Chapter 487: This Is a 'Thief Ship'

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Pushing open the door, "Where's the rice?" โ€

Yan Nuo glared and looked around, everyone was happy to eat, and there were no extra seats.

It made Yan Nuo and the others, as well as Xi Qing, who happened to have just entered the door, stunned in place.

"There are no seats for you."

A big fat man replied without looking back, while sending food to his mouth.

A thin man beside him replied:

"Then sit down on the ground and eat."

"What a joke."

Xiqing said lightly: "There is no seat, how is it possible?" It's a restaurant. โ€

"They seem weird."

Yan Nuo sat on the deck with a large bowl full of food, and said as he ate.

"They've always been like this."

Xiqing replied with a 'I'm used to it' expression.

Yue Min and Lu Kou are familiar with each other, and they are unceremoniously in the gap between the dining tables, picking up vegetables and eating.

Obviously, yesterday everyone was still talking and laughing, and drinking happily, but today, it is a rejection of people's expressions thousands of miles away, which is really a little abnormally tight.

Fu Xue touched the tip of her nose and stared at Yue Min and Lu Kou several times, people obviously don't want to see them like this, those who have backbone should get off the boat immediately, why don't you leave with a dead face?

Sure enough, is it because of Yan Nuo?

Because she is such a thick-skinned guy with no lower limit, are these people really infected by her?

It turned out that he was infected by Yan Nuo.

When Fu Xue was holding a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables, and was happy to eat, then what backbone should be immediately disembarked, and the words were directly forgotten.

Sure enough, he was infected by Yan Nuo......

"Knock" There was a violent slap on the table, almost causing the chopsticks in Yan Nuo's hand to fall to the ground.

"Who made this soup?"

The big-mouthed Zhu Mi roared violently and stood up fiercely.

Xiqing waved his hand, with a smile on his face:

"It's me, I started boiling it last night, how about it? Isn't it particularly delicious? โ€

Zhu Mi rubbed his big mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a disgusted expression: "Who can drink such a bad thing?" โ€

"What?"

Xiqing got up, her brows protruding faintly, "Unpleasant?" Are you sure you're not talking drunk? โ€

"Phew."

The big-mouthed Zhu Mi spat twice on the ground, "It's so unpleasant, it's like horse urine." โ€

Yan Nuo chewed an unknown dish in his mouth, two grains of rice sticking to his face, and tilted his head to star.

"Today's soup is my confident dish."

Xiqing moved his steps and approached Zhu Mi, "It's your tongue that has a problem." โ€

"It's so bad!"

Another man roared.

"I can't drink it anymore! It's too bad to drink. โ€

"I can't drink it at all!"

"yes, it tastes weird."

"This soup is so bad......"

"It tastes terrible."

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As Zhu Mi took the lead in 'picking thorns', one after another everyone stood up to protest, and the soup made by Xiqing simply attracted the criticism of everyone.

"What the hell do you want?"

Xiqing frowned and roared.

If a person says that the soup he makes is unpalatable, it is understandable, if everyone is ......

Is it really hard to make yourself?

The big-mouthed Zhu Mi sneered at the corner of his mouth, put his hands around his chest, and looked at Xiqing coldly and said:

"You're just a pretending deputy chief, just an old bird, I've had enough of you always using violence to solve problems."

Zhu Mi's words fell, and the rest of the people also chimed in:

"Yes, we're a restaurant that serves food to our guests, not a place for you to show your strength."

"If it's not delicious, we just say it, can't we say it's unpalatable?"

Xiqing held back her anger and gritted her teeth, "What did you say?" โ€

The captain paced slowly, picked up the spoon on the table, and scooped it into his mouth one by one, "This is a 'thief ship', as long as it is on a thief ship, not a drop of soup can be wasted." โ€