Chapter 254： late (2/2)
”...Why can't tofu brain be a sweet tooth?”
”Tofu brains are originally salty, it is the principle of the great principle.”
”...”
Seeing that their little boss was deflated, a group of bodyguards almost laughed under the table without a stand.
”Laugh, laugh a shit!”
”You, that's you, the one who laughs the most, you said, should tofu brain be sweet and salty or spicy?”
The hapless 11th was named, a big stubble face full of muscle strips, and the smile naturally turned into bitterness before it completely receded.
”I?”
”Just you! Hurry up, if you can't say one, two or three. Next month's bonus and year-end bonus, this son will not give you the meat buns and feed them to the dog.”
On the eleventh, there was a mess in his mind-one day I smiled so happily, and happily I never had before, laughing and lying on the ground rolling around until I was shot in the knee.
”Ahem!”
Don't have a taste for No. 1 solemnly coughed twice,
”Um, son, we are all vulgar people, don't know that!”
Seeing that my little boss was about to say the word ”buckle”, the conversation on the 11th turned.
”But I have heard a saying, I don't know if it's right.”
Sikong squeezed a word from his teeth,
”put!”
”Ahem, yes... some people say that the generation who grew up in Shangcheng district have a beautiful and sweet life, luxury and enjoyment, just like the good locust nectar, sweet, fragrant and nutritious;
As for the poor in Xiacheng District, life is bitter and hard. If you don’t eat enough or salt, you will have no energy to do the hard work. It's like big grains of salt boiled out of the black sea, bitter, but true;
The outer city is mostly evolving people and hunters, with wild wildness, like a devil pepper, exciting and crazy. ”
”The whole Mingguang is like the same bowl of tofu brains, placed in different urban areas, the taste is very different. But whether it is salt, sugar or chili, after all, it is just a condiment for tofu brains...”
Both the other bodyguards and Lao Zhong Lin Chou were taken aback by what the 11th said.
The eyes of a group of bodyguards looking at No. 11 were very strange.
”I said Xiao Eleven, I can't tell, you kid, you really belong to you.”
”Who did you learn from?”
Xiao eleven scratched his head, ”Well, do you know that there is a brother who eats and calls useless?”
”...”
Only Grand Master Sagong’s face is not so good,
”Eleven, when you said the last sentence just now, why did you put sugar behind salt?”
”I'm not......”
Sikong pulled his face, ”Needless to say, the bonus for next month has already been fed to the dog.”
Xiao eleven almost cried, looking pitifully at the ”colleagues” around him,
”Well, I'm going to complain to the boss now, is it too late?”
A group of bodyguards touched their chins and thought.
”Well, as a second-order mutant, if there is no accident, there is no problem living for another eighty years. Before you die, it is estimated that you will receive an acceptance receipt from the occurrence committee.”
Xiao eleven hugged Sikong's thigh and howled.
”Salary, salary I was wrong, it was sugar, it was sugar, all people who eat salt, tofu and brain are all bastards, I was wrong!!”
Sikong sneered,
”Fuck off, howl for your salary.”
The whole room roared with laughter.