"Sir, you are so awesome to wake up the dreamer with just one word!"

The prison officer looked at Chen Feng, excited and excited, with deep admiration in his eyes.

puff!

This is OK?

Chen Feng almost laughed, he was talking nonsense and actually got into a mistake.

"Um!"

Although he smiled in his heart, Chen Feng, on the surface, held his hands behind his back, looked satisfied, and nodded majestic.

"It seems that you are not too stupid!"

"It's thanks to the prison officer's guidance!" The God of Food hurriedly said with a smile.

"Hey, it smells so good, why is it so fragrant?" As soon as the God of Food finished speaking, he suddenly sniffed hard with his nose and said in shock.

Then, I suddenly looked up and saw the big meal floating above my head, and saliva almost flowed out.

"Sir, this meal is so delicious!"

"I, can I eat it? I can't help it!"

"It's just for you!" Chen Feng thought and the food fell on the table.

Delicious food, full of color, fragrance and taste, makes the God of Food's eyes suddenly straighten.

He rushed over and buried his face in the plate.

"Smell, so fragrant!"

"I've never had such a delicious meal!"

"Oh my God, if I can't eat it in the future, how should I live!"

"I don't deserve to be the God of Food, I don't deserve to be the God of Food!"

The God of Food eats, and she is as crazy as she cries and laughs.

Qian Jingyu always thought that this meal was a test of the God of Food for her and she was particularly attentive.

I almost took out all my skills, and the taste I made was much more wonderful than what I did casually before.

Even the God of Food fell into madness after taking a bite.

Even his faith was hit hard and he began to question his position as the God of Food.

After the wind blew the clouds, the God of Food licked the plate while crying.

"It's so delicious. The prison officer has a hundred times better cooking skills."

"I don't deserve this God of Food, I don't deserve it!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng held his hands behind his back and said majestic.

"You don't need to underestimate yourself."

"The reason you can't make it so delicious is just because you don't know how to make a stir-frying technique."

"But I can give you a chance."

"As long as you promise me a condition, I am willing to teach you this recipe for hype..."

Plop!

Before Chen Feng finished speaking, the God of Food knelt down directly, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly.

"Agree, no matter what the conditions are, I agree!"

"Uh...you really don't listen, what are the conditions?" Chen Feng was entertaining.

"No need!" The God of Food shook his head firmly, "Even if you let me eat shit every day, I'm willing!"

Damn it!

Chen Feng looked shocked, he dared to say such words!

This is the God of Food, and he is more particular about eating than anyone else.

Now, he actually swears by eating shit every day. It seems that his determination has reached an unshakable level.

"Are you sure, don't you regret it?" Chen Feng asked with a serious look on his face.

The God of Food raised his head arrogantly, his eyes were deep, and he looked into the distance from afar. A feeling of loneliness that was extremely cold at high places arises naturally and says sadly.

"I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel respectful.

He helped the God of Food up, patted the God of Food on the shoulder, nodded slowly, and said affectionately.

"Good, then from now on, I will feed you shit every day!"

puff!
Chapter completed!