Bao Ye touched his bare buttocks and drew a few black lines on his forehead.
This time, the real 'bird' slipped out.
Fortunately, the sky is full of dust and dust, and the people below can't see him flying in the sky.
When Dongling Ce was almost smiling, he asked the people in the sky through voice transmission: "How is the scenery above?"
After Baoye greeted the ancestors of Donglingce in his heart, he covered his mouth with his hands and shouted, "The scenery is very beautiful."
"How good is it?"
"I saw a beautiful woman..."
Donglingce raised his eyebrows, this guy really knows nonsense, it's full of dust, where is the woman.
"She kept crying and told me that she was sorry for me and gave birth to a son who was not as good as a beast. She had known for a long time that her son was so fond of teasing people and liked to base his happiness on the pain of others, and he should not have given birth in the first place. This beast."
Dong Lingce squinted his eyes, alright, he even scolded him bewilderingly.
He threw the rope vigorously, and Bao Ye, who was 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 was busy catching the thing that fell from his face, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a white dove.
Dong Ling Ce also saw it, stopped shaking and said, "Get me a few pigeons and make soup."
Bao Ye was speechless and looked at the pigeon in his hand and the sky full of dust. Where would he go to find pigeons to stew for the mentally ill.
At this moment, three figures flew past him at the speed of a large truck.
Bao Ye was slightly startled when he saw the profile of one of them. The other person looked like a good brother from 30 years later.
He hurriedly chased after him, but before he could get too far, someone grabbed his wrist and watched the three people disappear in front of him.
"Where to?" Donglingce's lazy voice reached Bao Ye's ears.
"Catch the pigeons." Bao Ye lied and looked at the place where the three disappeared. There was too much dust just now, so I couldn't see it clearly. The only thing is that his good brother was not born thirty years ago, it is impossible for him to appear in this era, so he must have read it wrong.
In the end, Bao Ye caught two pigeons and returned to the building.
Tang Lingce looked at the pigeon in his hand, and hooked his lips: "Bring it to the kitchen for me to cook. If it doesn't taste good, I will pour it directly from your lower body."
"Then you should let your chef cook for you, I don't have the skills of your chef." Bao Ye put the pigeon on the table, and pulled off the tablecloth next to him to surround his lower body: "I'm afraid I can cook it deliciously. , you also said that it is not delicious, so you have another reason to punish me."
How could Dongling Ce give him a chance to refuse, Lian and the pigeon swept out the door together, and then used magic to create a mysterious light mirror, and saw Bao Ye who was outside the door with a depressed look holding the pigeon and leaving.
He raised the corners of his mouth: "See how long you can endure it."
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, "It's too windy today, and the chefs in the staff restaurant didn't come to the construction site, so Deacon Tao asked people from the Ministry of Health to prepare meals. I've never seen cooking since I was a child, so I don't even know how to cook it. how to cook."
Nian Gao said solemnly, "Me too."
The jobs of the slaves are all assigned, and there are slaves who are responsible for cooking for him. They can eat when they return to the slave dormitory after work, and there is no chance to watch others cook.
Bao Ye glanced at the pigeon in his arms: "Did Deacon Tao say how many servings he would cook?"
"Deacon Tao said that it was windy today, and not many people came to the building to work. With the master and the three of us, there were 15 people in total."
"Fortunately, there aren't many people." Bao Ye went to the kitchen of the restaurant with them: "Sixth, old, you two are in charge of washing the vegetables."
Nian Gao asked, "Can you cook?"
"A little." Two years before his adoptive father's death, Baoye grabbed the cooking work in order not to make his adoptive father work so hard.
Nian Gao quickly said, "If the master dislikes the cooked food, you will be responsible."
Bao Ye rolled his eyes at him, handed the pigeon to Liu Liu, and started to boil water to wash and cook rice.
When Gao and Lao Liu saw the speed of Bao Ye cutting vegetables, they were both dumbfounded. In his eyes, Bao Ye is almost like a chef.
What surprised them even more was that the food that Bao Ye cooked was particularly delicious. Compared with the previous food, it was simply delicious on earth.
However, slave cooks have to cook for thousands of people, and those who eat vegetables are slaves, so it is good to be able to cook them well. The food they eat at home tastes similar to the food on the construction site. The elder sister of the sixth child has never seen anyone else cook, and there is no recipe to teach them how to cook. Unappetizing.
When it was time to eat, the deacons and Dong Lingce were surprised to see the food made by Bao Ye. Although it was not as good as the chef, it was quite delicious for the slaves.
Dong Ling Ce asked, "Have you ever learned to cook?"
Bao Ye lied: "I studied in my eldest brother's dormitory area."
Tang Lingce picked up the chopsticks to eat and stopped talking.
Bao Ye exited the office and saw that the wind had stopped outside. After thinking about it, he teleported back to the slave shed. He had set up a barrier on the beds in the shed last night, so the beds were not blown away.
He quickly changed his clothes, brought his pocket and the small notebook given by Zhou Xiaochuan to find someone.
There are a total of 364 people in the small book with the surname Bao or people with the same pronunciation as Bao. After removing the female gender and children under the age of 15, there are only 64 people left.
When Baoye came to the Beicheng District, the streets and alleys were deserted. Trees fell down, sheds fell, all kinds of debris were piled up on the ground, and many injured slaves lay on the ground and groaned in pain.
They were all people who were blown high by the strong wind and fell to the ground again, so most of them broke their legs.
Seeing such a scene, Bao Ye immediately put the matter of people behind him, and quickly healed the injured slave: "Brother, your leg is broken and you can't move."
He stepped forward and held down a male slave who wanted to get up: "I'll show you."
The male slave was startled by his ugly face, and cried sadly, "Is my leg okay?"
When Bao Ye checked him again, he quietly entered divine power: "Yes, take good care of your injuries, and you will be able to recover."
"Take care of your wounds..." The male slave looked sad, as a low-level slave, how could he have the conditions to take care of his wounds.
Bao Ye went to the side to find rags and wooden boards to clamp the slave's legs.
Concentrating on healing the slave, he didn't notice that two men were watching him not far away.