A delicate recorder hovered over Qin Wuyong's head, playing the very dynamic and ancient "Bye, Bye, Bye" music.
Qin Wuyong had never heard this music before, but when the recorder transmitted the scene of Yan Huishan back to the screen in real time——
This man with muscles as strong as iron cried.
Brother Wuyong pinched his skin where the hairs were starting to stand on end, and looked at the guy named Yuan standing next to him arrogantly.
(It’s a trap, mmp, this is a trap. I just know it’s not that simple. It’s not just that she wants to listen to music...)
Brother Wuyong said with some hope,
"Director, will you be subsidized for injuries sustained during action scenes?"
The original person looked at his new employee and said in a positive tone,
"Give!"
"If you add an extra chicken drumstick to your lunch box, it's considered a work injury!"
Qin Wuyong: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻┻
Qin Wuyong and others had just been severely cheated once, and they did not dare to come to Yanhui Mountain for a long time.
This place is a nice place, but there is always a package of kindness that they, the "ordinary" and "ordinary" appearance, can't bear - the kind of kindness that cares for people until the skin peels off their crotches.
Ever since he became an awakened person and learned about the benefits of the essence of exotic animal flesh and magic plant and herbal diet, this was the first time he truly realized why some cooks are called cooks while some cooks are called "chefs" in Mingguang. .
Knock, didn’t I eat the wrong dish? I almost sliced me into slices for study because of the dog’s day.
Qin Wuyong felt 10,000 regrets in his heart. What the heck, why did I leave my die-hard female fan who is pink, tender, cute and yummy to hook up with me? What on earth was wrong with me that I ended up here with her? Come to seek death...
Who gave me the courage?
Well now, if you call me a bastard and give me a human-shaped self-propelled BGM jukebox, the big guy on it will probably tear you alive if you drink it.
Forgiveness basin said with a smile,
"What are you afraid of? Your mentality is not good. You have been living with my aunt for so long and your mental quality has not improved at all?"
Qin Wuyong was stunned.
"Emotions are still my own problem!"
Potted Plant stood on tiptoes and patted Qin Wuyong on the shoulder to encourage him.
"Come on, you have to think like this - 'You are a weakling, the most you can do is slap me to death, how can you be so strong'?!"
"Look, do you feel better if you change your mind?"
"No one is born strong. People who love to laugh will never have bad luck~"
Qin Wuyong's mouth twitched, resigned to his fate.
He sighed and smacked his lips,
"I don't know what delicious food Boss Lin will cook today."
"It smells so good!" Potted Plant looked at him sideways, "Isn't it just that I couldn't live or die just now? Tsk~"
Old Qin chatted, the little thoughts that could not help but pop up in his heart were exposed, and he was embarrassed.
Huang Dashan's eyes looked like scrolling subtitles - "Hehehehe~"
Qin Wuyong sensed it very sensitively, and suddenly he was excited, pill!
This is one of the big guys in Yan Huishan that he can't afford to offend:
When we first met, I was at the third level and Huang Dashan was at the first level. Now he is at the fifth level and I am still at the third level...
Damn, this is not a big boss. Tell me what a big boss is?
Especially since this thief doesn't have the tone of a strong man, he bullies the weak and is afraid of being tough, and he is shameless and has evil intentions...
Qin Wuyong gritted his teeth and thought about it. It seemed that no one in Yanhui Mountain could beat him except the little girl named Su.
(Sister’s, let’s find a comparable one and try to die with dignity.)
On the mountain, Zhao Eryi is happy,
"Hey, Little Miracle Doctor Zuo is here, hehe."
Huang Dashan was sneering - but to be honest, the BGM was quite suitable for the occasion.
Lin Chou (putting away the plate): "It's closed, it's closed."
Zhao Er quickly stopped him,
"Don't mention me!"
In fact, Mr. Zhao was also muttering in his heart. After all, he knew how annoying this aunt was.
(It’s so annoying, no, Juicer Ji!)
But what can be done? The old man looked at him and his arms and legs were as soft as noodles.
Even her own father dared to lend her the bird-wing ballista without any worries. What kind of moral integrity did she need? It had already been smashed to pieces.
So Mr. Zhao went up to him from a distance in a very stupid way.
"Hello, Miss Zuo, hello, Miss Zuo, Aunt Lin's medicine..."
The potted plant waved his hand nonchalantly,
"Everything is ready. When Aunt Lin is ready, you can start the next course of treatment."
It turns out that someone's eyes were shining with golden light.
This look in Mr. Zhao's eyes is so familiar, so familiar that it can't be more familiar.
"Okay, okay, that's great."
"We are eating just now. Miss Zuo, you can eat together...Eh??"
In just two sentences, I looked back and saw that Lin Chou and Huang Dashan had long disappeared, and the extremely burly big-breasted sister had already started wiping the table.
Zhao Er: "..."
Forgive me for being so angry that my hair flashed green,
"Lin, don't leave!!"
Lin Chou's answer: "Haha."
Forgiveness basin took a deep breath and got into the store.
"Hey, it's business, the kind that makes money."
She knows exactly how to start a conversation with someone.
Sure enough, Lin Chou popped his head out of the kitchen, holding a huge gray thing in his arms and inspecting it carefully. He didn't even raise his head and said,
"Hurry up."
The potted plant's eyes lit up and he almost jumped up.
"Wow, Qian Qianyu's fish maw, whether to sell it or not, leave it to my aunt to handle, and make sure every gram is no less than six figures!"
Lin Chou's eyes were full of care for mentally retarded children.
"The price of this thing in my place is at least seven digits per gram. Can I sell it to you for six digits per gram? Haha!"
The potted plant hugged its shoulders angrily,
"Tsk, you black-hearted ghost."
"To each other."
bonsai road,
"The movie is about to be released, don't you know how to care about it? A bunch of capitalists are treating me like a cow and a horse to make money for you, woo woo woo."
Lin Chou said speechlessly,
"Obviously you disappeared in the blink of an eye. I thought you had absconded with the money."
When Bonzai thought about what he had experienced on the mountain that day, he felt so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and his cheeks were bulging.
She took a breath, stared at Lin Chou and told Lin Chou,
"The four walls will be built immediately. I have already coordinated with Director Mo. When it is completed, there will be at least a hundred broadcast points on the entire four walls. All of us must attend the premiere, and then the next day The Research Institute will create an official channel for paid on-demand broadcasts, and the current plan is probably like this."
Lin Chou looked at her,
"Say, we haven't even seen the movie and you're just taking care of it??"
The fingers of the potted plant kept touching the clothes, looking very arrogant.
"Everyone except you has watched the film, so it's your own loss if you don't watch it!"
Lin Chou: "???"
The potted plant sneered in her heart, my aunt personally came to invite you to watch a movie, but you arranged for the staff to seduce me, I deserve it.
(Please beg me, please beg me, my aunt may consider showing mercy to you...)
Lin Chou shrugged and didn't even look at her.
He caressed the dusty isinglass like a baby,
"Good boy, it's time to show off today~"
It turns out that someone was almost pissed to death by this heartless guy.
Lin Chou didn't care what the potted plant thought. His precious isinglass needed his care too much.
(In fact, it is not necessary. What people need is actually the care of time. He is just wishful thinking.)
After adjusting the angle of the isinglass hanging on a bamboo grate so that it faced the same direction, Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief - even all the materials in the back mountain animal pen and the cold storage were not as precious as these pieces of isinglass. After that, it would be enough for him to spend all kinds of extravagant things until the end of time.
Tsk, calculated in grams, of course it can be used forever.
Lin Chou suddenly remembered something,
"Hey, wait, what did you just say? The construction of the four walls started?"
The potted plant continued to fold its arms and said sarcastically,
"If you, Boss Lin, continue to live like this, maybe by the time you think about this, the four walls will have been completed."
Zhao Er and Qin Wuyong followed in, followed by Huang Dashan with a shiny head.
Zhao Erdao,
"This time when the city was built, we took into account that there will be a lot of sundries in the lower city area that will be left to ordinary people, such as being responsible for the diet of the evolved people. Lin Chou, do you have any relatives? You can still make a small profit by hanging around. pen."
"What's the meaning?"
"For big pot rice, the ingredients are probably provided by the base city. Of course, you can also buy them yourself, but they must pass the official inspection. It just so happens that during this wave of beasts, the base city saved a large amount of exotic animal meat for consumption during the city's construction period. It should be enough."
"The base city can save a lot of manpower if it is contracted to private individuals. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is acceptable."
The potted plant's eyes lit up.
"real?"
It seems that even the potted plants don't know this news.
Zhao Er nodded,
"It's still under discussion, but all Mingguang should be mobilized. This time the city will be built no longer 30 kilometers, but 60 kilometers."
Huang Dashan was stunned.
“Mother, it’s sixty kilometers again??”
Zhao Er said,
"The scope of the agricultural and pastoral areas is still too small. It is very difficult to feed the entire population of Mingguang. Human beings generally have a very large appetite. If it is 60 kilometers away, almost every family of ordinary people in Xiacheng District can be allocated some land for farming, and their lives will be easier. a little."
Huang Dashan said angrily,
"You really think that we evolvers are not human beings. If we expand to 60 kilometers, how do you calculate the pi? How many times will the amount of work be doubled? If the committee happens, aren't we afraid that all the evolvers will turn into Meng Jiangnu?"
Zhao Er shrugged.
"The old way is tax deduction."
Huang Dashan scolded his mother and said,
"Knock, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life, a knife that kills without blood."
The potted plant rolled its big eyes and added,
"Dividing land? To ordinary people? This is not the style of the Development Committee...emmmmm The next step of the Development Committee is not to collect taxes from ordinary people!"
Zhao Er: (￣.￣)
really!
Qin Wuyong trembled and said,
"I don't know why, but there is always a feeling of sadness that the rabbit is dead and the fox is dead."
Well, this big anchor who is engaged in what is defined as a "profiteering industry" has to hand over more than half of his income to the Development Committee... and the remaining half will be distributed to the Research Institute... and then he has to pay another half of the Evolutionary Head Tax. Waiting for good citizens, well, the kind of good citizens who can laugh so hard that they can laugh to the ears of public officials who go to pay personal taxes.
The potted plant continued to cross its arms, holding its white chin with one hand and wondering what it was, and there was that familiar, flashing golden light in its eyes.
Su Yourong suddenly walked in,
"Shihu, Shihu, that chicken is so annoying. It's pecking at the cow again. The cow is running like crazy while carrying the three yellows, and is moaning in pain. It's so pitiful!"
Su Yourong seemed to like all fat, round "small" animals, such as Gungun, Sigouzi, Hairball, and Cow...
Lin Chou nodded, deeply convinced,
"It's quite annoying. I'll stew them in a pot another day."
Su Yourong: (O_O)?!
Little Yourong kept stamping her feet,
"Master, you hate...hum...Ignore you..."
After saying that, he crossed his arms and left angrily.
Lin Chou hesitated for a moment and said worriedly,
"Is this child not keeping up with nutrition? Why do she always feel that her arms are so short? You must let this child eat more in the future. It is wrong to be a picky eater!"
Qin Wuyong: "..."
Huang Dashan: "..."
Ci'ao, is this guy named Lin stupid? You have two basketballs on your chest. Try hugging your shoulders. If you can close them, your arms are super slender.
The potted plant that had been hugging his shoulders since he came in suddenly lowered his arms calmly, and a kind of sadness emerged spontaneously.
(shameless!)
(Someone who can barely close their arms when walking likes to imitate others holding their shoulders. Looking from behind, you can see your full breasts. Little monster!)
(Yes! No one is born strong! I... 嘤嘤嘤... But the Lun family has already run out of pink papaya...)
(So...hum, little monster!)
(My aunt will never come to this ghost place again! They are all monsters!)
Huang Dashan looked at the potted plant with a smile on his face and nodded frequently.
When the potted plant came over, Huang Dashan clenched his fists, arched his waist, twisted his buttocks, stamped his feet and shouted,
"Come on, come on, come on~"
The potted plant's vision immediately went dark, and he almost fainted, okay?
"you you you..."
Zhao Er and Lin Chou blinked, confused.
"Uh, what happened?"
"Not sure."
Qin Wuyong sighed silently.
(No wonder all the men in the Zhao family, except Mr. Zhao, are single. This upright attribute has reached the sky.)
He was secretly worried about Lin Chou and muttered,
"It hurts. Dealing with people like this every day is really contagious."
Huang Dashan heard this and agreed deeply, saying,
"Yes, yes, it's a pity that Mr. Zhao has such a handsome face. I'm afraid he will be useless after dealing with Lin Zi all the time."
Qin Wuyong: "???"
Zhao Er asked,
"What are you two mumbling over there!"
Huang Dashan smiled brightly, his heart was not weak and he was out of breath.
"If I compare you, Second Master, with Mr. Wen, I think you are more down-to-earth. This old man needs to be more mature and sad, and more interesting."
Mr. Zhao laughed heartily.
"Both each other, Prince Huang, your bald head is not bad either~"
Huang Dashan and Zhao Er walked side by side and said,
"No, if you say Huang's bald head, then Leng Bao... Lieutenant General Ke Leng took care of it himself!"
"Oh? How do you say this?!"
"It starts from a sunny afternoon. That day..."
Lin Chou raised his head and looked at the sky.
Oh my god, are you fucking blind?
When Leng Han fought with the big-breasted sister, he should have chopped off the guy's head and the wheels of the car - even being slapped with a bald spot can be used as bragging rights!
Qin Wuyong: Master Shan, I advise you to be kind.
