Chapter 53： Potatoes call sweet potatoes (1/2)

(Thanks to the book friend and old uncle Hachong for the 500 starting currency reward, thank you very much.)

Shan Ye's strength is not the strongest among all hunters, but he is the most tyrant among the group of people who seek life in the wilderness.

The beetle-shaped horsepower monster Shanye alone caused the hunters to slobber by two catties.

When Shan Ye was washing the car, the idlers retreated.

Jealous! Afraid of getting red eye after seeing too much!

Washing cars under the supervision of the boys has become one of Shan Ye's few hobbies.

Until the external armor of the alien beast's bones and fur was spotless, Shan Ye nodded in satisfaction and turned into the small hall, ”Brother Lin? I think the beef offal soup you made that day was pretty good. A whole bowl of it.”

Lin Chou was happy, suddenly moved by being recognized, ”Good!”

Niu Mitang is a dish that is not recognized by the system. It only contains the basic power of beef itself. It does not have the magical effect of a plug-in. No hunter's money is brought by the wind that grows in the ground, except for Lin Chou's love to drink. One bite, no one cares at all-well, it's not cheap!

”Oh, it's a rare morning to take a break from work,” Huang Dashan sighed exaggeratedly as he glanced at the hunters staying on the hillside, ”A bowl of hot beef offal soup is really great. It doesn't matter if there is no special effect. Ahaha, I am wayward if I have money!”

There was scolding under the hillside, Lin Chou's face turned blue, and the popularity of this guy's chat was not as good as his snoring.

Thinking about whether to set up a sign for the shaggy-faced guy, and write ”No overnight stay in the car, no talking during meals.”

”Sorrow~Brother~Brother!”

”puff.”

Huang Dashan squirted out the soup in one sip, ”Wh, what is it? The fox is called?”

Zuo Chen snorted, carrying her huge backpack that never left her body on her shoulders, and dragging a sack under her hand.

”Big bags and small bags, moving?”

Shan Ye was suddenly shocked, pointing at Zuo Chen, in an excited tone, ”...hiss, I said Brother Lin! Didn't you buy this potted plant to be a concubine? The taste is too heavy!”

Lin Chou immediately shook his head, ”Have you ever seen someone buy a pot of cactus to put on a bed?”

Zuo Chen gave Shan Ye a white look, curled his lips, and said sharply, ”You are a potted plant! Your whole family is a potted plant. My aunt's grandmother is named Zuo Mingchen! Second-tier Intermediate Awakener! You should call me an adult!”

Shan Ye snorted, who has he served? Lao Zhao dared to pick up the mountain and feed the wolf after throwing it (although Lord Shan might not know what he did), and he was afraid of a small second-order mutant?

”Eating? Something?”

Lin Chou was a little impatient.

Zuo Chen leaned forward with a smile, ”Brother Chou, what you want, I found it for you.”

Lin Chou glared at her, ”Isn't it on a very far away island? Aren't there many extraordinarily fierce, huge, super-high, and extremely dangerous animals in the sea?”

Zuo Chen was not embarrassed at all, Lin Chou stretched out his hand, ”Bring it, how many?”

Zuo Chen made a gesture of V, picked up the sack and pushed it into Lin Chou's arms, ”Here, there are only so many.”

Lin Chou looked at the sack, and then at Zuo Chen.

”A total of 435, all of them are fresh and very big. Grandma did not take advantage of you.”

Four hundred thirty-five times five thousand...I'm a little dizzy! !

Shan Ye drank the soup sloppily, and said vaguely, ”Brother Lin, what are you talking about? What's so mysterious.”

Zuo Chen smiled all over his face, ”Well, that, it's all right, this lovely old man, you eat yours!”

”I'm talking about pots, immortals...cough cough, Chen Chen, look at this potato, can it be cheaper?” Lin Chou blushed, and the water splashed out when he said it is hard to collect!

”What kind of potato is five thousand?” Huang Dashan slapped the table, ”Wu Na potted plant! The pitfall came to Brother Lin?”

Two bright big axes rushed out, like a silver drum.

Lin Chou was startled, ”Brother Shan, what are you doing? Put away the axe!”