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The so-called four irons in life, we walked out of the window together, carried a gun together, went to the countryside together, and beeped together.
The words are crude but not crude, and Shan Ye's idea is also very simple and direct.
Mr. Wen, when your life and heart are going through ups and downs, Brother Dashan is watching steadily.
What is this called? Sharing honor and disgrace through thick and thin, Mr. Wen, when you are in glory, Dashan shouts 666, and when you make a fool of yourself, Dashan will cover you. If Dashan and I get into some trivial trouble in the future, you will be embarrassed to look on coldly, right?
The little calculations are making a lot of noise, but they are all fantasy.
Wen Zhongjiu walked into the dining room gracefully and solemnly thanked Lin Chou, "Boss Lin, I once thought that I, Wen Zhongjiu, had no rival when it came to wine. When Fang came here, I even wanted to compete with Boss Lin's Colorful Snake King." We competed with wine, and now it seems that Guan Gong is really playing a trick in front of him. Not to mention the five-color snake king wine, even the three-color snake wine, the best Qingquan Mountain I brewed is not as bad as a chance."
Lin Chou smiled half-embarrassed, "Ahem, Mr. Wen is serious. It's serious. The so-called profession has specialization. This wine of mine is specially brewed for evolvers, but your Qingquan Mountain belongs to the base city. It’s an irreplaceable taste memory in people’s hearts.”
"hehe."
"Ha ha."
The wandering demon over there stuffed the last piece of beef into his mouth and raised the wine glass, "Today, you can also taste the fifth-level snake king wine."
Mr. Shan was in a bad mood and looked very gloomy, "Drink later, then come out after washing."
"oh."
"Master Wen, how are you?" Gao Xuan asked.
Wen Chongjiu pondered for a while and said, "Warriors who can accurately use every ounce of power in their bodies will have immediate effects if they drink the Five-Colored Snake King Wine, and their understanding of power will be more profound. After all, they follow a different path from the evolved people." "
"What about evolved humans?"
The eyes of Huang Dashan and Gao Xuan were full of eagerness.
Wen Zhongjiu said, "Generally evolved people drink this wine and there is almost no obvious improvement in strength. For awakened or evolved people, is it so important to have a few percent more strength? It changes a person's qualifications subtly. This point, That’s the most important thing, and it’s something that is common to warriors.”
"A few percent strength"
Huang Dashan's mouth was almost watering.
"In this way, Xiaoyou Lin's wine is of great value. I think Xiaoyou Lin should have realized the specialness of this wine, right?"
Gao Xuan was not as excited as Master Shan to the point of hallucination. He thought to himself, Mr. Wen, what do you mean, are the above things not the most important?
Wen Zhongjiu's eyes flashed, "Detoxify!"
this
Lin Chou smiled bitterly.
Drop, system red letter, "The poison in the blood, before it enters the bone marrow, can be released with a glass of wine."
Lin Chou's lips twitched, but in the end he still didn't say anything. His intuition and omnipotent ancient wisdom told him to keep his words to his lips.
Even if you say it or not, it doesn't seem to make any difference.
Wen Chongjiu opened his mouth and made a mouth shape.
Lin Chou smiled bitterly.
No nodding, no shaking of the head.
Lin Chou understood that mouth shape, it was "zhao".
Wen Chongjiu left with a lot of worries. Of course, Shan Ye and Gao Xuan were responsible for sending him back to the base city.
The heat seemed to be drying up the earth. Lin Chou sat down at the door, staring blankly at the cows running wildly on the hillside with the little sheep chariot. From time to time, they would sneak over and take a bite of a pitcher plant leaf.
"At this time, it would be nice to have two bottles of cold beer." Lin Chou murmured to himself.
What is the identity of Lao Bahui named Zhao? Even Wen Zhongjiu appears to be so cautious. Is it possible that he has a higher status than Wen Chongjiu? Isn't that the sixth level? ?
"Pooh."
Lin Chou's teeth felt itchy.
"Hey, who did I hear asking for beer just now?"
A bottle of icy beer was thrown over, and Lin Chou caught it, opened it and took a sip.
Sikong was still wearing a black shirt and holding a sword, with a straw hat on his head and a birdcage covered with black cloth in his left hand. He looked very much like a son of the Eight Banners who was voluptuous and playful.
Quack didn't pounce on him this time. He was spreading his huge wings to protect Sikong from the sun. There was also an insulator sandwiched between his thick feathers. Sikong's beer was taken out from there.
"Hey, Miss Mo and Bai Suren didn't catch you at the eldest lady's party. You're in big trouble."
Lin Chou shrugged, "As long as it's not tax collection, I have nothing to fear, handsome."
Sikong Yile said, "That's right. Besides money, do you care about anything else? How did you get to know that old and crooked guy like Earl Leng?"
"Yeah??"
Sikong chuckled, "Yesterday, before Count Leng left, he prepared Leng Baoleng Han's wedding clothes and said that he was very satisfied with this son-in-law."
"What a wedding dress, what a son-in-law, holy shit"
Sikong laughed so hard that tears came down his face, "There has always been a custom among evolved people to use the furs, bones, and bones of all kinds of strange animals that fly in the sky, swim in the sea, run on the ground, and burrow in the soil. Jingluo sewed a wedding dress for her daughter who is about to get married. The brighter the color, the better, and the more types of materials used, the better. Oh, by the way, you night sparrows have not escaped the poisonous hands either. They were killed by that shameless man. Every old bastard had half of his body hair ripped off."
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"What's the use of this wedding dress?" Lin Chou asked curiously.
"If it has a lining and a good face, what use do you think it is? But in terms of actual use, usually after getting married, the bride will personally dismantle it, reinforce it, and integrate it into the wilderness chariot."
"I said, man, your focus is very strange, okay?"
"What's weird?"
Lin Chou looked at the sky and said, "It's lunch time, what do you want to eat?"
Sikong coughed twice and said, "It's too hot and I have no appetite."
Lin frowned, "What a coincidence. Master Wei brought some materials a few days ago and made a new dish, but it hasn't been written on the board yet. The quota for this week is just right, and you are the first one."
Sikong's brows also raised, "Hey, it's an expensive dish again. Are you sure I can eat this dish?"
I have long wanted to take some rubbish from you, my financial sponsor, but I can still run away from you?
"Watch your duck, or I'll let Furball hang it up in the tree."
Lin Chou pointed to the towering Home Tree. The weather was so hot, and the metallic silver leaves of the Home Tree were very reflective. It only took less than a few hours to go up, and then it would be roasted when it came down again.
Every time Sikong comes, he barely drinks a few sips and orders salt-baked chicken or something.
This is the same as a billionaire coming to your restaurant to eat, and then telling you that I don’t eat anything other than oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sweet, bitter, and spicy food.
But you can't come up with a dish, what's the difference?
Lin Chou suddenly felt satisfied. Even if he is an iron rooster, I can still make a few eggs for it.
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