Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

"It's so handsome, it's so cool, the master of Kung Fu takes action, it's still like a fairy like this..."

"TM! As a pure man, I also fell in love with Kung Fu master... Did I bend?"

"TM...upstairs you grabbed my line..."

As Mu Han started Tai Chi, the wind rose again...

Fans in the live broadcast room, the barrage is already beating...

And a descendant of Bai Lao, with a shocked expression, his eyes widened...

Although they have heard the white guys talk about this situation, seeing it with their own eyes is far more intuitive and shocking than listening to dictation!

There are not many leaves in Bai Lao's yard, only some bamboo leaves.

But even so.

The bamboo leaves pattered, and also followed Mu Han's punches, flying endlessly for this Mu Han's whole body, covering an area of ​​more than ten meters...

Since the bamboo leaves are not too dense, you can see Mu Han punching in the middle position through the bamboo leaves flying for 4 weeks.

Mu Han at this time is even more like a god descending from the earth!

The elegant movement and figure, coupled with the vision of the dancing bamboo leaves around.

This scene is really like a god.

The live broadcast room burst even more.

"Woc, woc, it seems that this time Kung Fu master, the movement of Tai Chi is much greater than the last time..."

"Yeah, it's really much bigger..."

This situation can be seen by anyone who has seen Mu Han do Tai Chi for the first time.

After all, this time is much bigger than the first time.

But now this is Mu Han, who can control the momentum to the minimum.

The sky was full of bamboo leaves flying, and in the end, when Mu Han received the money, a 10-meter-sized Tai Chi Yin Yang fish pattern was formed under his feet.

The fans in the live broadcast room saw it more closely.

"Too much strong, too strong..."

"I see, this is the limit of Kung Fu Master..."

"Hmm... the previous Kung Fu master was low-key..."

Fortunately, Mu Han couldn't see this sentence, otherwise, his lungs would be blown up.

Isn't Laozi low-key now?

Is this the limit of Laozi?

Kang Long has regrets, find out!

In the yard.

A group of Bai Lao's descendants, the gaze looking at Mu Han at this time is completely stunned by the mountain!

...

When I returned to the mushroom house.

The time is already over 10 o'clock.

Huang Lei bought very rich ingredients, and when he returned to the mushroom house, he began to prepare lunch...

no doubt.

Mu Han is the commander-in-chief...

"Liu Xianhua, go kill the fish..."

"Teacher Huang, go and clean these vegetables..."

"Teacher He, go and clean up these crabs..."

He Jiong: "I...I...I can't. I haven't done anything like this before. I rely on appearance and talent to eat..."

"If you can't learn it." Mu Han is not as good-tempered as Huang Lei: "If you can't learn, don't eat. We don't raise idlers!"

The corner of He Jiong's mouth was twitching.

Okay, take the crab obediently to clean it.

Reba, Zhang Zaifeng and Ouyang, all got together one by one.

"Mu Han, what shall we do?"

"Hmm, how can we help?"

Mu Han was busy molting a pheasant without lifting his head and said, "The three of you, one of you takes a towel, waiting to sweat for F*ck..."

Three little beauties: "..."

The weather is not hot, where does the sweat come from?

but.

The next moment, the three little beauties were happy, and all of them were full of smiles.

They know, Mu Han still knows Lianxiangxiyu, this is for them to rest.

嘤嘤嘤...... Great!

Thought this guy was hard-hearted.

only.

The three little beauties have not been happy for half a minute.

Mu Han had already molted and peeled a pheasant, and looked up at Ouyang Na Na, "Then who... Ou Yang went to deal with the chicken skin..."

"what?"

Ouyang froze for a while.

"??"

Didn’t you say that you should let them rest?

Ouyang was stunned, Mu Han had already spoken again: "Don't be stunned, go quickly, otherwise there will be no food for lunch..."

Ouyang cried and cried to deal with chicken feathers and skins, and throw them in the trash...

It was less than a minute.

Mu Han dismembered a pheasant, and shouted: "Zhang Zifeng, go and soak these chicken in clear water..."

"I... I have to do something too?"

Zhang Zifeng was feeling more superior than Ouyang, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Reba is happy at this time and feels happy.

It seems that Mu Han loves her most!

Unfortunately.

In the next second, Mu Han already shouted: "Reba, you go and bring the hare here..."

Reba: "Hey, why is this?"

...

Everyone in the small courtyard got busy.

but.

The highlight of cooking is still on Mu Han's side.

A kitchen knife in his hand is incredibly fast, cut or cut or chop...every movement is so smooth and smooth, not only super fast, but also giving a very beautiful visual effect.

Inside the live broadcast room.

The fans were fascinated by it.

Barrage flies from time to time...

"Enjoy, watching a Kung Fu master cook is to enjoy, how is this cooking, it is simply art..."

"Hmm...this is art..."

"Upstairs, you snatched my line, no, I can't stand this grievance... I must single out..."

"Wow! My husband is so good everywhere..."

Wang Zhengyu, observing the situation in this live broadcast room, the smile on his face has not stopped at all.

He was lamenting how smart he was.

Some wise arrangements, including selling game at the market, and cooking after returning now...

There have always been a variety of things to watch, so that fans in the live broadcast room are very interested.

Have to serve.

Mu Han's cooking speed is too fast.

Less than 10:30, more than 10 dishes were ready!

Serve it.

The color and luster are delicious, just looking at the appearance will make people move their index fingers.

Everyone sat down and poured beer.

But at the moment, it seems that no one is interested in beer. A group of guests are waiting one by one. The commander-in-chief Mu Han opens his mouth to eat, then the wind will be blown away, and he will usually pounce on these dishes...

Mu Han looked in his eyes, smiled helplessly, and said, "Eat."

He understood it, so he didn't let this group of people eat up first, and he was not in the mood to drink.

A group of guests moved quickly, giving a bite of food to their mouths...

While moving his mouth quickly up and down, he kept nodding quickly.

Every face is filled with extremely enjoyable smiles.

However, only Mu Han himself knows best. The dishes he cooks are very beautiful on the outside, but the taste is only 40% of his level.

after all.

In his restaurant, Fang Bei and Fang Nan could only sit at 60 to 70% of his temperature. Mu Han would never exceed the level of his restaurant.

However, it is very obvious that the standard of 40% has already made these people happily eating.

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