"Ah Nas, if you say so, then it is a word." The professor patted him on the shoulder, showing his trust.

Then everyone stopped talking and thought about it.

It could be seen that Ah Nas had become more excited because he was thinking too much in his head.

Gradually, I heard him muttering in his throat and didn't know what to swear, and I saw that his appearance became more and more terrifying.

He stood up like a tiger in a cage. Spun around and punch the wall with your kicks. Time passed quickly, and everyone felt very hungry, but no one was willing to touch the dry food in the middle of the table.

"If people really mean to us, it's a bit too much to ignore the situation of our victims," the professor said. ”

A. Nas's appetite was great, and he was so hungry that he could not hold it back, and although he had said it beforehand, no one doubted that he was about to attack and tear them to shreds at the sight of the people on board.

After another two hours, A. Nas became even more angry. He yelled and shouted, but to no avail.

The iron plate walls are deaf and dumb. I couldn't even hear the slightest sound in this lifeless room, and the gloomy silence was terrifying.

Deserted and trapped in this house, I dare not imagine how long it will continue like this.

The hopes that had arisen since the meeting with the captain of the ship had been dashed.

Jesus' gentle eyes, generous, and elegant manners are all lost from memory.

Now, what appears in front of everyone is a ruthless, cold, bald weirdo. Feel that he is a man who has no intransgression, no compassion, an unforgivable enemy of humanity, and an eternal hatred for others!

"He kept us in this tiny cell and didn't give us food. Allowing us to take risks because of this, is it intent on starving us to death? This terrible thought was so strong in everyone's hearts that they all felt an inexplicable fear invade them.

The professor is still nothing. A. Nas roared like a tiger.

At this time, there was a noise outside. Footsteps sounded on the metal floor. The lock turned, the door opened, and the waiter entered.

"It's you!?" Before he could rush to stop him, the people of A-Nas had pounced, grabbed the unfortunate man, brought him down, and choked him by the throat. The person who came was so pinched by his powerful hand that he couldn't breathe.

It's Werther!

"Dear Werther, I met you in a dream just now, and I even saw you in my dreams." The Boss freed Werther from the clutches and tidied up his shirt thoughtfully.

"Traitor" Nas is angry that he didn't strangle Werther to death.

The professor also leaned over: "Why are you here, you're... to save me, ours? ”

Witt was choked half to death, and when he saw everyone gathered around, he staggered to the table without speaking.

Everyone couldn't help but be a little strange, a little stunned, and looked at him silently, not knowing what he was going to do.

The plates on the table have long been empty. More than 20 people, just a plate of bean-like things, not to mention a handful of people per person, even if they are divided according to the piece, they can't divide much.

"What does he want to do?" Seeing Werther constantly examine the empty plate, questions could not help but rise in everyone's hearts.

The plates on the table have long been empty. More than 20 people, just a plate of bean-like things, not to mention a handful of people per person, even if they are divided according to the piece, they can't divide much.

"Adults are a little hungry?" Witt smiled like a fox, looked around the crowd, and then, locked his eyes on Nemo's body, greeting him kindly, just like a friend who had grown up together.

"Sort of! It's no wonder I'm not hungry, I haven't eaten for 24 hours! Nemo muttered to himself, and then he raised his voice and said, "Yes, Your Excellency, I am hungry,—— very hungry!" ”

"So," said Werther, "my lord hopes—"

Nemo immediately answered, saying, "Immediately there will be something to eat, if possible." ”

"That's the easiest thing to do," said Witt, "and we're going to have what to eat here, but of course we have to pay, and the rich man goes into the luxurious pub." As long as you have money, you will be respected, and if you are rich, you are an uncle, which is an eternal truth. ”

"Of course!" Nemo shouted, "But it stands to reason that the captors should at least feed their captives, so be it." ”

"Yes, yes, we strongly demand--- we want to eat! We're going to eat!! Seeing that the boss gave him a look, everyone shouted.

"Ah, my lord!" Witt replied, "We don't have that rule here. ”

"This is not a sufficient reason," the professor interjected, feeling that his wardens were very amiable, after all of his own kind, and rightly said to Werther, "but I am satisfied with it. Well, get us something to eat. ”

"I'll bring it right away. What do adults like to eat? So Witt turned and brought in a round clay basin from outside the door, placed his clay basin on the ground, and opened the lid so that the smell of beef and potato stew rushed into the nostrils of Nemo and the others. Please command! ”

"Just out of the pot? The kitchen is here? Looking at the steaming clay basin, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Witt said: "Kitchen? Absolutely, we're all right here! ”

Nemo asked, "What about the cook?" ”

Werther: "It's all top-notch!" ”

Nemo: "Well, chickens, fish, wild fowl, anything, I eat them all." ”

Witt said, "I'm so happy for you. You want a**, I think? ”

Nemo said, "All right, a chicken. I want to eat chicken now, whatever you want to eat, order it yourself, I just want a chicken. ”

Witt turned around and shouted, "Bring me a chicken!" ”

The echo of his words still echoed in the corridor, and a clean and bright food truck appeared, with a silver plate on top of it, and a chicken in it.

"I almost believe I'm at home!" Nemo said to himself.

"It's coming, my lord!" Werther said as he removed the chicken and placed it on the table.

Nemo asked for another knife and fork.

"Oh, sir," said Werther, as he gave him a blunt knife and a boxwood fork.

Nemo had a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, ready to cut the chicken.

Seeing that the boss got what he wanted, the others also became excited, and reported their ideal food, some wanted to eat fish, and some wanted to eat stewed goose.

"I want to roast the suckling pig, a bite full of oil, crunchy kind, a whole head!" Ah Nas yelled even more.

"Forgive me, sir," said Werther, putting his hand on the boss's brow, "and the people here pay first and eat later. You'd make them unhappy by doing that, but—"

"Ahh Nemo thought to himself, "This isn't like home,—— I didn't think this guy would knock me on my pole!" But I'll be generous. I've heard that things are cheap here, and a chicken here is worth about three fools. Take it. ”

As he spoke, he threw a note into the ground, "No need to look for it."

Witt picked up the note.

Nemo was about to cut the chicken.

"Wait a minute, sir," said Werther, standing up, "you owe me some money." ”

"I said they would knock me off," Nemo thought, but decided to resign himself to this blackmail, and said, "Come, how much do you say I owe you on this chicken?" ”

Witt said, "My lord paid me a hundred stupid deposits. ”

"A hundred fools eating a chicken is still a deposit!?"

"Of course Luo, you still owe me 299,900 fools!"

Nemo listened to the big joke with his eyes wide open.

'Ahh Strange," he said in surprise, "strange! ”

So he was about to cut the chicken again, but Werther grabbed Nemo's right hand with his left hand, and his right hand reached out to Nemo. "Bring it." He said.

"What! You're not kidding, are you? Nemo said.

"We never joke, my lord." Witt said he was as serious as a chemistry teacher in a physics class.

"What, a chicken sells for 300,000 fools?"

"My lord, you can't imagine how difficult it is to raise chickens in such a damn place."

"Forget it, forget it," said Nemo, "it's funny, it's funny, it's so hungry, so let me eat it." Well, I'll give you another hundred. ”

"Then only two hundred and eighty-nine thousand eight hundred are owed." Witt said in that tone, "I'll wait patiently for you to pay it off." ”

"Oh! That," Nemo was very angry at him, "that, you're not going to make it. Hell there! You don't know who your opponent is! ”

With a wave of his hand, Werther put the fat back on the shelf.

Nemo lay down on his bed, and the others were silent, shocked by the strange sight. Werther closed the door and began to eat his braised beef again--- only then did they realize that the bucket of beef was not prepared for them at all, because Werther had taken the bucket away.

Nemo could not see Werther's appearance, but the sound of chewing on food clearly indicated that he was eating, and that he was eating with a good taste, like those who were uneducated.

Everyone felt as if their stomachs were underneath. He didn't know if he would be able to fill it again, but he had stayed up for another half hour, which was as long as a century.

Nemo, the boss, stood up again and walked to the door. "Come, sir," he said, "don't let me go hungry any longer, and tell me what they want of me." ”

"No, my lord, I should say what you want us to do. Please tell us and we will do it right away. ”

"Then open the door right away."

Witt complied and opened the door.

"Damn!!" At the moment when the door opened, everyone's eyes looked at the wooden barrel--- in just a few minutes, the tempting food in the wooden barrel was actually reduced by half!!

Nemo exclaimed, "Humph! I want to eat! - Do you hear me about eating? ”

Werther said, "Are you hungry? ”

Nemo suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Forget it. You know. ”

Witt said, "What do adults like to eat?" ”

Nemo said, "Since the chickens in this hellish place are so expensive, bring me a piece of dry bread." ”

"Bread? Great. Hey, listen! Bring some bread! He shouted.

A small piece of bread was delivered.

"How much?" Nemo asked.

"Two hundred and eighty-nine thousand,eight hundred," said Witt, "you have prepaid two hundred." ”

"What! 300,000 fools for a loaf of bread? ”

"Yes, 300,000 fools." Werther repeated.

"You want me 300,000 stupid chickens!" Nemo lamented.

"We don't pay by the dish, we have a price for each meal. It doesn't matter how much or how little you eat, whether you eat 10 plates or 1 plate, the price is always the same. Price per head, 10,000 per person! ”

"What! Do you want to make such a boring joke again? My good man, this is stupid, ridiculous! You better just tell me if you're starving us to death. ”

"No, God Almighty, no, sir, unless you want to kill yourself. We can pay for food here. ”

"What do you tell me to pay, brute?" Nemo said angrily. "Do you think I'm going to have 280,000 fools in my pocket?"

"No, sir, 280,000 fools are not enough, you need to pay 300,000."

"What? We only have twenty-eight people here, why should we pay for thirty people, don't you say, ten thousand for one person? ”

"Hey, shrewdness is nothing more than the boss, boss, you may have forgotten, this team has thirty people."

"Thirty? Where did the thirty come from? ”

"And my wife and I, who are also members of this team. You won't be able to bear it, so let's serve you both hungry. ”

Nemo shuddered. He now understood that his earlier thinking was completely wrong.

"Come," he said, "if I pay you ten thousand fools, you will count your words, and will you let me eat in peace?" ”

"Of course, Luo." Witt said.

Nemo thought it was better for him to obey him. "Well," he said, "it's ten thousand." ”

"Here's your chicken."

Nemo sighed as he ate the chicken, the chicken that had been paid for 10,000 fools was simply very thin.

Werther looked at the 'idiot' carefully and put it in his pocket, "So," said Werther, "there are so many people, you won't just have one?" Seeing that Nemo lowered his head and only cared about eating chicken, and had no intention of speaking, Werther couldn't help but speak.

Nemo laughed, "What's the problem, 10,000 fools and a chicken, we've got both of them." ”

Witt furrowed his eyebrows and said, "What about them?" You don't care? ”

"Ah," said Nemo, "you came late, and there is one thing you may not know, in fact, I am not the boss at all, we are all running the rivers and lakes." Hahahaha" After speaking, he looked at Werther's surprised appearance and laughed.

Witt exclaimed: "Liar? You are all liars?! ”

Nemo said, "What a liar, so ugly." I think you're more of a liar, you cheat me 10,000 fools with one chicken, what did I say? I didn't say anything, I just thought, this chicken is too thin.

Next time, next time change to a fatter one. You've got to get a little bit of balance in everyone's minds. "Witt is unbelievable, hasn't this boss always been sanctimonious, full of positive energy, and he opens his mouth and closes his mouth 'for the country and the people', how did he become a liar? A little angry, he pointed at them one by one: "What about you?" What about you? And you! Are you all liars? ”

was pointed at, one by one quickly took a step back and shrank his head: "We're not liars, damn, only he is!" ”

Witt said angrily: "Then what are you doing with him? The boss and the boss shouted before and after. ”

Someone in the crowd whispered, "Why don't you follow ...... too?"

"I'm not going to call a liar boss......"

The man said, "You will."

Witt glanced at it, there were too many people, and he didn't find who it was: "Hmph, I won't be deceived。。。。。。。 ”

"Hmph" The grumpy Ah Nas snorted coldly and said mockingly, "That... Your transport... How did it end up here? ”

"Am I just like you, I'm here for my mother's ......" As soon as he said this, Witt was stunned, and he and Mickie were originally safe and secure as their own small boat owners, earning stable money.

Although life is not very rich, I am very satisfied. But after meeting this 'boss' who drew a lot of 'pies' for himself, everything changed, and he became a lost dog.

"I ......" Werther wanted to quibble, but he was really embarrassed to speak, if it wasn't for fame and profit, how could he end up like this, especially when he thought that he was now in the company of 'big dung' every day, and it was even more sad.

The professor said, "Let him be fed, we may starve to death, but we are more afraid of him starving to death now, although the money he paid for the chicken is ours......" The two eyes were fixed on the chicken that had been gnawed into a skeleton, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva. There was a great urge to rush forward and gnaw the gnawed bone again.

Witt knew that this old man who was dying of scum was a professor, because everyone called him that, but he didn't know what his name was.

"You're a professor...... Werther didn't expect that, as a respected scholar, he would say such things and show such eyes.

"He's a bullshit professor......" Nemo finished eating, put down his bones, and said mockingly, "Thief! Perverts! Scum! is over eighty years old, and his mother-in-law is only eighteen, just an old prostitute! ”

The professor muttered: "What do you know, teacher-student love, a tale through the ages"

"Good story, good story, call an eighteen-year-old girl Mom! Take it and nibble on it. Nemo sneered and threw the chicken bones to him casually, like feeding a dog!

Instead of being angry, the professor quickly retreated to a corner and lowered his head to nibble on the chicken bone, holding on to the chicken bone.

Nemo, who had eaten and drunk enough, was so energetic that he didn't even look at the professor, but said to Witt with a smile, "How about it, tell us about it?" ”

Witt didn't understand: "Our business? What's the matter with the two of us? ”

Nemo said, "I heard that you have a big manure truck now--- I want to buy it!" ”

"You want to cheat the big dung truck too?!"