Chapter 620: Old Xie (2/2)

”Okay, then I will prepare first.”

”Yeah.” Shen Daru squeezed his eyes, ”Lin Zi, you are not welcome, these guys are not so easy to dismiss, each of them is holding their mouths, they only recognize the taste but not the effect, regardless of how powerful you are. Medicinal diet, if it weren't for me to say that it has a pre-catastrophe, they would not bother to come.”

”what?”

”Ahem... Linzi, you can't do business like this...”

Master Shen obliquely looked at Lin's sorrow, slashing with one palm horizontally.

Lin Shou's face nodded deeply.

”understood.”

Hey, the meat-cutting knife has been polished long ago.

Thirty minutes later, a group of middle-aged people about the same age as Shen Daru entered the dining room one after another.

There are a dozen of them, males and females. What is more noticeable is that they are all ordinary people, but their faces are very unusual.

Shen Dalu got up and introduced,

”Everyone, everybody, this is the owner of Lin's Xiaoguan, Mr. Lin Choulin.”

Everyone complimented them very much,

”Looking up to the name for a long time, Boss Lin's medicated diet is quite popular throughout the base city. When I saw it today, it really was young and promising.”

”Yes, yes, I think this small museum...the atmosphere is simple and simple, and the atmosphere is full of the wildness that the wilderness should have. That's it.”

”Well, the decorations are all fine and good.”

Lin Chou was speechless,

”...”

Are these people really good at complimenting?

”Ahem.”

Shen Daru greeted him, then took out his delicate small pine cone, and put out a mention of mineral water.

”Everyone, have you brought the stove?”

A woman took out a purple-red object from her handbag and placed it on the table, and everyone exclaimed.

”Hi...This is the purple sand stove before the cataclysm? This patina, this luster and color, is a boutique!”

”Very good, for a while today, in ancient times, when a few good words were born.”

A group of people, one by one, and one by one. The stoves they took out were different, but they had the same characteristics-they were all antiques hundreds of years before the catastrophe.

This thing is very valuable in Mingguang, but now it is used to cook instant noodles...

Lin Chou's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes were blinded.

Shen Daru was quite satisfied, and made that gesture to Lin Chou calmly. Lin Chou nodded fiercely, his eyes blazing like flames.

Nianglie, I...cough cough, this handsome man burned all the wasteland and swept through Liuheyi, the tens of thousands of people who had left the wealth, the iron rooster who plucked the feathers, Lin, dare to show off his wealth in front of this handsome?

Ha ha ha...

This handsome tells you, except for Sikong, no one really dares to do this!

When Shen Daru saw Lin Chou's ”momentum” coming up, he was extremely satisfied, and he wished that Qin Wuyong, who was most unwelcome to see in the week, was also there, and put the embarrassment of these guys at the checkout directly on the retina of the tens of thousands of viewers.

”Oh... miscalculation, miscalculation.”

Asked the woman who took out the purple sand stove first, squinting.

”Shen Daru, what are you whispering over there.”

Shen Daru chuckled,

”He Min, your Potter didn't come today?”

He Min's chest fluctuated violently,

”Haha! The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp. I heard that a few days ago, the general of the garrison had acted as a matchmaker for you and wanted you to marry the daughter of a martial artist?”

Shen Daru's face became stiff, and he quickly recovered.

”Awakened, mutant, warrior, ordinary people, what's different, He Min, that's over.”

He Min didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the word ”wufu” just now. ”Don't forget, you are not married yet.”

”Hey, He Min, don't say a few words.”

”Yes, it's over.”

Shen Dalu looked directly at He Min, with a sharp expression.

”The same is to protect Mingguang and sprinkle blood for Mingguang. How noble is the blood of the awakened person of the He family? Noble enough that an ordinary person who has never even awakened can disdain the martial artist as a martial artist? Although I am an ordinary person, Shen Daru, I give half of my personal income to the children in Qinshan Martial Arts School every year. What about you, He Min, what have you done for the base city?”

”...”

There was a dead silence.

Even Lin Chou stayed there. Wait, did I misunderstand something and say good friends? !

He Min's angry eyes are blue. On weekdays, Shen Daru always looks like a gentleman. She must maintain her demeanor no matter how provocative she is. What happened today?

He Min was shocked for a while, and when he reacted, his momentum was already weak.

No matter how confident she was, she didn't dare to refute Shen Daru's words positively.

Everyone persuades each other, and this matter is over.

”Eh, I said, today we can be regarded as the gathering of our Ancient Literature Research Association. Almost all people are there. Why don't we have a drink overnight and go back tomorrow in the middle of nowhere?”

”Okay, not drunk or return.”

”Boss Lin? Wine, good wine, I'm disturbing a lot, today we should be drunk or not!”

Lin Chou is helpless. You can't drink good wine for you. At most, it is Qingquanshan aging.

In the time of cooking, the velvety ”poetry and wine ling” has begun to be formed on that side, and it is pinching and rhyming, and Lin Chou's teeth are sour.

God, what the **** are these guys!

Then he couldn't help but feel fortunate that Shen Daru would choose the time. If it was in broad daylight, there would not be enough beatings for them to endure. Where did those guys in the wilderness listen to this!

Just thinking about it, Shan Ye’s iconic ”Oh ah ah ah” laughter came in from outside.

”Hey, I'm sorry, Xie? It's been a day for you... it's counted.”

The same puffy laugh,

”Yes, your mother, Huang Dashan, I thought you were going to be buried in Luan Mountain, come here, this is my little crippled calf, Xie Lin, what the **** are you doing, call the uncle.”

”Ouch...kick me again...Uncle Huang...it's not right, dad, I should be called Uncle by seniority...”

”Grass, you can call me whatever I ask you to call, where there is so much nonsense!”

”Hey, I see, don't kick...his... so many people are here...”

”It's right for Lao Tzu to beat his son, and his **** is so good. Don't worry, no one will be appointed to laugh at you!”