Chapter 190： Blood is still cold (2/2)
Xia Yu said bitterly, ”How much? This girl is out!”
”Well, I drove an armored chariot, 0.4 liters of Yuanjing fuel per kilometer, and it was a total of 267 kilometers from Brother Lin's restaurant to Xiacheng, so you are two hundred and five.”
Xia Yu said silently in her heart, you are two hundred and five, and your whole family is two hundred and five, with a sweet smile on her face.
”Please have steamed buns, you are welcome, do you want horseradish?”
...
In front of the stinky tofu stall next door, Qin Wuyong came in search of taste.
Holding a nine-inch monitor in his hand, a bird-shaped machine floats behind him.
This is the latest recorder 3 type. In order to buy it, Wuyou brother has to sell it as a slave.
Recorder 3 canceled the voice broadcast function and turned it into a display barrage. The body is more flexible, the picture quality is clearer, the real-time delay is reduced to 0.9 seconds, and the full-sensing operation is very user-friendly.
After changing the recorder 3 type, Wuyou brother was the first time to broadcast live. He received the invitation of the Qinshan Martial Arts School event and rushed to him without stopping.
Qin Wuyong stood in front of the stinky tofu stall, sniffing like a puppy, ”Hey, no, the taste is gone. Are there other stinky tofu sellers nearby?”
The owner of the stinky tofu stall was unhappy. After the smell of spicy eyes disappeared, his business plummeted. No one had been asking about his stinky tofu for a long time.
”No, I bought out the exclusive right to operate the stinky tofu stall at Qinshan Wushu School.”
Useless brother gave an exaggerated thumbs up. My brother is amazing, ”Smelly tofu...exclusive rights??”
The barrage on the display flew up,
”Fuck 666”
”Exclusive rights...hahaha...”
Qin Wuyong sternly said to the recorder, ”Everyone eats goods, then this magical smell has disappeared. According to Wuyou brother, it is definitely not the smell of this stinky tofu... Forget it, don’t eat stinky tofu. Now, let's find something else to see.”
Teacher Dunru, ”Fuck!”
Crowned as the king without adding cotton, ”It's rare to see Rushi screaming, what's the situation?”
Teacher Dunru, ”It's useless, look behind you, behind you!”
Crowned as king without adding cotton, ”Oh, Master Ru has such a good look, isn't this my sister Xia Yu.”
Teacher Dunru, ”What is raining or snowing? Look at the stall owner who sells steamed buns. It's the owner of Lin's Xiaoguan!”
Qin Wuyong exclaimed, ”Really? That person? Hey, it's really... Wuyou brother didn't go there two days ago and actually met here.”
”Teacher Dunru will give a reward of 10,000 circulation points, and leave a message, go and have a look!”
Qin Wuyong obviously didn’t know the tragic experience of Shen Daru, Wang Mian and others. “Wuyou brother is a recognized food hunter and food critic. Let’s take the big guy to see and see if the owner who opened a restaurant in the wilderness has Whatever the skill, the dishes are good enough. If it doesn't work, then the same sentence, his mother who sees the useless brother is not aware of him!”
”Useless brother is mighty.”
”Brother Wuyou speaks frankly, I admire you very much!”
”Even though you are bragging that you don't even charge taxes when it happens, useless brother, you still have to relax, the wind is strong, and your tongue flashes carefully.”
On the other side of the screen, Shen Daru gritted his teeth and looked at his hands covered with gauze. If it weren't for him, how could Lao Tzu brush the tires of the broken car for three hours? See how Lao Tzu's hands used to chant poems and make fus were worn out. What's up!