Section 56 Blood Debt and Blood Repayment (7)

In the face of Kang Lele's crying accusation, the boss still responded with an honest and heavenly appearance: "Si, don't you call the Russian noodle restaurant, Master Bao's fried sauce noodles?!" Five years ago, the Omensi family, the ancestors of Dusi left a drop of flavor!!"

The words of '......' fell, and Kang Lele once again felt speechless. It turns out that the ignorant are not only fearless, but also shameless. And the lethality of the latter is in no way inferior to that of the former. He felt like he had been cut off 10,000 points of blood in an instant.

Just when he was in urgent need of luck to recover his blood, the boss added unsatisfactorily: "I am a guest officer, Li Yingwen must have had a fourth-level job!"

The words of '......' fell, and this time Kang Lele was still silent. But the hands have already begun to roll up the sleeve tube. For a proud son of heaven who is proficient in four foreign languages and has received elite education since childhood, he is said to be uneducated. He felt the need to teach him how to write the word 'death'.

Seeing a bloody bloody battle, he almost lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly the doorbell rang, and two more guests came in. Kang Lele followed the boss's gaze. The two seemed to be regular customers, and as soon as they entered the door, they said in a joking tone: "Master Bao, this nondescript signboard in your house is still hanging ( Ė„ęˆŠ Ė„)o." ”

"The snake is called nondescript, and it is clear to adapt to the needs of the market and follow the local customs. Green vegetables and radishes have their own cancer, and the people in the city are like this, tall and tall, high P!" "No, this signboard of Russia, every three or five tricks, there are some people in the city who only eat sauce and don't drop noodles, and Li people don't add vegetables and drop soil buns, and Russia will go back to Sichuan to drink chili oil eight hundred years as early as 800 years ago (╯^╰)!"

...... 'I don't know what to say for the Nth time when I hear Kang Lele. In fact, when I calmed down and thought about it, although he didn't have any chance to refute when he met such a B-P bastard, he didn't let his high-P people fall into a situation of getting blacker and darker because Xiucai met Bing. In this way, although he was questioned by a white Ding about his academic qualifications, at least his face and lining are still the same now. Thinking of this, he rolled back his half-rolled sleeves numbly.

After greeting the newcomer, the boss turned his head and saw Kang Lele staring at the big pot of fried sauce in front of him with blazing eyes. This made him feel that his cooking skills had been affirmed by Hongguoguo, and while he was happy, he drove the eight-sided delicate smile to bloom into the most enthusiastic smile in history and said: "Since the guest officer loves Yan Russia so much, I will immediately go and stew a pot for Li and take it away (*⌒∇⌒*)â™Ē!"

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