"Anyway, potatoes are a great thing. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You see, you can shred, you can slice, you can cut into strips, you can cut into pieces, you can not only fry, you can boil, you can steam, you can fry, you can bake, you can mash it. It can be used not only as a dish, but also as a cook, and can also be used to cook soup. This is simply the all-around king of the food world. ”

"Tell me about it"

The scent wafts through the air, accompanied by the smell of burning trees.

Doudou opened his eyes slightly, and the faint light of fire danced in front of him.

"I said, don't give me a barbecue in the clinic. ”

Doudou scratched his head and sat up from the sofa, looking at the three second goods sitting on the ground in front of him and playing happily, oh, and the big tree trembling behind them. Looking at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already past lunchtime.

By the time Doudou came to his senses, his body's instinct had already brought him to the bar, and a glass of freshly poured wine was placed in front of him, and he drank it with his head tilted up, and ate the baked potato chips he had just snatched.

"Doudou, didn't you say last time that you were going to be a teacher for Dead Souls?

"Teacher, it's okay, I only need to go next week. Doudou took a bite of baked potato slices and took a sip of wine, and quickly finished a large plate.

"Hey, next week, why?"

"It doesn't seem to be an ordinary teacher.,It's to teach second-grade ghosts how to team up to farm monsters.。 Team mentor?"

"Eh, team?" Ke'er was full of black lines, feeling that the little ghosts who were about to be taught by Doudou were bad in various senses.

"Ah, yes, didn't it mean that they had to team up in the third grade to go out to do tasks and gain experience, and that idiot school would give them some time to get used to it first. ”

Ke'er handed the cool baked potato chips to Xiaoya, turned her head and asked. "Speaking of which, Xiangxiang's younger brother seems to be in the second grade, and he will be in the third grade after the winter vacation, are you teaching their department?"

"Poof" Doudou almost squirted out in a mouthful of wine. "What the hell is Xiangxiang?"

"Ling Xixiang. ”

"That little ghost, that's the little ghost's department, to be precise, there are those little ghosts who have been guided (trained) by me. ”

"Eh" Keer silently drew a cross on his chest and prayed.

"What kind of expression do you have, do I look so bad? When Lao Tzu was young and frivolous, the students he taught were very good. Doudou said unhappily.

"Hahaha. You teach students, with your fucking character, where do the students who ask you to be teachers get the courage? And just like you, this little broken clinic, if you really have a great student, how can you mix up like this and live with a little girl like me? Kerr laughed so hard that she almost poked the freshly baked potatoes into Xiaomei's mouth, scaring him into a cold sweat.

Doudou skimmed Keer disdainfully. This world is like this, no one believes the truth, when Lao Tzu was young and frivolous, forget it, don't talk about the glorious past, only the outdated old man will talk about this, I'm still young, I'm still young.

After laughing for half a minute, Ke'er calmed down and asked curiously, with a little excitement in her voice. "Which department am I a team mentor? But can I, a young man, really be a team mentor?"

"You, you're not a team mentor. ”

"Huh?"

"The last time you were valued was fist and foot kung fu, the teaching of that idiot school is divided into two parts, the use of horcruxes and the use of technical attacks. Each department has at least two teachers, one of the same type of Horcrux teachers, and one or more Technique Instructors, who are assigned according to the number of Horcrux types of students they have.

Your fist and foot kung fu is naturally physical, their horcruxes are secondary, and physique is the most important. Melee combat. ”

"Huh?" Kerr was still on the phone.

Doudou was about to say something but was interrupted by a burst potato from Ke'er, "Alas, ?!! that Doudou, which means I'm an ordinary teacher?!

Doudou leisurely nibbled on potato chips and drank wine, "No, you teach the fourth-grade physical arts department." It has nothing to do with me, the fourth-grade physical arts department of the martial arts department came back to his hometown to get married, and he hasn't been in class for several days, and he urgently needs a physical skills application teacher, so of course you went on the same day. ”

For a moment, the small clinic fell silent.

"Huh?" ← o← ah"

"Ah sorry, I forgot to say it. ”

“？？？！！！！！！！！！！！！！！”

"The old lady fought with you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ke'er angrily smashed the baked potatoes in her hand with the torches on the ground to Doudou, and the overwhelming sparks were spectacular.

However, with a wave of his hand, all the sparks disappeared, leaving only countless roasted potato pieces piled up on the bar, and Doudou still calmly gnawed on the potatoes, "Sorry, sorry, I really forgot." ”

"If the apology was useful, there wouldn't be so many massacre!! Nima finally got over the teacher's addiction and was absent from work for two days in a row? "After the initial outburst. Kerr's brain was completely messed up.

"The most important thing now is to get to school as soon as possible, otherwise it will be the third day of absenteeism. Teacher Wind~"

"Yes, go to school right now, but here"

"I'll watch it for you. Thank me gratefully. Doudou said leisurely.

"I thank you for your !!"

Then Kerr disappeared, and I have to say that her strange power that seems to never run out, this time it is really a meritorious service.

"Hey, it's such a restless youth, I really miss it. ”

"That Doudou," Xiaomei said weakly.

"Huh?"

"What you just said means is that you're both going to leave the little clinic bar?

"It's a small clinic! ”

Xiaomei shrank her head in fright. I didn't dare to speak out.

"No~ Doudou is not allowed to bully Xiaomei~~" Xiaoya grabbed the baked potato chips in one hand and blocked Xiaomei with the other, quite a guardian's posture, but her height was hard, and she was not as tall as Doudou when she was standing.

Doudou pursed his lips and withdrew his vicious gaze. A large glass of wine was poured. "yes, let's go to that idiot school for a little favor for a while, it's probably the Chinese New Year. It won't take long, during this time, you can take care of it here, all the ghosts who come are middle two ghosts, and occasionally some uncles who wander around, even if you make trouble, you can settle it. While drinking, he glanced at Xiaomei who was hiding behind Xiaoya with deep meaning.

"Alas, how can I" Xiaomei, who was just about to shirk, was choked by Doudou's meaningful gaze, and could only nod uneasily. "Okay, okay. ”

"If there's really any trouble that can't be solved, just smash a wine bottle on the bar, I'll be back in ten minutes, at least I can protect the girl behind you for ten minutes, little ghost, if you can't even protect the girl behind you, then you should really change your personality. ”

"If it's ten minutes, it's fine. ”

"But if you break my treasured wine, you have to be prepared to pay the price. Doudou smiled predictively.

"Alas??!!" Xiaomei was so frightened that she sat on the ground.

"Alright, eat and drink enough, sleep and sleep. Doudou put the empty bottle into the bar and walked towards the sofa. At this time, there were already many customers coming to the small clinic one after another, and Xiaomei hurriedly greeted them and delivered the drinks ordered by the guests one by one. Doudou is already lucky not to make trouble, how can it be possible to let this uncle serve the second middle school boy who disdains him in his mouth.

Just as Doudou got up and was about to go back to his couch to catch up on sleep, the door suddenly opened, and a guy who didn't fit in with his surroundings came in, probably a homeless man who didn't know where he came from.

The regular customers of the small clinic are generally those young people who like a dark style, these guys are usually dressed in dark clothes, order a cup of the small clinic is very famous Banlangen, and then find a small corner where no one is there and drink it one sip at a time, pretending to sit for an afternoon. There is no one in the eyes, the pursuit of style, is what they are talking about.

And this kind of guy who doesn't care about the atmosphere at all, and just breaks in directly is generally a cheeky middle-aged homeless man, either ordering a glass of cheapest wine, or cheekily begging for a glass of water.

But this guy doesn't seem to be either. This guy looks slightly older than Kerr, about twenty years old, but the clothes he wears are not at all like those middle two teenagers in Doudou's mouth, either very weird and dark, or very gorgeous and exaggerated.

It's just ordinary clothes, which match the temperament of young people, with slightly curly brown hair, it should be born not dyed or hot, but the edges and corners of the clothes are ground into strands, which is similar to those middle-aged homeless people, with a big guitar behind their backs. I didn't care about the disdainful eyes around me and walked straight to the bar, turned my head to look around, Xiaomei was probably in a corner greeting customers, and didn't notice this.

Doudou was the only one on the side of the bar. I guess I thought Doudou was a waiter. Said very naturally. "Just have a glass of the cheapest wine. ”

"Hahaha, that guy said the cheapest wine, it's a shame. ”

"Cut, obviously a poor ghost still comes to this kind of place, wouldn't he just buy a second pot outside to drink? ”

"It's a shame to drink in the same bar with this guy. ”......

Doudou glanced at the young man sitting on the edge of the bar, it was rare that he didn't make a mosaic like the guys who used to treat him as a waiter, just nodded slightly, took out a bottle of wine from the bar, poured a glass and put it in front of the young man.

The young man didn't care about the disdainful words around him, and took a sip of his glass. He said suddenly. "Uncle, have you ever seen a girl around here, with sky-blue hair and glasses like this? ”

As he spoke, he poured a little wine on the table and drew a very old-fashioned glasses.

"Sky blue hair, not too much, not too much, but there aren't many people who wear such old-fashioned glasses these days, and if I've seen them, I'm sure I'll have an impression. Unfortunately, I haven't seen it. ”

"Yes, thank you, where is there a lot of fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in the neighborhood? ”

Doudou thought for a while and said, "I rarely go out, but the waiter here often walks outside, so you can ask him later." But if you're looking for fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, you'd better go to the Necrons, who are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old ghosts who are ready to save the world in the future. ”

"Hehe, uncle, you're really humorous, are you a dead soul? I'll take a look later, anyway. What do you call uncle? ”

Doudou brought a cup from the side and poured it from the opened wine bottle, and said while drinking, "Wen Doujiang, you can call me Dou Ye." ”

"Doudou, thank you so much, this information is very important. ”

"Hey, it's Master Dou, if you call it wrong, I can't guarantee whether you'll stand or kneel when you go out. ”

"Ma Ma don't care about these details," the young man waved his hand, took off the guitar behind his back and placed it on the bar. "Uncle, actually, I've walked more than 20,000 kilometers on foot, and I don't have half a dime on me, I say this, will you kill me?"

"Ah, I've seen it a long time ago, you bold dead begging for food. Doudou said lightly. Glass after glass of wine was poured and drunk, and soon the bottle was empty.

"Ahh

"Troubadour. ”

"Cut, it's not dead yet. Doudou said disdainfully.

The young man shook his head and said to the melody, "It's not a dead man, a troubadour is a profession, and a romantic profession that supports himself by playing beautiful melodies is not a shameless death." ”

"Uncle, I really don't have a penny on me, you see that even if you beat me up for a while, you won't get any benefit, or I'll play a beautiful song for you here, how about the wine money as collateral. ”

Doudou, who had already finished drinking, stood up and rolled up his sleeves to beat people, looked at the young man who closed his eyes and adjusted the guitar, and sat down, "Okay, listen to your dying song is worth the price of this drink, if not, let me beat it up and leave this clothes and go out on my knees." ”

"What a cunning uncle, even a song I'm proud of can't be worth this cup of deep blue breeze that hasn't been produced for ten years, the market price is a drop in gold, how can I, a troubadour with only a small fame, compare to it. The young man said as he gently plucked his guitar with his fingers.

"Well, let me give it a try, and play a song for the best in this wine, and the name of the song is The Breeze of the Orchid Land. ”

The soft sound of the guitar resounded in the dark space of the small clinic, like a gentle breeze blowing in the dark and oppressive depths of the sea.