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Chapter 312 In fact, men can chat when they drink

"What kind of bow is this?" Chen Ze was a little confused. Although he was indeed a monster hunter, he was a big sword player. His favorite thing was to use the big sword to accumulate strength to break the head and tail. As long as the monsters that could break the tail would cry under Chen Ze's big sword.

So Chen Ze really doesn't know the appearance and material of the bow. Although it is basically related to monsters, Chen Ze's understanding of ranged weapons in monster hunters is still stuck in the Monster Hunter OL of a certain news agent. After all, in that game, the one recommended as a novice-based artifact is the Fire Dragon Crossbow.

Although Monster Hunter OL has stopped running now, it has to be said that there is a star dragon designed by the Chinese, which has received unanimous praise from many players.

"This is the Fire Dragon Bow. I used the materials of the male Fire Dragon and entrusted the blacksmith to help me process it." Greenwich looked proud, but the expression of the flying squirrel became a little strange.

If this Greenwich hadn't looked like a time traveler, Flying Squirrel would have wanted to grab his shoulder and ask, "Brother, when did you travel through time?"

After all, it sounds like a game world.

"Male Fire Dragon Bow? Thank you, I like it very much." Chen Ze happily put it away. This Male Fire Dragon Bow is quite handsome and looks very eye-catching. However, it would be even better if it can be matched with a Male Fire Dragon Suit.

"Hehe, as long as the store manager is satisfied, please give me a dish recommended by the store manager. I'm a little hungry, so I'll give me some meat." Greenwich patted his stomach. Although Chen Ze's cooking here was not like the one made by Chef Cat, he couldn't add the hunting attribute value to him, but it was delicious.

"Okay." Chen Ze nodded, then walked into the kitchen.

Chen Ze has already thought about barbecue. He only needs to make the Argentine barbecue that the man who made for fate last time. He doesn’t need to pay too much attention to the others. As for the cooking, Chen Ze thinks magical mapo tofu and swamp eel rice are pretty good choices.

"I will be able to provide fried chicken with paper tomorrow. It seems that I have to find some time to print out a new recipe, otherwise there will be no other dishes on the recipe." Chen Ze thought about this question while grilling the eel.

After a while, Chen Ze made all the dishes he planned to make, and the evaluation reached the right level, but Chen Ze didn't care too much. Now, Chen Ze always has a very casual attitude towards making these dishes.

"But I still want to try it out, can I make cat rice with additional attributes?" Chen Ze licked his lips. If he wanted to achieve this goal, Chen Ze thought the most reliable thing was naturally to use desserts.

After all, the passiveness of the dessert master is to allow him to trigger the attributes he wants at a very low probability. Although the probability is low, as long as it is triggered, Chen Ze feels that it is basically stable.

"Betty, come in and serve the food." Chen Ze shouted, and then began to try to make a dessert similar to cat rice.

"Wow, what is this glowing dish?" Greenwich wiped his eyes, wondering if he had been poisoned by eating poisonous mushrooms.

"Sir, this is the magical Mapo tofu in our store." Betty explained with a smile, then placed the other dishes and a lot of Argentine barbecue on the table.

"I'll give you a try, thank you, give me another glass of Thunder Ayer bar." Greenwich licked his lips, he couldn't wait.

"Your barbecue looks pretty good." Feishe glanced at the Argentine barbecue, and then began to think about whether to have a barbecue.

After all, drinking this wine that is similar to beer and paired with skewers or barbecue is a very good choice.

"That's! Come and try it together." Greenwich smiled and pushed the barbecue over, then picked up the wine glass and touched the flying squirrel.

"This barbecue... tastes really good. I have never had such a great barbecue!" Greenwich was amazed. In fact, he had eaten a lot of barbecue, and it can even be said that he would vomit. However, compared with this barbecue, those barbecue are not the same world barbecue.

"It's really great. It seems that I added some cumin? But I still can't tell how much the manager added to it." Feishu was much calmer. After eating too much at Chen Ze, his ability to bear has improved. Even if he had delicious dishes, Feishu thought it was natural.

"Another Thunder Ale!" Flying Squirrel and Greenwich spoke at the same time, then looked at each other with both laughter.

"Then let's have two cups, and six more servings of the barbecue!" Greenwich said to Betty with a smile, and then began to chat with Flying Squirrel.

In fact, men's friendship is particularly easy to establish. After eating barbecue together, drinking some beer, the chat started immediately.

"Hello." Chen Ze replied. He had just heard the sound of Greenwich. He was making mango mousse and his hands hurt. He roasted the barbecue for a rest.

"I suspect I am a non-Chief, and I have evidence." Chen Ze looked at the table of mango mousse with a speechless face.

Although Chen Ze knew that the passive chance of the dessert master was very low, he didn't expect that after doing so much, there was no trigger probability, which made Chen Ze deeply realize how non-general he was.

Chen Ze quickly finished six portions of barbecue, and then asked Betty to take it out, and then Chen Ze began to continue his journey toward his non-capital road.

"I tell you, last time I was hiccupped by the male fire dragon, I shined with a flash of jade, and then rushed to it. The tail of the sand sculpture dragon was broken with one knife!" Greenwich was already drunk, his face was a little red, and he was covered in alcohol.

"Male Fire Dragon? I really envy you. There is no dragon there. At least I haven't seen it yet." Fortunately, the flying mouse has given him strong anti-alcohol ability.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Next time I'll take you to hunt the G-position Thunder Wolf Dragon... hiccup... to make you a handsome Thunder Wolf Condom!" Greenwich patted her chest. If it weren't for the flying squirrel pulling him, Greenwich would probably rushed out immediately.

"Shopkeeper, why do you feel like this customer is bragging?" Betty lay on the open window of the kitchen. She couldn't stand the smell of alcohol.

"It's normal. People cannot generalize. I thought that when I was extremely angry, I first fought thirty people for 75 minutes, then ran thirty kilometers, and finally met a tiger. I took it away with a slippery shovel, and finally jumped up and kicked out a bear's brain with gravity acceleration." Chen Ze smiled.
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