I remember last time, the big smoking gun said that it is not uncommon to buy a drug at a sky-high price.

Because there is a postman, he can rely on his own ability to copy the drug, and sell it cheaply after copying, which is equivalent to a steady stream of wealth.

At present, the golden medicine steamed bun allows Zhao Ke to witness this process with his own eyes.

It's just that......

After tasting the golden medicine steamed bun after the blessing of Angelica, Zhao Ke knew very well what it was like.

It's like a person with kidney deficiency, who took a hundred tablets of Viagra + two bottles of stimulants in one go, and guaranteed that the real dick exploded.

The price of 70 points postage.

It's definitely not cheap, and low-level postmen basically don't think about it, and the mid-level postman may buy a life-saving book or two at a critical moment.

But the question is? This thing really saves lives??

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but snicker in his heart, I'm afraid that it won't be long before someone eats this thing and returns to reality alive, it is estimated that they will be able to smash the pharmacy.

However, when Zhao Ke took a closer look at the newspaper, he was shocked when he saw the figures sold that day.

Xin said: "Obediently, I can't be blamed for this matter, if you survive, don't come to me for bad luck." ”

"Bang ......"

At this time, the door was gently pushed open, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, he quickly put down the newspaper, and stood up from the chair.

It's just that when I saw that the person who came was not the cook I was looking for, I suddenly felt disappointed in my heart.

Take a closer look, the woman in front of me is quite familiar, isn't it the same last time...... What is the name, Zhao Ke doesn't remember.

But this woman has a lot of fate with him, the female white-collar worker who entered the terrifying space for the first time.

At this point, it seems like it's mixing well here.

This can only be said that sometimes people's luck is really important, when her hands and tendons were broken by herself, and her tongue was cut off.

In the end, I inexplicably lay down and completed the main quest.

"Hello guest, I am the person in charge of this floor, I heard that you are planning to find a chef, do you have any questions?"

When Zhao Ke heard this, he shook his head: "No problem, can't you look for her?" ”

"No, that lady is a chef we specially invited, and she is not subject to any instructions from the Red Smoke House, if you need it, I can arrange a better girl for you."

The implication of Mo Ju's words is simply that people are cooks, not girls in the red smoke restaurant, and they don't sell them.

Although he was rejected, hearing this, Zhao Ke's heart instantly felt a lot more comfortable.

I thought: "It seems that my master is still reliable." ”

Reliable is reliable, but the question is, how can I meet her?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke suddenly kicked the table away, pretending to be angry and said: "I want to complain, this cook was unpalatable last time, and she had diarrhea after eating, and I ate my nails in it, and now I think about it and I'm disgusting to death, garbage, bad reviews, you let her come out and give me an explanation!" ”

Since it is normal to want to see it, Zhao Ke can only change the way.

Regardless of whether the cook was her own master or not, her cooking skills really amazed Zhao Ke, and even felt that the other party's cooking skills were obviously above him.

The more powerful the chef, the more he values his work, because he has injected his own efforts, he is equivalent to his own children, and he will never be allowed to be defiled.

Zhao Ke can not believe it, so that the other party will not come out.

After Zhao Ke's words were finished, he crossed Erlang's legs with a big grin, and thought about his current expression, but the other party couldn't see it.

Simply pick up a piece of 4A paper on the side, draw an angry expression on it, and stick it on your face.

(╬▔へ▔): "Please pay attention to the expression on my face, it's not good!" ”

Mo Ju heard from the beginning to the end, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Not because of Zhao Ke, but because of what Zhao Ke complained about.

Litter? Bad reviews? Disgusting??

Does she dare to take these words? ?

However, Mo Ju can probably determine the identity of the person in front of him in his heart.

Because the red granny can cook for people only a handful of times from beginning to end.

If you use your brain, you can guess.

Mo Ju was also bitter for a while, and said in his heart: "You are the uncle, you can say anything, I TM followed and interjected, didn't I follow to find death?" ”

Granny Red is very concerned about this guy, and the ghost knows why.

Mo Ju didn't dare to think about it, nor did she dare to ask, the reason why she was able to climb up smoothly was because her predecessor stupidly guessed this question, and also deduced that it might be the grandson of the red mother-in-law or something.

Because of this, I never saw her again, until one day when I was feeding the dog, I found a finger hanging from the dog's mouth.

And the ring on his finger is the ring that officially became the director.

However, Mo Ju can climb up, not only knowing what to think about and what not to think, ability is the key.

I saw Mo Ju say with a embarrassed face: "I can't reply to you for the time being with your complaint, so let's go and contact the chef first." ”

Mo Ju said that he hurriedly slipped away, and when he left, he didn't forget to ask someone to tidy up the room.

A special pack of tobacco was also prepared and placed on the table.

Very special tobacco.

The ice-blue box, the tobacco inside the box exudes this burgundy luster, and you can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

A big smoker like Zhao Ke, seeing such a tobacco, naturally couldn't hold back.

Coupled with the fact that things have come to an eyebrow, Zhao Ke's mood has relaxed a lot.

Take out the cigarette stick and pinch a pinch of tobacco and place it on the tip of your nose.

Maybe it's because of the big smoking gun that Zhao Ke has brought to his ears and eyes, or maybe he is used to smoking high-quality tobacco.

Zhao Ke is now becoming more and more particular about tobacco.

When you sniff it, there is a very cool smell, not mint, but a bit like fruit.

The feel of the tobacco is soft but not sticky, with a little elasticity.

Pinch it on your fingertips and knead it into a ball, and it quickly takes shape, and it looks like it is superior.

Looking at the life willow cigarette stick in Zhao Ke's hand, the last bit of worry in Mo Ju's heart completely disappeared, and after carefully exiting the room, he immediately went straight to the kitchen of the red mother-in-law.

That is, smoking.

Zhao Ke locked the door of the room, took out the urn, and began to extract.

Compared with the previous urn, the current urn is more delicate, and the purple box is inlaid with a special texture with gold wire hooks, which makes the box look three-dimensional.

However, the more I look at it, the more it looks like an urn, and it is no wonder that the taxi driver, when he saw that Zhao Ke left something, did not step on the accelerator and leave at the first time, but reminded Zhao Ke to take it away.

Opening the box, Zhao Ke explored it with his palm and began to extract.

In fact, in the last terrifying space, Zhao Ke knew when he thought about it seriously that he had gained a weak pity.

also blew up the newlywed bed he prepared, and he didn't dare to mention this matter to Ji Wusui.

So Zhao Ke didn't have any hope, and took a few draws in it, and sure enough, as he thought, he had a pitiful harvest.

A few postage stamps were given quite high, much higher than the previous postage points.

All in two digits, 20, 36, 42......

A few add up, but there are more than 100 pieces, plus their remaining postage points, and now their postage score is back to the 200 score line.

However, there are also a few special stamps.

It's a pity that these stamps have no value to themselves, and after being carefully studied by Zhao Ke, they were thrown into the stamp album, intending to be used as dyes for Daxia Ding.

However, at the end of the draw, a special stamp appeared in Zhao Ke's hand.

This special stamp is really special.

Because the person above is neither Wang Wei nor Mei Jiugu, but Wang Heng.

Wang Heng's face is a yin and yang face, and on the left is a black face, a green face with fangs, and his eyes reveal a greedy hideous color.

The right half of the face is indeed a normal person's face, with a smile on his face, neat stubble, full of energy, and looks a bit uncle-like.

The appearance of this stamp was a surprise to Zhao Ke.

Put the stamp into his own book, and a line of notes appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

The Atonement

Holding this stamp increases Holy Light abilities by 25%

Special Ability 1: Redemption

Spend 12 points to get a Redemption Coin that increases your power by 100% the next time you make a shot, as long as the coin is face up.

If the coin is face up, you will lose all abilities by 60% for five minutes

Cooldown: 12 hours.

(Note: Not everyone can turn back in time to see what they are doing, and not everyone has the luck to be saved.) ）

Special Ability 2: Self-Punishment

There is no consumption, through self-harm, the more severe the self-disability, the stronger the temporary increase damage.

Duration: 10 minutes

Cooldown: 3 days

(Note: The way to increase the increase can only be through self-disability, abbreviation, self-harm, that's right, stabbing others with a knife doesn't count, others stabbing you don't count, stabbing yourself is counted, please use it in strict accordance with the operating instructions!!) ）

Look at the stamp in front of you.

Zhao Ke suddenly fell into deep thought, and couldn't help but recall in his mind that when Mei Jiugu hugged him and wanted to die together.

Zhao Ke vaguely heard Wang Heng's shout, with a crying tone, his grief and anger were extreme, but when he and Mei Jiugu's bodies were decomposed by fluorescence.

Zhao Ke clearly saw that Wang Heng's soul gave birth to both hands to hug Xiang Mei Jiugu, no! Strictly speaking, he hugged Wang Wei, who was devoured by Mei Jiugu.

Redemption?? Does this count?

Zhao Ke stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed his forehead, maybe it counts, maybe it doesn't count, but there are a few people who can be redeemed, at least Zhao Ke doesn't approve of this kind of redemption in his heart.

Putting away the stamps and looking at the empty urn, Zhao Ke could only say in his heart: "Damn, I lost it, I lost all my money, and Lao Tzu still wants my coffin." ”