"Delicious. "The drunken pork ribs are full of color and flavor, which makes people stutter. Li Huairuo took a bite and said with slightly squinted eyes.

"Well, produced by Komori, it must be a high-quality product. Zhu Zhijie stretched out his thumb and praised.

"Give me a little more, and before I can taste it, the plate is empty. ”

"That's it, measure the size, change the pot for me. ”

"I don't want a pot, you just give me the pot. ”

......

Looking at the shameless crowd, Mu Sen wanted to rush forward to fill the old fist, but given that today was a happy day, he endured this impulse.

What is Daijo?

The great joy is to successfully fool a vice president onto the ship.

At that time, Ren Song's expression when he ate drunk pork ribs can be described as wonderful, first with suspicion, then with a light in his eyes, and finally with a feast. The plate of drunken ribs was cleared by him for eighteen parts, like a reincarnated starving ghost.

Seeing Ren Song's performance, Mu Sen secretly praised in his heart, the dish of drunken pork ribs was chosen correctly! And this drunken pork ribs is a special version, the drunken sauce of drunk pork ribs is generally made of tomato sauce, vinegar and other ingredients, but he added additional alcohol to it. So the ribs are slightly drunk, and they have a different flavor.

Well, thanks to the blessing of the god of food of the Eight Desolations, it was not made into a dark dish. Yes, this was the first time he had made a special version of the drunken ribs, and it was a great success. Looking at the sky, this must be a problem with the material itself.

Ximing Pig: Do I carry this pot or not?

Mu Sen knelt down in his heart and thanked all the gods of food on the interface, and then he started a family conversation with Ren Song with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Ren, what do you think of the taste?"

"Yes, stay and cook you this every day. ”

"And you can tell me whatever flavor you want, as long as you can say it, I can make it!"

......

A real stunt.

Perhaps impressed by Mu Sen's words, or attracted by the supreme delicacy, Ren Song actually agreed to be a resident lecturer in the martial arts department after thinking about it for a long time.

"Hooray!" "Hurray!" achieved the goal of eating and waiting for death in Qingyang City in advance, and became three whites.

The Dean's Room, a room full of quaint taste, has a wooden desk, sofa chairs made of rabbit silk rattan that can regulate the temperature, and two sets of bookshelves against the wall are carved out of white marble stone. A few pots of flying orchids that exude a contemplative aura are lush and exude a fragrant taste.

"Old Song, how can you promise that kid?" Li Changhe sat down on the chair very unvividly, and said to Ren Song with some weakness. Maji, eat too much, hold on!

"Xiao Song, is your decision a bit hasty? After all, you are the vice president, and you have to consider the problem holistically. Granny Henglan first glared at Li Changhe, very dissatisfied with his lack of image, and then turned to Ren Song and said.

Facing the slightly reproachful inquiries of the two, Ren Song sat on the chair and scratched his head awkwardly, he knew that he was indeed a little reckless today. As the vice president of the martial arts department, what do you make the other twelve departments think? But Mu Sen's kid is too much to his own taste, and the temptation of the art of war and food is really hard to resist.

"Hehe...... "The sky is falling, there is a high top, you just need to be responsible for giggling."

"Forget it, I'll talk to the leaders of the other faculties when I go back. Seeing that Ren Song actually played a scoundrel, Granny Henglan said a little helplessly. No way, who made himself his teacher.

Hearing Granny Henglan's words, Ren Song smiled honestly again. Well, I have someone above me.

......

"What? you can't afford your own camp number, what are you looking for me?" Mu Sen said vaguely as he chewed on drunken ribs.

Not to mention, the drunken pork ribs with alcohol are really unique, and the aroma of meat and wine collides with each other, stimulating the taste buds as if they were exploding.

Regarding the requirements of Zhu Zhijie and others, Mu Sen was very incomprehensible. How can an outsider get up as a carrier of honor and blood. Even if the city lord and the three generals delegate the right to name your name, you will have to discuss it with many brothers, right?

"It's not like we can't think of good names. Zhu Zhijie ate with a mouth full of oil, and said vaguely.

Liu Tiande, Yang Ren and Sun Shengnan also nodded, saying that they couldn't think of a good name. They feel that sooner or later their team will become famous in the world, and if they don't have a good name, how can they suppress the Eight Desolations? If they set up a sweet potato camp, a pepper camp, an eggplant war group, and so on, they will definitely be ridiculed to death.

The sweet potato battalion is worthy of being the elite of the human race, and the hundred tribes killed are defeated.

The chili camp is also good, with a tenacious style, not afraid of danger, and has tried to turn the tide many times.

I still admire the Eggplant Wargroup the most, it is hard to defeat twice the enemy, and it does not fall behind.

......

Maji, this picture is very strange when you think about it. I see, you must be trying to laugh at me so you can inherit my legacy.

......

After swallowing the drunken ribs in his mouth with difficulty, Mu Sen leaned back violently, like a mountain collapsing, falling rapidly. But just as he was about to approach the ground, a seat made of the breeze suddenly appeared, taking over his body.

"Whew. Mu Sen breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face was full of comfort. Eat and drink drunk Ge You is paralyzed, this is the life you want.

For Mu Sen's performance, everyone turned a blind eye, after all, they have been together for so long, and everyone is so familiar with his urine that they can't be more familiar. The next moment, he would make himself a glass of juice.

"Well, the sour Tianluo lemon juice is just right to eat. Mu Sen's right hand appeared out of thin air with a cup of bubbling fruit drink.

Hehe, we are wise and have seen everything a long time ago.

"Xiao Sen, isn't it a piece of cake for you to come up with a name?" Liu Tiande also got himself a breeze seat and leaned on Mu Sen's left side. "Oh, bring me a glass of juice and some more sugar. ”

Before meeting Mu Sen, Liu Tiande had never thought that spiritual power could be used like this. Isn't it generally a matter of turning spiritual power into a sharp blade and a ferocious animal? How much is it to get a chair and make a table? However, it takes a year to cultivate good habits, and it only takes one day to get into bad habits. So, under the influence of Mu Sen, Liu Tiande completely degenerated, and he also liked this way of life.

But then again, doing so can actually condense the spiritual power and make the spiritual power more rich and quintive, which is Liu Tiande's experience in making tables and chairs many times. At that time, he asked Mu Sen why with a surprised face, but he only got the word 'hehe'. However, through this incident, he completely concluded that Mu Sen is extraordinary, this is the real demon, integrating cultivation into life.

In fact, what Liu Tiande didn't know was that Mu Sen was just to hide his embarrassment at that time, and the reason why he used his spiritual power to do some messy things was to make it convenient and fast, and he didn't mean anything else. As for the essence spiritual power, it was all an unexpected joy.

"Let you generals go. Mu Sen handed Liu Tiande a glass of fruit juice with more sugar, and then said lazily. Just kidding, can't you even give a name to a person like General Gonghongwen? It must be that you opened it in the wrong way.

"Didn't I tell you, the general let us get up on our own. Liu Tiande took a long sip of juice, and then his face was full of intoxication.

"The leader is just polite, okay? You ask a few more times, and he will borrow the donkey from the slope to name you. Mu Sen said with a little disdain, the ancient rebel usurped the throne and talked about three concessions. At your political level, you are simply dragging down the entire officialdom.

"I think the general is serious, he just made us think about the battalion number ourselves. Yang Ren also got a breeze seat and leaned on Mu Sen's right side. "Oh, my juice should be room temperature, not ice. ”

"How can you see that?" Mu Sen said casually as he made juice for Yang Ren.

"Feeling. ”

Hearing Yang Ren's answer, Mu Sen almost didn't beat the juice he was making. Feeling, hehe, this is the feeling of flying? This is the feeling of freedom?

"Really, General Cen Xi said that he will not interfere too much in the operation of the new battalion, and will only provide guidance in the big aspects. He has only one requirement for the new battalion, that is, to build the new battalion into an existence comparable to or even beyond a thousand mountains. Seeing that Mu Sen didn't seem to believe it, Yang Ren explained.

"Really?" Mu Sen was a little suspicious. This is not scientific, the city lord and several generals are about to break their heads in order to snatch the Baicui Nine team, and they are ready to show their might, and they all believe that they can train an invincible elite, but just on the first day, General Cen became the shopkeeper, is this really good? Men are all liars.

"Really. Yang Ren nodded.

"Me too, General Ming said the same to me. Zhu Zhijie smashed his mouth, and seemed to taste the beauty of juice.

"Well, +1. ”

“+2。 ”

After Yang Ren and Zhu Zhijie answered, Liu Tiande and Sun Shengnan also followed closely and maintained their formation.

"Then the question is, what exactly have you done?" Mu Sen controlled his spiritual power, raised the back of the seat, and then looked at the four of them. Hehe, these four people are absolutely forced to do something. If you don't do things, how can the city lord and the general completely delegate power?

"I didn't do anything. Sun Shengnan said with a pair of innocent big eyes.

"I didn't do anything. ”

"yes, what can we do?"

"It's only been a day, and we're just getting acquainted, right? ”

Yang Ren and the three of them also followed the innocent.

But Mu Sen was still full of suspicion and dismissive of the words of several people.

"Say it. Mu Sen tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat, and the crisp sound was particularly loud in the silent night.

"It's fine. Yang Ren stroked his forehead and emphasized again. He's very sad, can't he have a little trust between people? Do things? Do things with the top forces in Qingyang City? How much do you think of us? I chatted with General Cen, and after chatting, he decided to delegate all the operational rights of the new battalion to me. Hey, could it be because of the chat?