It is undoubtedly difficult to drink the wine invited by Boss Lin. According to some unfounded speculation, Boss Lin's character can be called King Kong Rooster.
So far, only those rich people who have spent millions of circulation points have this honor - some can drink a glass of water, and some can drink a glass of coconut milk.
Bao Ershou was so excited that he trembled a little, thinking about it while drinking the fine Qingquan Mountain.
How can I help Boss Lin with the fun items that are available in many taverns? These things are only available in the sky and on the earth.
As a result, Lin Chou didn't ask another question until he finished drinking.
"Well, Boss Lin..."
Lin Chou said lightly, "Ah, have you finished drinking? Then you can go."
"..."
The plot of MMP is not like this. Isn't it supposed to be that Boss Lin understood the true meaning of the restaurant under the guidance of my wise Bao Er? After a series of renovations, the business suddenly boomed, and Bao Er's favorability with Boss Lin increased greatly. Will they become brothers of the opposite sex and share the joys and sorrows, the blessings and the hardships?
Bao Er walked away in a state of despair. He didn't even remember whether the MMP sentence was actually spoken - of course he definitely didn't have the guts to say it.
Ma Liu smiled like a fool and followed suit.
When night came, Pot Zai came for the second time carrying an empty treasure bag. When he saw that the body as tall as a rolling mountain did not appear on the hillside, he contentedly packed a backpack of red beans and threw it into the car.
Then he took out a cardboard box from the car. Inside was a little mouse-like beast that had not yet opened its eyes, and placed them all on the ground.
The potted plants drove away the fat baby mice who were panicking. The little mice hadn't fully opened their eyes, but they ran very fast and disappeared at the foot of the fence in the blink of an eye.
The pitcher plants seemed to hesitate for a second, then rolled up their leaves and continued to sleep.
They didn't even bother to catch these gadgets that couldn't even fit between their teeth - the pitcher plants were fed by the strange beasts in the wilderness and Lin Chou, and ordinary beasts were now beyond their discernment.
Potted Plant clapped her little hands and straightened her chest.
"Perfect, this is called destroying corpses and eradicating traces!"
"Let's see if you, the iron cock, can tell this this time, hee hee..."
...
Early the next morning, Lin Chou suddenly discovered that there were many gaps on the leaves of Naxiang Red Bean. He also saw a bloated cow sleeping soundly under the tree, and he threw a bench over it.
This little calf, after he's done harming the pitcher plants, is he starting to attack the fragrant red beans?
The cow had rough skin and thick flesh. He looked up blankly and saw that it was Lin Chou. He lowered his head and planned to continue taking a nap. Being beaten by the boss had become a habit.
The hot air is like an inflated balloon, forming strange arcs, and the refracted chirping of cicadas is disturbing.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Lin Chou, who was cooking ingredients in the small restaurant, always felt that the sound of cicadas coming in from outside was accompanied by the sound of cattle gnawing on grass leaves.
When I went out and took a look, I saw that the Mao Niu was lying dead under the tree without moving at all.
Lin Chou patted his forehead, feeling as if he had suffered a nervous breakdown from the torture of that little bastard.
After standing outside for a while and drinking a bottle of cold beer, I felt a little more energetic.
Isn't there an old saying, a man doesn't have to be handsome or have money, but he must be coquettish...ah, but he must be sober and conscientious. Men who work conscientiously are the most handsome!
Just as he was about to go back and continue being handsome, he suddenly heard a strange movement under his feet.
"Rustling."
"Swish, swish..."
what's the situation?
When I lifted up the leaves of the fragrant red bean, I saw three fat mice, one finger long and short, holding a red bean fruit and munching happily.
While gnawing, he made a slight purring sound, peeled off the pink fluff while gnawing, and squeezed out a few grains of mouse droppings from under his butt.
The number increased by one almost in the blink of an eye.
"Fuck!"
Lin Chou instantly switched to a furious state, "Shovel it!"
"Clang!" Convenient shovel flew towards him.
With a shovel, a big hole was made in the ground, and the three little mice managed to avoid it nimbly.
They stood at the edge of the pit, each holding a part of the fruit pulp in their little paws, revealing two long white teeth. They looked at Lin Chou while gnawing, their little eyes shining brightly.
whispering to each other,
"twitter."
Are you talking about me? ?
"Bang!"
Lin Chou's power was so great that another big hole appeared on the ground, and three little mice ran away "chirping".
Lin Chou gritted his teeth and buried the two big pits together with some rat droppings on the ground. This is a fucking restaurant. Rat droppings, the ultimate killer, shouldn't appear here at all. The style of painting is different. !
"...."
The big-breasted lady came out from behind and was speechless when she saw this scene.
Lin Chou was filling the pits with shovels, his face filled with anger, and even his eyes were bloodshot.
So he hesitated and asked,
"Boss, who are you burying?... Is killing allowed in your tribe?"
Lin Chou turned around and went to the backyard to fetch water and wash the shovel, then came back and looked everywhere. It was completely devastated. Most of the fruits had bite marks from rats, and the ground was full of fine pulp, peel and feces.
Niang Xipi, no wonder I always feel like there is less fruit during this period. It turns out it’s you little beasts. If only I had a cat...
etc!
No, I have a cat.
"Go away!!"
Lin Chou shouted angrily, and there was a sound of water rushing from the back mountain. Gungun floated back from the back mountain with water droplets on his body.
It looked like he was taking a bath in the mountain stream behind the mountain.
"Where are Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai?"
Gungun touched his neck twice, and two caracals, one black and one white, emerged from Gungun's thick fur.
"Meow!"
Gungun handed Little Black and Little White to Lin Chou. The furious Boss Lin pinched the backs of the two cats' necks and almost pressed them against the fruit peels and gray-brown feces that had been ruined by mice.
"Aren't you cats? There are mice in your house, do you know?"
Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were confused for a while. When they saw the few pieces of mouse droppings, they slightly shrugged their noses.
Then his pupils suddenly shrank, the hair all over his body exploded, he let out a shrill and unusual scream, and jumped up to a height of more than three meters.
"Ouch... Meow... Woo..."
Two afterimages, one black and one white, changed direction in mid-air and penetrated directly into the fur of the rolling thighs, forming two bulges.
Then the bulge went all the way up the rolling pillar legs, and finally came out from between its neck.
Four dark cat pupils stared at Lin Chou and the ground at his feet, looking extremely miserable.
Gungun looked confused,
"Ouch?"
Lin Chou was almost angry to death.
"Is this a cat?"
"Is this a cat?"
"What do I need from you?"
"Look at the shovel!"
Gungun turned around and ran away with the two babies on his shoulders.
He and his keepers didn't have the guts to cut him down, but for the sake of Bow Tie's life and safety, he started running with the momentum of charging forward.
