My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Why can't you eat it? How can such a simple lotus seed porridge be poisonous?" Luo Enen said angrily.

In the past, the cooking was too elaborate, and the condiments used were too complicated, and it was justifiable that it was poisonous. But this pot of lotus seed porridge is too simple, just a bowl of rice, a spoonful of lotus seeds, and a little bit of fresh condiments. How could it be poisonous?

"That's true." Fatty Bai thought for a moment and nodded.

Indeed, if such a simple lotus seed porridge could be boiled into poison, how powerful would it be? Anyway, he asked himself that he didn't have this ability.

"Here, I'll serve it for you." Seeing that the white fat man had nothing to say, Miss Luo calmed down and happily took a bowl to serve the porridge.

"Wait." Ye Wuse suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards Luo Enen.

"I told you it's okay, why don't you believe it?" Luo Enen was filled with aggrievement and bitterly thrust the bowl into Ye Wuse's hand.

"It's never a bad thing to be careful." Ye Wuse said apologetically, but his expression was unusually solemn.

After filling a bowl of lotus seed porridge, Ye Wuse came to the door outside the courtyard, put down the porridge bowl, and then retreated to the stone table.

Lu Linfeng and Chen Ju'an looked at each other, both confused.

Listening to this, could it be that there is poison in the porridge? But it doesn't make sense. Not to mention that Luo Enen has no reason to harm them. Even if he harms them, he can't do it so blatantly, and he would also harm his own people.

More importantly, this lotus seed porridge looks like nectar and smells fragrant. How could it be poisonous? It’s okay that Lu Linfeng’s strength is low. With Chen Ju’an’s strength in the realm of Emperor Saint, how could he hide his poison if he really wanted to?

A small bowl filled with lotus seed porridge was placed quietly at the entrance of the courtyard. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

"Look, look, I said it's okay, and you don't believe me." Luo En'en felt confident now. He raised his face arrogantly, glanced at Luo En'en and Fatty Bai out of the corner of his eyes, and complained.

Could it be that I really blamed her wrongly this time? Gu Fenghua secretly felt guilty. Although she said nothing or did nothing, her thoughts in her heart were exactly the same as those of Fatty Bai Ye Wuse.

Just as he was about to say a few words to comfort Luo Enen, and help Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse reconcile, Gu Fenghua suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Outside the courtyard, swarms of ants and crickets broke out of the ground one by one, lining up and flying away into the distance at a speed they had never seen before.

A little further away from the yard, there were several centipedes and scorpions that appeared out of nowhere. Normally, those crickets, insects, and ants would have been the best food for centipedes and scorpions, and centipedes and scorpions were mortal enemies. But now they were mixed with each other, but they did not invade each other, and they all tried their best to escape.

"This, this, is it really possible..." Chen Ju'an was stunned.

Before the word "poison" could be uttered, a swan fell from the sky and hit the ground with a crash. With great difficulty, he got up, spun around twice, flapped his wings, opened his claws, and started running away. . This poor little guy was obviously too frightened, or maybe he was frightened or fell stupid. He ran in the wrong direction, rushed straight into the yard, and then slammed his head against the ginkgo tree that was estimated to be thousands of years old. Just hearing a "dong" sound, the swan fell to the ground again, its neck crooked, and could no longer get up.

There was deathly silence in the courtyard, and everyone was completely stunned.

Chen Juan and Liu Sanjue finally understood why Luo Enen had to go to the kitchen to help. Gu Fenghua and others were as nervous as if they were in danger. It turned out that the chefs in other restaurants only wanted money to cook, and she cooked. , that is fatal.