeing that Zhu Fugui hadn't spoken, Bai Yan said for him: "When I was helping Lao Zhu in the kitchen, I found that there were only rotten cat, dog, and snake meat in the kitchen. There is also rat meat, with only a few vegetables, and it is estimated that it will be used up after another meal in the evening. Today at noon, the hostess and hostess of the villa ate a lot of meat, and they especially like the three-squeak dish made by Lao Zhu."
"In addition, the second son of this family only ate a little vegetable at noon and drank a few mouthfuls of vegetable soup, as if he was not interested in spoiled meat."
After listening to Bai Yan's information, An Qing bit her finger and began to think.
But before she could think about it, she heard Yang Qi screaming next to her: "The kitchen is full of rotten meat, so what shall we eat? I don't want to eat dead cats and mice!"