The monkey looked like a top with a heavy head and a light tilt. The round iron hoop rolled towards the edge of the table. It was a pity that Yan Zheng quickly pulled it to hold it with a quick hand to save the little monkey from falling off the table.

The tragedy.

Keke and Xiaolan, who were originally dumbfounded, burst into laughter in an instant, and Yan Zheng also laughed out loud.

The little monkey took a long time to get up from the table, holding the iron hoop with both hands, begging Yanzheng with tears in his eyes, "Help me~ help me get it down, it's so uncomfortable~"

Yan Zheng spread his pliers and gestured that he didn't care. Then he said, "Then you hold on, it may hurt a little. Let's get the iron ring on your head into the pit in the center of the table."

When the other party got stuck in, Yan Zheng jumped over the monkey's head, pressed the monkey's head with his shrimp tail, opened his double pliers and stuck the iron frames on both sides, and reminded him again: "Hold on it, it may hurt!"

After saying this, Yan Zheng had just exerted his strength, and the monkey struggled violently, the girl's avatar floating on her head, and she cried and screamed: "It hurts~it hurts~it hurts so much..."

Yan Zheng pretended not to hear it, and gritted his teeth and tried hard. The little monkey fell under the table. Yan Zheng only had an empty iron circle in his hand. He helped the little monkey pull the iron chain from under the table. Yan Zheng looked towards the table.

The edge probing climbed up, and before he could climb to the edge of the table, the monkey crawled out from below with his head in his arms. The area wrapped in tight hoops just now was cleaner than shaved, revealing the bright red skin inside, and blood flowed.

It looks miserable, but it is also ridiculous, just like the head of the Mediterranean Sea was knocked to pieces...

The three unscrupulous people laughed out loud in an instant, ga~ga~ga~ga~ga~ga~ga~ga~ga~each.

The girl who turned into a monkey hugged her head and cried, "Stop laughing, okay? I'm so miserable. Do you still have some conscience? Who can bandage me? It hurts so much~"

Yan Zheng was laughing, and jumped to the counter opposite, took out a roll of toilet paper from it and returned to the table. He wrapped gauze around the monkey's injured head, and waited for the roll of toilet paper to be used up.

The heavy bleeding Mediterranean completely turned into the Indian San...

The three of them couldn't help but burst into laughter again.

The little monkey dragged a piece of toilet paper on his head and rolled his eyes to the three of them in anger.

After laughing for more than ten seconds, Yan Zheng kept his smile and said seriously: "It's a bit inconvenient for you to follow me like this. I'll ask others to find the big white goose..."

The monkey held his head with both hands and asked in confusion: "Big White Goose? Where can I find her~"

Yan Zheng then carried the bag of materials and led the monkey to the ground outside the greenhouse, pointed to the beam on the top of his head and said, "The big white goose is on it. She should find a hiding place when she sees the scene. It's time to show your skills and play it.

Your monkey's ability, find a pillar to climb up and search for it yourself. If you find the white goose, you will be together and I will save you when you look back~!"

The girl's avatar seemed to be different from her, nodded, climbed onto the iron pillar beside her, holding the "hat" in one hand

In the blink of an eye, he climbed up more than ten meters away.

"It's true that it's a racial talent. You can climb up with a pole~"

I sighed and was amused by the little monkey's current appearance again, and I couldn't help laughing.

The daughter who climbed to the beam of the house was biting her lip and said reluctantly: "You can come back quickly..."

Yan Zheng waved his pliers at her to show her peace of mind.

"Don't worry, you guys hide. When you find the right opportunity, I will definitely come back to save you!"

Leaving this sentence, Yan Zheng carried the fish and walked forward. He turned around and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Why do every girl say this in the end, making me and the scumbag who are going to run away from home and can't come back.

Same……"

Walking to the middle of the seafood market, Yan Zheng stopped suddenly, his nose kept shaking and asked at Keke and the two of them in surprise: "Did you two ask a scent ~"

Before Coco could answer, Xiaolan said angrily: "We are separated from the plastic bag. What can we smell? We smell the water a little bad. If you have the chance, please change the water. If you have the opportunity, you won't be able to raise fish.

Such a slack person, let alone the two of us living people..."

Yan Zheng snorted coldly, as if he didn't hear Xiaolan's poisonous tongue, he smelled the smell and followed the place where the fragrance originated.

After walking forward seven or eight meters, I suddenly realized that there was a horizontal passage in front of Yan Zheng, connecting rows of dome greenhouses. The road was about two meters wide, and there were also many shops on both sides. The fragrance Yan Zheng smelled was

Float out of a shop specializing in making turtles.

Yan Zheng walked to the door alertly and saw a large iron pot next to the door, with water vapor slightly swelling, and the fragrance came from the pot. When he walked to the side of the pot, he put down the fish and climbed along the wall to the rack.

At the top, Yan Zheng finally saw the true face of Mount Lu.

A pot of milky white soup was boiled in the pot. The turtle was struggling hard in the soup and wanted to climb out of the bottom of the pot. However, the pot was as smooth as a mirror. The turtle would slip out when it was halfway through, and the turtle was so anxious that it burned its butt.

It seemed to be spinning around the bottom of the pot.

The one floating above the turtle's head was Xiao Li's avatar. Yan Zheng almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene. Xiao Li turned into a turtle, no, it was a green turtle...

Did Sanmu do it on purpose? Thinking about Xiao Li's secret love for Xuan Ni, Yan Zheng felt that Sanmu was unfathomable, and the official complaints were the most fatal!

This scene also made Yan Zheng think of a dish, iron turtle!

Simmer fresh turtles in a cold soup with seasoning over low heat.

The turtle must be alive. When the water gradually heats up, the turtle will struggle due to the heat. The turtle will become thirsty in the pot that is gradually warming up. If you subconsciously drink the soup, the seasoning will naturally enter the turtle.

in vivo.

Gradually the fire became hotter and hotter. Seeing the turtle in the pot rolling in pain, some people who held the chopsticks were extremely excited.

When the turtle finally cooked, the soup outside and the soup drunk by the turtle made the turtle meat taste the soup, which is said to be extremely delicious...

Another extremely cruel delicacy. In order to eat this bite, a turtle must be slowly cooked to death. Watching his body ripen in the high-temperature boiling water, but he can't do anything... This is no longer useful for turtle.

To describe it as cruel, the eighteen levels of hell are nothing more than that!

When the protagonist in the pot changes from turtles to humans, food becomes hell!

Yan Zheng was stabbed in his heart again. Every time he saved someone or saw such a scene, Yan Zheng's guilt increased one point.

This is all retribution!
Chapter completed!