My Wife is the Infinite Game Boss

Arc 2 | Deserted Village (7) |

The sun finally had some warmth, and the village began to light fires for cooking. Tan Gui was not in a hurry to complete the task of decrypting the code. He turned to the young man beside him and asked: "Uncle Chen should be awake. Do we have to go back to light a fire for cooking?"

Chen Xiaomo glanced at the sun: "It's about the same. Time flies so fast." Obviously he didn't take Tan Gui away for long, but the two of them talked and took a walk, and time seemed to slip away quietly.

The two of them returned to the small courtyard. Six hours had passed and the village chief was still fast asleep.

While cooking, Tan Gui closed the courtyard door, blocking out the players who were following him.

"Brother Fang, they have gone back, do we still want to follow them?"

Although it is not as fast as the progress of Tangui, this eight-person exploration team generally has a decryption progress of 50%.

You must know that they also worked hard all day yesterday, and their progress during the day was only 10. Last night, they bumped into the ghost in red wedding dress, which raised it to 30. They just walked around like this for a long time today, following Tan Gui and easily reached 20. The exploration team naturally wanted to search for more information.

"Why bother? I've used up all the items." The items in each person's hands are different. The man in the suit passed a dungeon and used most of the gold coins to strengthen his points. He only had a few good items in his hand.

They didn't dare to go into the villagers' yards with Tan Gui and look around. They could only keep their ears open to listen for noises. If they heard loud noises, they would use probing tools to check the details and follow them all the way.

This exploration team uses similar props to check the situation. A very useful prop of the man in the suit is still in the cooling period.

Besides, the two of them have already returned to the small courtyard. They must be cooking at this time. Thinking about yesterday's dishes, he didn't want to drool at the air: "My physical strength is almost exhausted, it's almost time to go back Let's have something to eat."

"Oh..." the other players drawled. They had no expectations for lunch, just sweet potato and wild vegetable soup.

After closing the courtyard door, Tan Gui helped Chen Xiaomo prepare several dishes, including fried mushrooms, stir-fried bacon with green garlic, spicy chicken, and a large bowl of thick white crucian carp and tofu soup. There were not many varieties, but the portions on each plate were delicious. It's quite filling, enough for three grown men who are very capable of cooking.

Chen Guang sniffed and was attracted by the rich aroma of the food. He got up and took a look, but couldn't help but mutter: "What are the conditions of our family? We eat so well every day."

He looked at the red pot of spicy chicken that Tan Gui brought out, and his eyes almost popped out: "I ate one chicken yesterday, why do I want to eat another chicken?"

Chen Xiaomo was placing the dishes and chopsticks when he heard this and glanced at him: "They are all the little roosters we bought together last time. If you go to the market tomorrow and buy more, you will have a lot of chickens at home."

He paused: "Besides, it's noon now, and you should eat better at noon."

Some people are from poor families and go to bed early at night. When they are not doing hard work, they only eat two meals a day, but even poorer villagers will cook a bigger meal at noon.

Okay, his son reads a lot, and he is right. In front of the guest Tan Gui, Chen Guang couldn't say it too much. While feeling distressed, he put the big chicken drumstick into his bowl: Nothing can be done cheaply today. outsiders.