Chapter 33: Beauty, Money, Wishes 2
It is a great blessing to go on a night tour with beautiful women. But now both of them have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.
Although Isabel is heroic and glamorous, she can't help but feel a little depressed when she sees Xing Jie answering questions on the side. From childhood to adulthood, every man who sees himself can't ignore his beauty. In addition to the bastard Liu Fengwu who released his own pigeon and humiliated himself, he has to add his nephew Xing Jie now. Could it be true that as the book says, the aesthetics of Chinese are completely different from those of Europe and the United States?
Isabelle, who is extremely confident in her beauty, once again has doubts.
Frustration, this feeling makes Isabel feel very uncomfortable. And after Xing Jie saw the other party's subordinates coming one after another, he turned around and left without hesitation. This move has dealt a serious blow to Isabelle's self-confidence!
Early the next morning, after Isabel and his party finished washing, they found that Aziz and the others had been waiting in the restaurant for a long time.
"You guys are lucky today, it took a lot of effort to make the best Russian red sausage, and it tastes really good after smoking. To greet you, this kid has taken it all out. Aziz said with a smile there.
Isabel nodded undeniably, after all, I tasted the Yangzhou fried rice made by Xing Jie yesterday, and it tasted really good. She had expected that this time Aziz and his men would be the same as before, and everything would be extremely serious. But yesterday she was surprised to find that although the smoke of this team had not dispersed, everyone's faces were full of smiles.
Hell, is this still the team she used to know? She and Aziz have played each other no less than five times, and they have won and lost each other, and they know each other too well. But why such a dramatic change?
Especially in the industry, Professor Erickson and Professor Clint Takau, both of whom are notoriously unsmiling. But why is it now that you are greeting the people around you with a smile on your face?
"Hall, you two come over and help carry the bread!" Xing Jie shouted from behind, hammering the cook.
The chef also felt that he was very shameless, but Xing Jie's cooking was indeed much better than his own cooking, and the taste was completely different with the same thing. So while resisting Xing Jie's fist, he recorded Xing Jie's cooking process word by word.
"You guy is hopeless, don't you know that only with your heart can you make the most delicious food?" Xing Jie pretended to force.
The two large baskets of the big leba, each weighing more than two kilograms. Then there is the red sausage made after the modified recipe, and when you go down with a knife, you will reveal a pink fine meat puree, and of course, the unique spice of peppercorns will naturally not be missing. Add to that a generous portion of potato sausage salad and it's perfect. As for the two professors, Erikson and Clint Takao, there is naturally oatmeal porridge specially made by Xing Jie. Coffee and brewed milk tea is enough for you.
Seeing others competing for the sweetness of food there, but the uncle was absent-hearted to eat. He is too smart, what kind of virtue his nephew is, he doesn't know? Especially when he learned that the first thing Isabel did when he came was to ask about the question of ownership, the uncle could conclude that Xing Jie was just perfunctory for this breakfast, and the delicious food must be in the back kitchen!
"Roasted wheat, it, and tofu brain? How did you make it? Hurry up and bring me a bowl, I haven't eaten it for years, I'm almost hungry." The uncle looked at the tofu brains that Professor Yang and Xing Jie were drinking leisurely there, and shouted in surprise.
Seeing his uncle gobbling up there, Xing Jie said, "Uncle, let's go back after this ticket." I thought a lot last night, you're almost forty years old this year, how long can you live this kind of bullet and bullet days?
I thought you were working as a teacher in Mauritius and living a leisurely life, but I didn't expect you to play so crazy. What are you working so hard for? You can cry even if you eat tofu brain and siu mai? If my mother knew you were doing this, believe it or not, she would be able to fly here tomorrow and pull you back?"
Hearing this, the uncle put down the dishes and chopsticks, and after swiping his face, he directly slapped Xing Jie on the back of the head. However, seeing Xing Jie's eyes staring at him, he finally glanced at Professor Yang obliquely before muttering, "There are too many things here, and there is no way to tell you." I can't go back when I go back to China, you are still young, and all that is involved is money, which you deserve, and no one can say anything. When this is over, I will arrange for you to go back. ”
After saying that, he turned around and left the back kitchen.
"Xiaojie, your uncle is right. If he went back, there would be more trouble. Although I don't know the specific situation, I also know that these two organizations used to make too much trouble, and if they came to China for academic exchanges, it would be fine, but people like your uncle and Isabel would definitely receive great restrictions, surveillance, and so on. Professor Yang said calmly.
"How do you know this?" Xing Jie tilted his head, his eyes red.
"Anyway, I'm also in the system, that Zhou Ziyugui was the second heir of Qingcheng Mountain, and he was sent over as my guard, you should understand what it means. But that kid can't help himself, in his position, how difficult is life? Professor Yang smiled slightly, and then turned to leave.
Halfway through, he stopped abruptly, turned around and said, "I want to drink eight-treasure porridge tonight, it's very thick and strong, it tastes very good, I like it very much." ”
Xing Jie gestured to the tableware, and said without raising his head: "What's so difficult about that? I'll go find the materials now." ”
Xing Jie originally wanted to enter the Dao Underground again, but was kicked out by his uncle and Aziz. Not only does there not have a good face, but even the words spoken in the mouth have become very vicious.
"What do you mean that a cook is not qualified to go to the temple? If you are lucky, you can find the ruins with a soak of dog urine? Why don't you go and pee for me? Aziz, Hall, you two bastards, you ate Lao Tzu's food, and you didn't even say thank you, and this drove me out? You call unloading the mill and killing the donkey!" Xing Jie sat on the chair, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he scolded there.
No way, it's firmly tied there by Hall, or a professional sailor's buckle. Without anyone's help, it's simply impossible to break free.
"Save your energy, even if you scream and cut your throat, no one will untie you. Zhou Ziyu's voice appeared behind Xing Jie.
"Dude, it's too late for you to come, hurry up and help me get out of the way. Alas, alas, big brother, why don't you speak. Uncle, are you my own uncle, can you die?" Xing Jie shouted there.
"Nonsense, buddy is tied up here like you, when your brother-in-law was leaving, he gave an order in front of me, which of us wants to enter the temple, and directly break his leg and throw it out!" Zhou Ziyu said.
Xing Jie is not stupid, of course he knows why this kind of thing happened today. Yesterday's uncle's words were already very clear, and he didn't enter the third layer because he didn't have enough strength. But now the arrival of the NO.9 team led by Isabel is equivalent to making up for the last shortcoming, and today they are all out of the way in order to enter the third layer!
And the ones who replaced Zhou Ziyu and Xing Jie were naturally Amy and Miller.
"From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person. Pickled girls, mansions, beautiful cars, travel the world. From tomorrow onwards, be a lazy eater. The food comes to open the mouth, and the clothes come to stretch out the hand. I have a house facing the sea and the spring flowers are blooming.
Damn, I just want to be a person who eats and waits for death, I don't want to be a hero, if it weren't for my uncle, do you think I'd fight and kill monsters in that ghost place?"
Xing Jie was there while muttering about his original ideals while crying bitterly.
"The guy who cries there like the second force, do you dare to fight?" a voice came again.
"Just go, who's afraid of whom?" but we ...... the two of us," Xing Jie said happily.
Zhou Ziyu, who was originally tied up, slowly appeared in front of Xing Jie, the knife in his hand flashed, and the rope broke in response.
"Give me some time, it's easy to get out of this bondage. You go get a weapon, and if the third layer is full of Scphens, you're looking for death with your fists alone. Zhou Ziyu said with a look of coaxing.
"Alright, brother master, let's go now! I remember the gun that Hall gave me is still under the pillow, you wait. After finishing speaking, Xing Jie rushed out like the wind.
After greeting Professor Clint and Professor Erickson, who were directing in front of the monitor, he ran towards the temple without stopping. The two old professors were very satisfied with this, and their faces unabashedly showed their appreciation for Xing Jie and Zhou Ziyu for making such a move.
Turn around three times, open the trap, and ascend to the altar!
Isn't it the Nine Palaces? Qingcheng Mountain's future handle is extraordinary, and the things that have long been played rotten naturally do not have the slightest difficulty in front of Zhou Ziyu.
I thought there would be a fierce firefight, but I found that there was still a long road in front of me, but it was eerily silent.
How long has it been? It's all gone? It's impossible.
Xing Jie snorted and rushed into the depths, my uncle must not have an accident, my mother is just this one brother, dare to have three long and two short, I have to get sick urgently.
But when Xing Jie and Zhou Ziyu came to the gate, they found that everyone was fine, but they were all standing there, although they couldn't see the expressions on their faces, and they were trembling all over!