The protests of the Divination Society obviously had no effect.

First of all, the divination postman is not strong, but among all the postmen, it is definitely the most money-burning ability.

There's no way, divination is a thing, either burning money or burning your own life.

As a postman, of course I would choose the former.

Without enough postage points, they're just a bunch of wasters.

And the terrifying postage consumption, just the harvest in the horror space, is not enough at all.

This requires an additional way to make money.

How to make money?

Joining the Divination Society, of course.

As long as you join the divination association, you can get very adequate financial assistance.

So where does the money come from?

Naturally, it is the major shops from the ghost market, and these shops are invested in the postage points of the Divination Association, and the added up numbers are definitely a wealth you can't imagine.

Therefore, the financial routes of these divination postmen are basically controlled by those huge and complex chambers of commerce in the ghost market.

Even, to put it mildly, the majority shareholders of the divination association are these chambers of commerce.

As the saying goes, money! It's really almighty.

Money can make ghosts grind, otherwise how can the ghost market be hung with this ghost word.

Therefore, since the gold lord has spoken, he is determined to get the dream gem on Zhao Ke's body.

What to do, these divination postmen, can only grit their teeth and endure it, and do it with their scalps.

can't mess with those financiers behind it.

They can only transfer all their anger to the ginseng postman.

Prepare for a complicated divination ritual to find out Zhao Ke.

However, when these soothsayers prepared the big ritual, all the soothsayers almost vomited blood.

After spending a lot of money, the answer was: "A dog." ”

"Wang! Woof! ”

Before dawn, outside the community, there was a rapid dog barking from time to time.

It made the owners of the community upset for a while.

Although there are occasionally some stray dogs around the community, the ghost knows what is going on today, these stray dogs, as if they are crazy, bark for most of the night.

Of course, this is just a trivial episode for the residents of the community, and no one cares about it except for a few complaints.

It did not disrupt the daily life of these residents.

"Sleepy!"

The community security guard stretched his waist, drank a sip of water with a tired face, and when he looked back, he saw a young man walking back from outside with something.

The sun shone on the body of the young man, with short hair, a high nose bridge, and not white skin, but it gave a very healthy buckwheat color.

Especially when he walked over, the kind and sunny on his body made it easy for people to feel intimate.

"Morning!"

The young man said hello, turned around and walked into the community with two plastic bags.

The security guard subconsciously looked at the young man.

I found that a blue glow flashed in the eyes of the young man.

The security guard was stunned for a moment, but then nodded with a smile, opened the door, and let the young man in.

But not until soon after the youth went away.

The security guard couldn't help scratching his head, and in a blink of an eye, he forgot about the appearance and height of the young man.

Even after a while, the young man had been completely forgotten, and when he recalled it, it was just a trance, and there was no memory.

"Click!"

The door was opened, and Zhao Ke put the things he had bought from the timeout on the table.

It was full of vegetables and fruits, as well as a change of clothes.

However, most of them were thrown into the stamp book by Zhao Ke, and after the authority was raised, a big benefit was that the space in Zhao Ke's stamp album was finally no longer so tight.

Able to divide a part, put some of your own clothes, etc.

After tidying up the table, Zhao Ke took out some meat from the mail book.

There were bones in the meat, but it was strange, neatly cut and messy, and it was impossible to tell what kind of meat it was.

Put the meat in a basin of water and wash out the blood inside.

The strong meat quality made Zhao Ke very satisfied, and he immediately began to peel and debon, and clean up things neatly.

"Hungry!"

Just as Zhao Ke was processing these pieces of meat, the very colored box on the side couldn't wait to stand up from the ground.

A pair of big round eyes, like a toad's bulging mouth, stared intently at the pieces of meat in the basin.

The box was opened from time to time, and while Zhao Ke was not paying attention, he spit out his fat tongue.

"Thorny!" Take a bite and swallow it in your mouth.

Zhao Ke looked back at it, and the box immediately glared at Zhao Ke angrily: "Hungry!" ”

"Here you go!"

Zhao Ke was disposed of and thrown into the butcher's box.

Have fun eating in the butcher's box.

Zhao Ke concentrated on making new dishes.

I saw that the fat removed from the meat was put in the pot by Zhao Ke and burned, and the fat after the fat melted gradually melted in the pot.

This kind of oil refining method, Zhao Ke can actually be completely replaced by the source hand.

But Zhao Ke prefers to use this very slow method to refine oil.

Just like Zhao Ke said before.

Everyone has a way to decompress, some people like to go to the red smoke house to find excitement to vent, and some people do simple and repetitive things to decompress.

As for themselves, they are relatively simple.

He likes to cook, he likes to enjoy the process, and of course, he prefers that others come to taste the delicious food he makes.

In the process of refining oil, Zhao Ke used his soul hand from time to time to integrate the flavor of the seasoning into the oil.

Especially the fresh shallots, which were grabbed by the source of the hand, a green light was melted into the pot of hot oil in front of Zhao Ke.

Suddenly, the aroma of grease became stronger and stronger.

Even the entire community can smell a strong fragrance.

"Shhh

Liao Qiu stretched his waist and walked to the balcony, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and he smelled a special fragrance from a distance, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

I felt my stomach rumble.

"Hmmm! This taste...... Is there a new hotel nearby?"

Liao Qiu couldn't help but raise his nose, smelled, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and looked in the direction of the fragrance, it was the commercial building behind.

Seeing this, Liao Qiu couldn't help but pout, feeling disappointed in his heart.

It's not a disappointment with the smell, it's a disappointment, it's not from a restaurant, it's someone else's home.

If it's a restaurant, go to the party immediately, as long as the chef's taste remains the same, you can get a VIP top membership card first.

"What are you doing, go downstairs to eat!"

At this time, Liao Qiu's mother-in-law came up from downstairs and shouted to Liao Qiu.

Don't look at this old lady, she is already in her old age, but her steps are steady and fast, and she walked behind Liao Qiu in three or two steps.

"Still eating fish?"

When Liao Qiu saw her mother-in-law, her face changed, and when she thought of her three big red dragons, being fried, boiled, steamed, and stir-fried by her mother-in-law, her heart was like a knife.

Moreover, other people's Lantern Festival is all about eating Lantern Festival, and her mother-in-law wants to pull herself to eat a whole fish feast.

"Mother-in-law, smell it, what kind of dish is this, why is it so fragrant."

Liao Qiu's eyes rolled and he pulled his mother-in-law forward.

However, after the old lady frowned and sniffed, her face turned dark, she turned around and grabbed Liao Qiu's ear, and said, "Don't you think it's delicious for me to cook for you?" Incense, you big-headed ghost, dead man's rice, what is fragrant, hurry downstairs to eat. ”

Liao Qiu was pinched by her mother-in-law's ears and walked downstairs, still unconvinced: "It's really fragrant." ”

Of course, when Liao Qiu saw her mother-in-law's eyes, she immediately changed her words: "Yes, yes, no matter how fragrant it is, it is not as fragrant as the food you cooked, mother-in-law." ”

"Zizi ......"

Boiling hot oil, poured along the crystal delicious slices of meat, accompanied by a sour aroma.

Just see the meat slices on the plate, in the hot oil, roll upwards, and wrap the golden shredded eggs while rolling naturally.

Wait until the grease temperature has cooled down.

The meat slices on the plate are rolled layer by layer, piled together, like a peony that has just bloomed, and in the meat roll, the golden egg shreds, the layering of the meat roll.

Each slice of meat is bright red and clear.

The sour taste is even more appetizing and makes people's mouths water.

"Mine!"

The butcher's box on the side, his eyes lit up, and the box opened, revealing a bottomless abyss like a black hole inside, and he jumped up with his mouth open.

But Zhao Ke's eyes were quick, and as soon as he grabbed it, he quickly pressed the butcher's box back.

I saw that the butcher's box was round, and the box kept trying to open, but it was always pressed tightly to the ground by Zhao Ke.

At this time, I saw Zhao Ke pick up the chopsticks and carefully add the slices of meat on the plate.

I saw the meat slices picked up from the plate, the meat slices were pulled up, and the golden silk was adhered to the meat slices, and the carefully prepared meat aroma was mixed with the sweetness of nothing.

It makes the dish seem to come alive.

I looked at the butcher's box and said, "Fool, if you take a bite like this, it will be gone, you have to close your eyes and taste it carefully, otherwise such a good thing will be ruined by you." ”

"Really?"

The butcher's box, who was already going crazy, seemed to feel reasonable after hearing Zhao Ke's words, and looked at Zhao Ke's eyes and became hesitant.

seems to be very skeptical about whether Zhao Ke's words are true.

"Don't believe me? Come, I'll feed you, close your eyes and open your mouth! ”

Looking at the chopsticks thrown by Zhao Ke, the butcher's box obediently closed his eyes and opened his mouth: "Hungry!" ”

"That's right, good things, you have to taste them slowly, ah~~"

Looking at the mouth of the butcher's box, which was still filled with a foul smell, Zhao Ke couldn't help but wrinkle his nose and quickly put away his chopsticks.

turned to the stamp album, Yang Laohei left bits and pieces of mess, and poured all of them into it.

"Gaba Gaba!"

Looking at the butcher's box with his eyes closed and chewing slowly, it seems that he is really savoring the taste.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke took the opportunity to quickly take him back to the mail book, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.

I don't know how to cheat and deceive, and how long I can deal with the butcher's box, this idiot.

I always feel that this second fool is getting more and more difficult to deal with.

Carefully place the slices of meat on the chopsticks back into their original positions.

Zhao Ke looked up at the time, and soon, he heard a strange camel bell, echoing in the corridor outside the door.

Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that the real guests were coming.

Before Zhao Ke could open the door, he heard a burst of laughter and fighting.

On the ceiling, there was a gurgling sound, and five black hairballs rolled down from the ceiling, like dumplings, and almost fell into Zhao Ke's oil pot.