Ning Rongrong's outstretched little hand froze in mid-air, and the emotion on his face solidified into confusion.
What's going on?
Where was the old man who spoke righteously, denounced the heroes angrily, and protected her like his eyes?
Why did the painting style suddenly change?
"Grandpa Bone... Bone?"
Ning Rongrong asked cautiously with a trembling voice.
"Didn't you just say you wanted to protect me?"
Bone Douluo then turned around with a kind smile on his face.
That expression should be as kind and kind as possible.
"Protect you? Of course I have to protect you!"
He patted Ning Rongrong's little head and said sincerely:
"Ning Rongrong, look at these Spirit Hall old guys, all of them are so hungry that their eyes are green."
"If you let them eat their fill first, what if they forget about you?"
He lowered his voice and continued in a "Grandpa is doing this for your own good" tone:
"So, grandpa is fighting for your priority!"
"Think about it, we are a family! Grandpa, it took a lot of effort for me to find you, the 'barbecue genius'. Can't I be the first to protect you and be the first to taste your craftsmanship?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes twitched when he heard this.
What is a barbecue genius?
What is a protective point?
You clearly want me to work as free labor for you!
"But Grandpa Bone..."
"Stop it!" Bone Douluo interrupted her with a wave of his hand.
"Hurry up and roast twenty skewers of kidneys for grandpa first!"
"Remember, it needs to be tender, you won't be able to bite it when you are old!"
Ning Rongrong is completely speechless.
She looked at Bone Douluo's face that had "Bake it soon, I can't wait" written all over it.
Look at the group of people around who have banned Douluo. Not only do they not despise Bone Douluo's behavior.
Instead, everyone showed admiration in their eyes, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero."
Those dozen pairs of green eyes were not staring at her, but at her hands that seemed to have been illuminated by the gods.
Looking at the pile of fresh ingredients that almost buried him, Ning Rongrong's tears began to flow again, and he was about to cry without tears.
"Grandpa Bone, I'm really not a barbecue genius!"
Ning Rongrong tried to make a final struggle.
"I'm just a blind cat who killed Haozi. I'm just lucky!"
"Good luck?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered.
"Little girl, do you think we old guys are all fools?"
"Look at these things we baked."
He pointed to the pile of black coal on the table.
He cherished and raised the piece he had "rescued" in his hand, which belonged to Ning Rongrong's masterpiece.
"Look at what you baked again."
"This is called luck? This is called talent! Unparalleled talent!"
Other banned accounts Douluo nodded their heads one after another.
"Yes! This girl is the legendary Barbecue Sacred Body!"
"I was born to do this!"
"Little girl, you are getting food from God!"
Ning Rongrong My scalp feels numb when I hear it.
What Barbecue Sacred Body?
Why does God reward me with food?
She was just following the senior's previous actions!
Senior?
Yes!
That senior! For a moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt that he had found a backer.
She puffed out her little chest and asked, "But this is originally
Senior?
Yes!
That senior!
In despair, an idea flashed in Ning Rongrong's mind, and she seemed to have grasped the last straw.
The real owner here hasn't spoken yet!
She sniffed sharply, puffed up her little chest, used all her courage, and shouted towards the group of old guys who were eyeing them eagerly.
"This is the senior's hotel. Are you bullying people like this in line with senior's rules?!"
This question, full of sorrow and indignation, was like drums at dusk and bells at dawn, causing the whole place to fall silent instantly.
The smiles on the faces of all the banned accounts Douluo froze.
Yes.
They were so busy looking for tools that they almost forgot about this.
Although the ingredients are bought, in this unfathomable senior's territory, forcing a little girl to work as a barbecue worker...
If the seniors feel that they have broken the rules and become angry...
More than a dozen people with the title Douluo stopped their movements in unison, turned their heads in unison, and focused their gazes on the leisurely and contented figure.
Ning Rongrong's eyes that were red and swollen from crying also rekindled the flame of hope.
She looked at Lin Feng expectantly, and that look was the last prayer of a drowning person looking to the shore.
However.
However, under the gaze of more than a dozen eyes, Lin Feng did not even raise his eyelids.
He just led the four Bibi Dong back to the original dining table leisurely and slowly, turning over the kebabs in his hands, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
It wasn't until the grease on the skewers was roasted that it sizzled and the aroma filled the air, then he distributed the skewers to Bibi Dong and the others who looked happy around him.
Then, as if he just noticed the commotion here, he said a calm sentence.
"As you wish."
The whole audience was stunned.
Lin Feng's voice is still calm.
"She is neither my clerk nor a customer of our store."
His gaze lightly swept over Ning Rongrong, and the depth of his gaze made her heart tremble.
"Solve your own matters yourself."
The hope on Ning Rongrong's face shattered instantly.
The newly lit fire was doused from head to toe with a basin of cold water mixed with ice particles.
Not a store clerk.
Not a guest.
Therefore, life and death have nothing to do with him.
This cold sentence made her completely understand that in this place, a worthless person was not qualified to be even looked at by him.
Lin Feng turned around and looked at the happy faces of Bibi Dong and Hu Liena with their little mouths panting slightly because of the spicy taste, and silently made calculations in his heart.
Poor Ning Rongrong?
This thought did not stay in Lin Feng's mind for even half a second.
If you have the spare time to mind an irrelevant girl's business, why not study more on how to make this skewer of roasted kidneys more tender and reward yourself.
Besides, the four mouths waiting for food around me are still waiting.
Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun.
Which one is not more pleasing to the eye than that Ning Rongrong?
Isn't feeding them more interesting than rescuing a man who is forced by a group of old men to use him as a barbecue tool?
After hearing Lin Feng's words, the banned Douluo couldn't help showing an expression of surprise on his face, and looked at the trembling Ning Rongrong again.
"Little girl, did you hear that? The seniors have spoken. This does not violate the rules." Golden Crocodile Douluo's smile became "amiable" again.
"That's right, your barbecue talent can't be wasted. This is the opportunity given to you by your senior!"
"Now there are so many top powerhouses in the mainland who need your talent, you should feel honored!"
Ning Rongrong was almost made to vomit blood by the shameless logic of these old guys.
What is this logic?
"But, I'm really hungry..."
She was so aggrieved that her stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
"Gululu--"
This sound was particularly loud in the silent night.
"Hungry?"
Demon Bear Douluo's eyes shone, as if he had heard great news.
"Hey! This is easy to do!"
His big hand like a cattail fan dug into the Storage Soul Tool, and like a magic trick, he pulled out a large package of things wrapped in oil paper.
It tore open with a "hiss" sound.
"Here, Soul Master Special Compressed Jerky, a thirty-year-old brand, smells like air-dried beef!"
He thrust a black, square piece of dried meat that looked harder than the bricks at the corner of the city wall into Ning Rongrong's hand.
"It's strong! It's full! You can chew a good piece of it all afternoon!"
"Come on, let's take a mat first. Only when you're full can you have the strength to work!"
Ning Rongrong stared blankly at the piece of dried meat that felt like it could knock Soul Beast out.
Then smell the aroma coming from the Lin Feng table not far away, mixed with cumin, chili pepper and gravy, which seems to be a unique aroma that can sublimate the soul.
The tears were uncontrollable at that time.
What is the difference between this and drawing a pie?
No, this is worse than painting a cake!
This is to let her watch others eat the Manchu Banquet, while she is here eating steamed buns!
And this steamed bun is still air-dried!
Let her grill them fragrant and sizzling kebabs.
But you can only chew this thing?
Is this something humans do?
They are simply a group of devils from hell!