Chapter 993: Hitting the navel of fate

Lin Chou unceremoniously sat down on the counter with an old bowl of rice, and the white rice poured a spoonful of soup was spread on the fried beef trotters as high as a hill, and the brown cowhide and hazy translucent beef tendon formed a strong color difference with the green onions, bright red peppers and white rice dotted on it.

"Snoring..."

After a while, he was sweating profusely.

The old man was stunned to see that the small mountain-like meal in the hands of a certain boss was wiped out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then looked at the table of dishes in front of him - well, it seems that it only smacked the leg of an osmanthus cicada??

What the hell! Deliberately do it! The user experience is so poor!

The old man suddenly felt that his good temper was blown away by the northwest wind, and his mentality exploded on the spot and he almost cursed.

Lin Chou sent the clean bowl back to the kitchen, and fell into deep thought under the fierce gaze of the old man.

All right...

So let's put aside for the time being, the topic of the surge in difficulty in obtaining hash ants, which makes a certain sorrow add to the worry of a strong man...

Then Boss Lin will put the metaphysical field related such as "Qi Luck Value" on the table for the second time.

No, Boss Ben's face has been so dark lately??

First of all, I don't know what the hell reason offended the green head, and then of course the basin failed to trade with Yeyu with the wine as promised, but now that the owner of the family has come to the door, he not only has to accompany the smiling face, but also has to build a few jars of crazy spiced version of the snake gall colorful snake king wine - and the timing of their arrival is too far-fetched.

Well, the one in the back is left for Mingguang to have a headache, and it has nothing to do with Lin Moumou for the time being.

Besides, Boss Lin developed the takeaway business, and the system evaluation has been initially successful, but the special intercom machine was killed by a guy from Niu Lanshan, and the machine has not yet been repaired... A few days ago, I suddenly learned that Bao Er, a delivery man recognized by the system, was named by Mingguang and arrested Zhuang Ding to repair the city wall.

Speaking of which, you can't blame others for not giving face, the system is like this, who made you Bao Er is indeed an evolutionary, and his ability seems to be quite practical...

Look to the sky.

Boss Lin raised his head, and his forty-five-degree angle of looking up revealed the intricate entanglement between brightness and sadness that a beautiful man should have.

——Thinking about the impact of this month's tragic and incomparably tragic turnover, Lin Chou suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Of course, another reason for vertigo may also be that he was hung on the tripod that the Gao family spent a lot of money to beat out to worship the sky + the cute "yingyingyingying" of the snow dumplings who were waiting to be fed, which stung Lin Chou's ears and brain...

Whispers on the side,

"Sister Chiqi, why is the wet tiger like this all of a sudden... It looks so weird..."

"Yourong, do you think Lord Blood God... Belch... And me, how much have I eaten lately? ”

"Sister Akagi, what strange questions are you asking..."

"The moment the boss looked up, I felt like I had suddenly become a kitten - or the kind that was grabbed by the back of the neck of fate!"

Su Yourong had a strong sense of substitution, and muttered with a cold shudder,

"It's strange, I didn't feel anything..."

Wu Ke, who had suffered double abuse, sniffed hard and lamented,

"It's cool to eat spicy food, chrysanthemum crematorium, maybe your wet tiger is mourning and paying tribute to tomorrow in advance."

Su Yourong: "......"

Lin Chou had to give up thinking and looked at Wu Ke with a smile without saying a word.

People who usually say this kind of thing must have a lot of life experience.

For example, the story of Wu Ke, who loves soup, accidentally sprinkled more paste chili pepper + red oil in the beef offal soup is wonderful enough - otherwise how do you think Lin Chou first discovered the spiciness of the devil pepper planted on the back mountain, and it was like jumping up the steps.

After living on Yanhui Mountain for a long time, I somehow have an extraordinary feeling, and now in addition to completing his boring data analysis work on wild animals and exotic beasts, Wu Scientist is also particularly willing to pull some strange gadgets on the mountain.

For example, recently, the egg-shaped iron house for the dual purpose of Wu scientific researcher's work + rest has not only expanded a few rooms, but also has a purple vine with pale golden flowers and a variety of flowers and plants that Lin Chou does not know - Wu Ke even has the idea of introducing some low hot spring water to make a living water fish tank, what a beautiful sign.

Unconsciously, he seems to have completely regarded this place as his home, of course, Boss Lin himself will never admit this statement, don't say it so warmly if you don't leave.

After staying with "family" for a long time, it is easy to substitute yourself in their midst.

For example, in the past, even if he wore the glossy skin of the scientific research institute and then lent him one hundred and eighty dares, he still did not have the courage to look directly at a powerful evolutionary.

As for now, this fucking thing has developed to the point where he dares to roll up his arms and net his sleeves to fight with some fifth-order bigwigs to drink beer and grab elbows to draw kings...

It can be seen that the style of painting has been distorted into something!

Moreover, researcher Wu himself is not aware of this change, but occasionally feels that the scientific research institute is too "indulgent" for himself, which is simply a wild donkey-style feeding method.

Apart from...

In addition to the wages that will never be enough...

All! Well!

Yes, since moving to Yanhui Mountain, Wu Ke will find that the fashionable and swollen at the beginning of the month often does not last more than ten days and a half, and it is already haggard.

The scientific research institute did give him a set of "food standards" very humanely, the kind that can be reimbursed.

However, how can the mother's scientist Wu stay in this kind of place, how dare he guarantee that he will be able to control his broken mouth?

Yueyue's overspending made Wu Ke miserable, but the speed at which his body became stronger also surprised him.

Carrying scientific research tools and equipment to climb the mountain is his biggest nightmare, now, hey, maybe he can gain six small abs after a few more laps!

So researcher Wu closed his eyes in pain, and took advantage of the next wave of wages to "come as scheduled" to indulge in one last time.

"Brother Chou, give me a stew pot of black mountain wild boar, and the side dishes are only maitake... Uh, put less maitake mushrooms! ”

Wu's heart is actually not calm at all, and there are a lot of dramas:

(I wasn't panicking at all, and I even kindly wanted to drink ice kolo, uh, cold beer!) )

(Big fish and big meat today, tomorrow...) Tomorrow... Hey... Fight a bicycle into a motorcycle... )

(Come on, come with me to the navel of fate!) )

(If that fails...) Ahhhh )

This is also the most non-harmful way to eat without hurting the "vitality" that Wu Ke can think of, after all, the dog's life is important, and it doesn't matter if you don't get hungry for three days if you are full.

In case of another notice, "the drought and lack of rain in this quarter, the hot weather, the delay in the payment of wages in March", Wu Ke is afraid that he will have to endure an unbearable burden of life.

Lin Chou responded happily,

"Sister with big breasts? Take a look at the back, don't take it wrong, those black mountain wild boars have a third-order in them, and if you take the wrong one, you will die. ”

"Oh~"

What is this, that's what drowsiness comes to send pillows.

It took the shameless oil rubbing oil on the garrison to complete the fixed sales of this month's system, and the remaining black mountain wild boars that were emptied of blood can all be hung in the cold storage and can't deal with it.

No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, don't they have meat?