"Ahem, I know that papaya and crucian carp in milk soup is a holy product for nourishing yin, beautifying and enlarging the breasts. It is an ancient recipe before the catastrophe! Although the method is different, the effect of my dish must be the same, well,
Only strong but not weak. Vertex 23S. The fastest update."
"Mmp, Lin Zi, who has always been honest and honest, has learned to lie. Who taught you??"
The bald man suddenly became furious and had an upright look on his face.
Everyone’s eyes are focused on Master Shan,
"Look, look at your uncle, what do you think I'm doing?"
Of course, Lin Chou was even more dissatisfied.
"Then how can you say it's a lie? When have I ever deceived you? You have to touch your own conscience. I allow you to think about it before you say anything."
The bald man groaned, reached in and squeezed his pectoralis major.
frown,
"I don't feel anything, neither big nor small."
"So, it must be a lie."
This reason is impeccable.
I don’t blame the bald head, it’s just that my conscience and boobs are too close.
Lin Chou drew a slowly upward curve,
"This is a continuous, slow process, just like traditional Chinese medicine. Do you understand that it needs to be calculated based on the course of treatment?"
Everyone shook their heads together.
"It's enough to fool those stupid roe deer in Base City. They're not the type to be evolved, so what can I do?"
Lin was anxious,
"It's not the food of evolutionaries. It can't be said to be a lie. It's genuine, do you understand?"
Everyone hissed and ate the food while nodding indifferently.
"Yeah."
"We are all showmen, so can we tear down Brother Lin's stage? Do you think that's right?"
"Okay, okay, a bunch of big guys will trick you."
Lin Chou was speechless and announced that this trial would be included in the blacklist of most failed dishes.
...
Full of wine and food, he was paralyzed in bed.
Everyone's sitting posture is not very good-looking, mainly because it takes a while to digest after eating too much.
Huang Dashan is still humming,
"I can't believe that a carnivore like Grandpa Dashan could one day become a vegetarian."
"Is this considered vegetarian?"
Shanye said,
"Of course, only rabbits eat fruit!"
Bai Qiongshou frowned,
"Have I offended you?"
"Hey, Rabbit's surname is not Bai, why are you so excited?"
While everyone was talking, Sikong's figure stepped in from outside the door.
"A sneeze, a sneeze!"
As soon as I come in, I can't stop sneezing.
"This smells like...a sneeze!"
After sneezing, he started coughing violently. His thin body made people worry whether he would be blown away by his own sneeze.
Lin Chou frowned,
"Didn't you say your health is getting better? What's wrong?"
After not seeing each other for a few days, Sikong's already thin face had lost even a little bit of flesh. You could almost see a trace of blue blood vessels in his pale face. His cheekbones were prominent and he looked very scary.
Sikong Road,
"This is my old problem, but it's you who got ripped off?"
"..."
Lin Chou rolled his eyes,
"what happened?"
Sikong blushed and smiled sheepishly,
"Hey, it's shameful to say that the smell of penguin excrement has been too strong recently. My fragile lungs can't stand this kind of air. Just when I was about to go out, I felt dizzy. This is not it, it was just now.
Get out of bed and walk around and I'll come over."
Huang Dashan grinned,
"I said Mr. Sikong, you should stop playing for a while. Why are you trying so hard? With such a small body, you dare to jump into the wilderness? I'm not afraid that a gust of wind will blow you down."
Sikong smiled bitterly,
"If you don't move, I will really die young. Lin Zi, let's have a bowl of pig blood soup first. Is that thing... still available?"
Lin Chou nodded,
"There is still some half-crocodile dragon meat, but in your current state... you are too weak and cannot be replenished. It would be better to order half-crocodile dragon."
Sikong sighed, his expression was very sad,
"Lin Zi, when I die one day, if you have nothing else to do, remember to cook two good dishes, tie some paper horses, a paper man, a big sword, and burn it for me."
"Vegetables should be less oily and more spicy, swords should be like Qingma's, and paper girls should have big breasts, a small mouth, a small waist, a thin hip, an age of no more than eighteen, and a height of no less than 1.65 meters."
"Well, that's all for now, I have no other requirements."
"puff."
Huang Dashan almost spit out all the food he had just eaten.
Lin Chou raised his eyes,
"That is to say, the paper used to tie the paper figures must be eighteen years ago. Are you worried if it doesn't pierce the paper?"
Sikong was stunned.
Lin Chou said,
"Okay, that's it. Before I burn the girl for you, I will repair the book and send it to you first. When the burning paper figurine passes, you have to hold on tight and don't let others snatch it. Take advantage of it while it's hot."
Sikong twisted his mouth,
"Brother, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your taste is getting more and more sophisticated."
Lin Chou glanced sideways at Huang Dashan and others,
"If this room is close to red, it will be red. If it is close to ink, it will be black."
Huang Dashan slapped the table,
"Don't poke your eyes around when a child is talking. Do you know that the eyeballs are easily dangled and cannot be found in the mouse hole?"
Lin Chou spread his hands,
"Look~"
It is definitely unbearable for normal people to watch a senior patient who has been ill for decades eat. It is too strenuous.
After a while, half of the person was suffocated.
Sikong sighed, feeling unbearably depressed. He didn't even take a few sips of the soup, so he put down his spoon lonely and turned around to go out.
Lin Chou's face was full of sorrowful sympathy, looking at his back he hesitated to speak.
Alas, I lost it again, this guy didn’t get paid.
Once people are depressed, they need some entertainment activities.
When Sikong left, he planned to ask Wu Ke to go back to the base city with him.
Wu Ke also looked moved. He looked at the thick stack of blank reports in his hand, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Forget it, I won't go. If I go to the kind of place you go to often, I feel like my life will be shortened."
After Sikong left, Master Shan came up and said,
"Hey, hey, what kind of place is it? Tell me, is it the kind of place that is, well, ahem, a good place?"
Wu Kedao,
"What's a good place for um~ahem~? Why do you look so weird?"
"..."
Mr. Shan was so bored,
"Hypocritical, so hypocritical."
He turned around and smiled again,
"Next time Mr. Sikong takes you to a nice place, remember to call me."
Wu Ke finally finished writing a piece of report paper and said without raising his head,
"Uncle, now that you are old enough, do you also like young people's things?"
Mr. Huang coughed,
"You know what? It's called a person who has an old heart and a childlike innocence. Only people like me can live a long time."
"That seems to make sense...are you sure you want to go?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll ask you to come with me next time."
Mr. Huang’s plan succeeded,
"Great, but where did you go?"
Wu Ke frowned and clapped his fingers.
"The first time I went to fight crickets for a day, the second time I went to eat beef hotpot, the third time I drank soybean juice, the fourth time I ate stinky mandarin fish, the fifth time..."
"Ugh...Okay, stop talking and stay away from me! Low IQ may be contagious!"