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The matter of the elven reinforcements is slowly developing in a good direction. But Lord Ozma's bribery plan has not yet been completed, which is a hassle for our Lord Ozma.

Rewind time to a long, long, long time ago (hee-hee)

That night, after Ozma described her appeal to the grandmother. Based on her affection for Ozma, the grandmother woke up the next day, and in addition to the routine of making the pastries to be bought that day, she also set aside some extra time to study the alcohol-flavored pastries that Ozma said.

But when the old grandmother thought of the volatile alcohol and the heat of the oven, the wrinkles on her forehead became denser. The grandmother tried several methods in a row, but this contradiction was not resolved. After a silent sigh, he gave up the development of this bizarre pastry.

'Hey~! Child, grandma is old. Your wish grandma can't come true. The old grandmother felt a pang in her heart.

It's night, Luolan Night Market.

Lady Ozma came to the Lorrain Night Market, in front of the grandmother's stall with a relaxed heart.

When the old grandmother saw that it was Ozma coming, she sighed regretfully, and then said to Ozma:

"Hey~~! Child. You're here. Grandma I'm old......"

As soon as Ozma heard this, he already knew that the old grandmother had not made the so-called alcohol-flavored pastry, so she quickly interrupted the old grandmother and said:

"Where's Grandma's old? Right. Ivan, do you say grandma is young? ”

With that, Lord Ozma looked at the fat man Ivan who was following him. Ivan was also a very good-hearted person, and hurriedly replied:

"That's it. Grandma is only 18 years old at first glance. ”

Hearing this, Ozma and the grandmother on the side were black lines at one end, and the grandmother smiled awkwardly and said:

"Huh...... Child. Thank you for the compliment. Since you call me 'grandma', then grandma and I are no longer young. Child. The pastries you are talking about, grandma really can't make them. If it had been put in my grandmother when I was young, I would have had a little chance to develop it. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

After speaking, the old grandmother had a melancholy and reminiscing look again.

Seeing this, the fat man Ivan said to Ozma at the right time:

"I said Ozma, can't you buy some other pastries to take home? Do you have to be this 'alcoholic pastry'? ”

Ozma sighed slightly and said:

"You don't know! My brother is a drunkard, and he is really an alcoholic. If he had to choose between wine and a girl, he would definitely choose a girl who could drink. ”

After saying this sentence, Master Ozma silently sighed in his heart, 'Hey~~~! If only I had been born decades earlier, my young grandmother would have been able to help me carry out this great bribery plan.'

At the thought of being young, our Lord Ozma slapped her thigh and said to the old grandmother:

"Grandma, it's true that you are an old birthday star, but I'm young, I can help you find a way!"

The old grandmother was shocked when she saw Ozma, and her old heart almost stopped, and after stabilizing her mind slightly, she said to Ozma:

"Kids. What you say is not without reason. But Grandma, I still have to sell pastries. I'm gone, what about the kids who can't eat my pastries? ”

When Ozma heard this, he unconsciously used his sophistic eloquence again.

"Grandma. You have a point. It's a blessing for all of you to be able to put yourself in the shoes of your diners. On behalf of your loyal fans, I would like to thank you. ”

After saying this, Master Ozma actually bowed deeply, and then continued:

"But grandma, have you ever wondered how long it has been since we fans have eaten your newly developed pastry? I think it's not half a year, but a month. If you can launch a wine heart pastry that ordinary people can't make at this time, then your status in our hearts will be on a higher level. When the time comes, you will be happy, and we will be happy for you, right? ”

In this way, under the attack of Lord Ozma's sugar-coated shells, the old grandmother was coaxed into a daze and walked in the direction of home.

This group of three people left a chic back for the people in the night market.

……

"It's delicious!" The fat man Ivan was pushing the old woman's cart and eating it with praise.