Chapter Seventy-Seven: Concentration Pill
Zhou Zhen ignored the protest of the knife master, and when it came to eating, he suddenly felt a strange hunger in his stomach, and couldn't help touching his belly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Gollum......
His stomach was growling, and he felt even hungrier, as if he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, and his legs and feet were a little weak.
"What's the matter, didn't you eat a bowl of instant noodles just now......" Thinking of instant noodles, my stomach was even more hungry, and the next moment it seemed like I hadn't eaten for a week, and I was dizzy with hunger.
It must be caused by the ghost flash function!
Zhou Zhen suddenly understood, he had only used this function twice, and the energy in his body seemed to have been drained, if he used it a few more times, it was really possible to die as warned by the Weaver Girl system.
Zhou Zhen touched the sweat on his forehead, and he didn't have time to think about anything, so he ran out with a cigarette, his eyes shining like a hungry ghost, looking for something to eat.
At night, the shop outside was closed, and the alley seemed very deserted, so he ran towards the alley, and when he arrived at the street outside, he saw that the foreign fast food restaurant opposite was still brightly lit.
Thinking of those golden chicken legs, Zhou Zhen almost drooled down, and even waited for the red light to cross the street with great difficulty.
Entering the Madeji store, Zhou Zhen rushed to the counter and ordered three set meals in one go. He now feels like he can eat a pig.
Foreign fast food ordering is fast, and soon a large number of chicken nuggets and burgers are served, Zhou Zhen paid with his mobile phone, ran to the side with the plate, and began to feast.
He was so hungry that the three meals were almost wiped out by him, and he sucked the grease from his fingers, and when he found that his stomach showed no signs of fullness, he simply got up and ordered a large number of drumsticks and nuggets.
The restaurant orderers were stunned, originally thinking that the other party still had a guest coming, or a takeaway, who knew that this guest was actually planning to eat this large pile of food alone, which was also outrageous.
When Zhou Zhen brought the food and went over to eat the Housthis over there, the waiters in the store, including the people in the kitchen, poked their heads out and began to whisper, with expressions of disbelief and joy on their faces.
They have never seen such a eater, but they know Zhou Zhen, this person seems to know his boss, but it is very strange that their boss seems to be reluctant to greet each other, and at this moment he is also standing on the side, looking at it with a stunned face.
Zhou Zhen was only left to eat at the moment, and everything that entered his stomach turned invisible, as if the ghost flash before was still extracting his energy.
"Gollum! Grunt! Uh-"
There was already a row of empty Coke cups in front of Zhou Zhen, after eating four or five hamburgers, about twenty fried chicken thighs, six or seven packets of French fries, and pouring five or six cups of Coke in a row, Zhou Zhen looked up to the sky and let out a long full burp, touched his stomach and finally showed a satisfied expression.
When he looked up, he found that the customers in the store were all looking at him in surprise and inexplicably, and even the waiters were staring at him.
Zhou Zhen saw Qi Feng, who was not calm not far away, a smile bloomed on his face, and he waved his hand and shouted: "Boss Qi, your chicken legs are really good, give me a few more, I want to pack them for supper!" ”
Qi Feng retracted his head as if frightened, and never appeared again.
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Zhou Zhen returned to the store with a bag of chicken legs and called his mother, explaining that he would not go back to sleep tonight, and his parents asked him to pay more attention to his body and eat and drink well. He gave his mother a long burp, which caused Liu Susu to laugh and scold on the phone.
Buy supper and go back, Zhou Zhen is naturally planning to fight at night, the time given to him by the system is urgent, he knows that he should redouble his efforts, after all, this time even the money from his parents at the bottom of the box has been put in.
20 million, wait, I will sell clothes in Tangzhou!
Zhou Zhen returned to the store and immediately put into work, he planned to make more samples tonight, the shirt is already familiar, and then it is not a big problem to make strips from ordinary materials, and he wants to make trousers, not only can be matched with his shirt, but also can be used as a commodity, killing two birds with one stone.
Since it is a production of goods, and it cannot be blurred and fixed, Zhou Zhen has planned the size, and divided a total of multiple models, with the accurate measurement of the tornado, he does not need to worry about anything.
Of course, Duo Mei is still irreplaceable, although she can't fuzzy the complex process, but when designing the version, she can provide a measurement object for the tornado, and he just needs to keep changing his body shape.
Zhou Zhen memorized a lot of design patterns during this time, but this time there were a lot of goals, which made his mind a little confused, he was afraid that the system would judge that he was not in good spirits, so he directly let himself lie down and sleep, so he went to wash his face with cold water, and then thought of the props he got at home, and wanted to try it in his heart.
Concentration Pills, a total of five.
Zhou Zhen tried to swallow one, but as soon as the pill entered his abdomen, a burst of coolness rushed straight to his brain, and the whole person was a hundred times more energetic, and his mind became extremely clear.
Zhou Zhen's brain was much easier to use than usual, and he instantly understood the benefits of this concentration pill, and instantly knew that it was a terrible thing for him to use this thing to drive away drowsiness.
Concentration is not just about concentrating, but about making all the distractions in his mind, thinking that anything can be pointed to the root, that is to say, with this thing, as long as he encounters a bottleneck, he can easily solve it with a single one.
What a waste! Lao Tzu turned out to be a loser!
Zhou Zhen sighed, this is a consumable prop, naturally it is impossible to spit it out again, he immediately seized the time, took advantage of the effect of the medicine for an hour, and hurried to do things without wasting it.
He used his pen like a fly, and the design drafts rained down, and he drew five or six shirt styles in a short time, and he bought a lot of fabrics last time, these styles are for fabric matching, styles include casual and formal wear, and even a few women's round neck and bald neck shirts.
After designing the shirt, I designed several types of pants, including tube pants, trousers, bloomers, and so on.
The craftsmanship of the pants is a little more complicated than the shirt, but Zhou Zhen's designs are all basic, and they are also taken from the doctrine, but there will not be too many mistakes.
There are seven or eight styles of shirts and trousers, although they are all taken, but due to the different choices of fabrics, he must adjust the color and luster, and even differentiate each product, and the workload is actually very huge.
This is normal times, I am afraid that it will not be completed in a few nights, but at this moment, in just one hour, he has basically completed the preliminary work.
The effect of the concentration pill subsided, and he exhaled, clapped his hands, and looked at the carefully designed manuscript paper all over the ground with great satisfaction.
However, the face of the sword master and other spiritual creatures was a little ugly, and the foodie one-eyed man was not hungry, he was moaning.
But Zhou Zhen is an exploiter, and in order to retaliate against these spiritual creatures, where does he allow them to be lazy, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, his fingers flicking the table, and saying in a threatening language: "If you don't finish tonight, you will be without food for a day tomorrow!" ”