sjar Chapter 186 No way, you are eating Haidilao in Ailao Mountain?
Chapter 186 No way, you are eating Haidilao in Ailao Mountain?
When Jiang Nanxi suddenly saw this eye, his emotions did not change, but a scream was heard from inside.
Then, the lights in the room came on and a familiar voice was heard from inside.
"Bain, what's going on?"
The man at the window replied, "Mr. Cheng, there are several black shadows floating around outside, and there is an eye staring at the gap in the window. I feel... I feel like it is a long-haired female ghost!
It's dark outside. Are the ghosts of those who died tragically in the Tusi Mansion coming out to move around? "
Cheng George glanced out the window and could clearly see someone outside holding a flashlight. "What ghost? That's a person! Don't scare yourself here!"
There were exactly four people outside, and their shadows showed that they were three men and one woman, all carrying mountaineering bags.
Cheng Qiaozhi vaguely guessed the identities of the people outside, and looked a little puzzled, "They came in so quickly? Didn't the gate guard grass attack them?"
He muttered something, then turned around and closed the entrance to the tunnel on a stone bed next to him, and covered the bed with a piece of dry grass to block the entrance.
Bang.
Someone outside kicked the door open.
As soon as Jiang Nanxi came in, he saw many familiar faces in the room.
In addition to George Cheng, Delon and Bain are also here, as well as two Feng Shui masters from the Cheng family.
Jiang Nanxi's eyes fell on Cheng Qiaozhi and she looked him up and down. "What a coincidence, we meet again. I thought you were taken to the hospital by the rescue team."
When Cheng George heard this, he thought of what happened to the Saba tribe and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
Being beaten up by Jiang Nanxi and then carried away was a great humiliation for him!
He is the prince of Chinatown in Country M and the grandson of the Feng Shui king of Hong Kong. Throughout his life, no one dared to speak ill of him, let alone attack him directly!
"Mr. Cheng, eat something first."
An old man's voice came from the side, and the other party also brought a self-heating hot pot to Cheng George.
"It's not easy to bring food in the mountains. These are the only instant foods we have. Mr. Cheng, please make do with them for now."
"Ah."
When Cheng George saw the self-heating hot pot, he felt a little better and said, "Make it for me."
Although the program team stipulates that contestants can only bring one prop, there is no rule that contestants cannot meet acquaintances in the mountains.
All these things of his were brought by his subordinates. They have nothing to do with him, so he didn't violate any rules!
The last time Jiang Nanxi and his friends ate barbecue, he was so greedy that he wanted to make them greedy this time too!
After the self-heating hot pot was cooked, Cheng George deliberately carried the self-heating hot pot to Jiang Nanxi and the others.
"smell good."
Lu Jiaqi looked at Cheng Qiaozhi helplessly, swallowing his saliva, and couldn't help but say, "Nanxi, what are we going to eat tonight? We had glutinous rice at the Saba tribe at noon, but we walked for a long time in the afternoon, and I'm already hungry!"
They didn't bring any dry food with them, and they didn't hunt when they went up the mountain, but when he was about to give up climbing, Jiang Nanxi promised him that she would take him to a good meal when they got there!
At this moment, he was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his chest, and Cheng George was eating the self-heating hot pot in front of him. He could feel his stomach growling!
"Tonight's dinner..."
In fact, Jiang Nanxi hadn’t decided what to eat, but when she saw Cheng Qiaozhi eating self-heating hot pot, she wanted to eat hot pot.
“Let’s eat Haidilao tonight!”
"puff……!"
Cheng George laughed out loud, "Where can you get Haidilao in this deep forest? Or are you planning to give up the challenge and go out to eat Haidilao?"
Jiang Nanxi took a look at the room and said, "Let's eat here. This room is quite big. Can't we put a big table for four people... oh no, five people to eat hot pot together?"
And there is Sang Yu.
The four of them were in the room, while Sang Yu was squatting on the steps outside the door, looking at the dark night. He refused to come in even when everyone called him to.
Cheng George frowned, "Did you bring hot pot and hot pot ingredients in your storage space?"
No, could this woman not be so outrageous? Whose master’s storage space doesn’t store weapons, but instead stores all these messy food and cooking equipment!
The space in the storage bag is limited, and sometimes it is not enough to store magical weapons, talismans, and array plates!
Cheng George has Chinese storage bags and the latest storage equipment developed by the M Country's Supernatural Bureau, but the space of these things is not very large. The largest space he knows of is only ten cubic meters.
The storage equipment in his hands, as well as those in the hands of his subordinates, only had a maximum space of three cubic meters.
In his opinion, the resources in this space are so limited that he should store more life-saving weapons and magic tools when going out, instead of wasting most of the space on food!
But what he didn't know was that Jiang Nanxi was holding a divine weapon, a divine weapon that housed a divine beast. The storage space inside this thing was as big as several basketball courts!
What's the point of putting something in there now? Even if she wanted to put a tank in there, she could definitely put it there!
But this time, Jiang Nanxi said, "I don't have hot pot or hot pot ingredients in my space. Before recording the show, I didn't expect that I would want to eat it so much."
She was indeed attracted by the delicious taste of the self-heating hotpot.
But what’s the point of eating self-heating hotpot?
If you want to eat, eat the formal one!
Eat good service!
Jiang Nanxi glanced at the self-heating hot pot in Cheng Qiaozhi's hand and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call Haidilao and ask them to send some takeout over."
George Cheng:?
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Cheng George looked at someone who was crazy. "Are you okay? This is the Tusi Mansion in Ailao Mountain, not your home in a big city. How can Haidilao deliver to you? Don't embarrass the staff!"
"Why can't I just order the food online and send Feidi to pick it up?"
"Where did you get the plane?"
Cheng George's eyes became more and more disdainful. "With your current situation, can you afford a helicopter? Even if you have one, there is no place to park it near this Tusi Mansion! Stop bragging like crazy!"
After Cheng Qiaozhi finished speaking, he took a bite of the beef in the self-heating hot pot, "You are just craving for my self-heating hot pot, but you are too embarrassed to ask me for it? How about this, you kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, and I can let my people give you a box of beef self-heating hot pot to try."
Jiang Nanxi chuckled, "Who wants to eat instant food? If you kneel down and beg me, I can give you a chance to sit on the table later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Nanxi put the grass in his clothes pocket on the rooster's back, and the gate-guarding grass turned into a palm-sized grass man sitting on the rooster's back.
Jiang Nanxi said to Humencao, "I remember you have a cell phone, right? I'll send you the location of the Haidilao restaurant and let Aotian take you there to pick up your food. If you encounter any problems during the process, please call me."
Humencao said excitedly, "I know Haidilao, I know Haidilao, I've seen it on the video! Can the waiters there pull noodles and sing Happy Birthday? Can you sing for me?"
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