Bo Lijue raised his arm to block the falling glass jar. "Bang..." the glass jar shattered.
The fat boss threw away the fragments in his hand and rushed towards Bo Lijue.
"Thief, let me crush you to death."
Bo Lijue rolled to the side, and the fat boss jumped away and fell to the ground.
"Ouch, it hurts me to death."
The next second, he shuddered suddenly and looked at the sharp ax that had been chopped down.
He shouted: "Don't kill me, I have a lot of good stuff hidden away."
"Huh..." The sharp ax stopped against his carotid artery, and a trace of blood flowed down.
The fat boss didn't dare to move, cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead, and he spoke tremblingly,
"I see that what you got is just for body repair. I have better products. As long as you don't kill me, I can give them to you."
Bo Lijue narrowed his eyes slightly and then took back his axe.
The fat boss stood up from the ground tremblingly. When he saw Bo Lijue's gray eyes, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground again.
"Zombies... zombies."
After reacting, he crawled under the counter, trembling all over.
A cold, big hand grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him up like a little chicken.
"Ah..." The fat boss was so frightened that his feet were shaking like sieves.
"Don't eat me. I'm covered in fat, which doesn't taste good. And I eat too much, and my stomach is full of poop. It really doesn't taste good at all."
Bo Lijue's eyes showed disgust and he shook him off, as if he was disgusted by his words.
Seeing that he had successfully dispelled the zombie's appetite, the fat boss breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with trembling hands.
Now he just wants to send this ancestor off properly.
"I...wait a minute, I'll get you something nice."
After the fat boss finished speaking, he walked to the front desk, opened the safe there, and painfully took out his hidden treasure.
Top-quality snow clams, precious bird's nests, thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, thousand-year-old ginseng, etc...
They are all good goods that he himself is unwilling to sell.
He touched and looked at these good goods again and again, but he couldn't bear to part with any of them.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and took a small bag. He put a snow clam in it, a piece of bird's nest, a corner of Ganoderma lucidum, and a bit of ginseng...
Bo Lijue:………….
ten minutes later.
Bo Lijue immediately emptied the fat boss's safe and left with the full box in his arms.
As a result, the fat boss lay on the ground hugging his legs and howling sadly.
"You must use them well and don't waste these good things."
"Stewed hen with ginseng is the most nourishing. Remember to add red dates and wolfberry to nourish the blood."
"Cut Ganoderma lucidum into eight slices and soak it in water to replenish energy and help you sleep. Remember, you must take eight slices, because the number is auspicious."
"Stew the bird's nest with milk. It is nutritious and enhances immunity. You must remember to use prairie and freshly squeezed milk, otherwise the bird's nest will be wasted."
"Remember to soak the snow clams and add a few slices of ginger. After soaking, put the papaya and white fungus into the stew. Remember to use papaya grown in the countryside. There are no pesticides. It is best to grow the white fungus yourself. Promise me, you will eat it cool. Otherwise it will burn your mouth."
Bo Lijue had a black line on his head:! !
………
When Qi Qi woke up, the room was quiet, and the wind blew the curtains, making her heart feel.
She sat up from the sofa, and the thin blanket on her body fell to the floor.
She picked up the thin blanket, looked around, and shouted softly: "Bo Lijue, Bo Lijue..."
She shouted several times, but the room was still quiet, knowing that he had gone out again.
Qiqi rubbed her head that was swollen from sleep, sat up from the sofa, went to the bathroom to pee, and then sat back on the sofa.
She picked up her phone and looked at the time. It was after two o'clock in the afternoon.
After drinking half a bowl of porridge in the morning, she felt a little hungry. She went to the kitchen and saw the rice porridge warm there. Qiqi took out a bowl and took out a bowl. She sat at the dining table to drink porridge and watch the bears.
After eating the porridge, Qiqi lay on the sofa and continued to watch the bears.
The main thing is to show off.
The afternoon was spent watching bears in Qiqi.
The sun went down and the sky gradually became dark. Just when Qiqi thought that Bo Lijue would not come back, she heard the sound of unlocking the door.
"Gu...gu..."
"Goose...goose..."
Before anyone could see it, the sound of chickens and geese was heard.
Qiqi:? ?
The door opened and Bo Lijue walked in. He had five chickens in his left hand and two geese in his right hand. The main character was a simple and unpretentious one.
Qiqi's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in, and she was stunned.
She also rubbed her eyes, thinking she was hallucinating.
Seeing that it was indeed Bo Lijue who was carrying chickens and ducks, Qiqi felt that the whole world was magical.
When did Bo Lijue, known as Lord Bo Lijue, who is dignified, elegant and decisive in killing, become so down-to-earth?
"Huh, I'm exhausted. I can really walk fast with my long legs." The fat boss walked in panting, with large and small bags hanging on his body and a box in his hand.
He put the box in his hand on the ground, sat down on the ground with his fat body, and gasped, "I can't do it anymore, I'm too tired."
"Uh...Uncle, are you in the wrong room?" Qiqi looked at this strange uncle in confusion.
He has a fat head, big ears, and a big belly. He wears a gold necklace as thick as a thumb around his neck. He looks like a boss and is very oily.
"I made the right move, I came with him." The fat boss pointed at Bo Lijue.
He was really afraid that his collection would be ruined, so he hugged Bo Lijue's thigh and cried and howled to follow him.
He will personally cook these top-quality ingredients to maximize their value. He will never allow his treasures to be eaten as whole as turnips and greens.
After eating, he said with great disdain, "It's just that."
So he volunteered to be a cook.
His family has been running a bird's nest shop since his great-grandfather's generation, and it has been handed down to him for the fourth generation. No one knows how to eat these bird's wings every day like his family.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that this zombie brought him back.
Bo Lijue handed the chicken and goose to the fat boss. The fat boss carried the chicken and goose into the kitchen very politely and prepared to show off his skills.
Qiqi was stunned. Did Bo Lijue capture a cook?
But it didn't look like the uncle had been arrested, and he even looked very excited.
? ?
People who didn't know better thought he was here to cook royal meals for the emperor, which was something worthy of honoring one's ancestors.
Bo Lijue went to the bathroom to wash his hands, dried them with paper towels, walked to Qiqi and took her temperature.
Qiqi's forehead was covered with a touch of coldness, which made her shiver.
Bo Lijue paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand.
