Chapter 662： Money is the bastard (2/2)
Lin Chou scrambled all over his head,
”???”
...
The next day, Boss Lin, with bloodshot eyes on the head of the chicken coop, really let the guests who lined up early for breakfast eat a catty, yes, surely you can't delay eating!
Ren Baoqiang sipped the soup, took a sip, and scooped a spoonful of chili into the bowl.
”Hi, boss Lin is in this state, isn't it...”
”Of course not!” The Wanderer pointed to his super-large soup bowl and said, ”Two or two more pig blood than usual, and one more chili - Lin Zi usually doesn't make such a low-level mistake, at least half of it has been lost. Circulation point, Chu Linzi's character, at least will be distressed for more than 20 days.”
Well, Lin's unwritten rule shows that no matter how big your bowl is, the final result will only be more soup.
Brother Mc Qun, who is inseparable from Ren Baoqiang, oh, that is, Ma Chaoqun glanced at the roof with a thief.
”By the way, did Lieutenant General Leng stay overnight?”
Ren Baoqiang squeezed his eyes,
”Hi... Affection can be forgiven. Boss Lin is applauding for love? I definitely didn't sleep well...Tsk, think about it, Boss Lin's small body is so pitiful, no wonder it's all in his eyes. Bloodshot... Why don’t you understand the importance of sustainable development?
Brother Qun pointed to Master Ziyu who was on holiday again and said,
”Enough for you, don't you see any children here!”
Zhao Ziyu took a faint sip of beef offal soup without paying attention, but his spicy face flushed red, and the thief pulled a festive standard Xiao Zhengtai.
Ren Baoqiang sneered,
”The so-called young people don't know the taste of sorrow, so they say sorrow for new words, brother die~, don't think about it, there are still children.
”...”
Huang Dashan snorted with a bun in his mouth.
”Two stupid birds, or the honorable FFF group VIP15 annual member, right?”
Ren Baoqiang, ”...”
Ma Chaoqun, ”囧”
Huang Dashan said in the tone of a person from here,
”Positions that you haven't mastered-knowing to recognize and beep, the children have let you teach them badly, clapping for love is just a night of cheering, and there is no bloodshot eyes in your eyes, you know?”
Rbqandmc group was shocked, ”Dare to ask the boss, why is this?”
At that moment, Lord Shan looked unpredictable and otherworldly, even the crystal clear saliva on the buns in his mouth was like jade dew and syrup.
”It's simple, because the direction of blood is different.”
”???”
Shan Ye sighed.
”Big head and small head are always clear.”
”...”
Shan Ye, your **** son will always be our brother's Shan Ye!
The question of whether the blood on this end has time to go to the other end has come to an end for now, Shan Ye concluded,
”I see, in fact the opposite is true. The reason why Lin Zi's eyes are full of bloodshot eyes is that Lieutenant General Leng did not stay overnight, hahahaha~”
The honest old You confirmed this.
”After dinner yesterday, Leng Han and I left almost at the same time. They should have returned to the base city. I heard that ”I want you to die three thousand” back to the base city early. Leng Zhong will take them to perform other tasks.”
”Look, it's steady, that's how it is.”
”exactly.”
Lin Chou also sat behind the counter with an old bowl of soup and sucked, pulling his eyelids and glanced at a few people.
”Enough, a bunch of big masters, how can they be more gossip than those aunts in the alley?”
Shan Ye smiled, looking at Lin Chou's soup bowl and asked,
”I said Linzi, you are not only cruel to us, you are even more cruel to yourself, you can't bear to put a piece of meat in this soup, the clear soup is watery, tut...”
Lin Chou said,
”We are not the same. I am chicken broth. I'm afraid of skewers when putting meat.”
”Fuck, you... I want to drink that too!”
”Okay, a trace of 1,000 circulation points, how many traces did you have?”
”Ni, Nima...”
Ren Baoqiang was incredible,
”Hey, I'm going to the big news. It is said that the people who sleep are all the princes of the Golden Temple. Will they also ”fuck” and ”nima” for a bowl of chicken soup?”
The head of the Lord Shan is not too indifferent to say,
”You don't understand-I now use all my wealth to feed the chickens. Since the two little cubs didn't **** the bone marrow, I found out that the calf is more special. They started drinking milk...”
From the bottom of the third-order ring cow, the milk.
In general, it is equal to one word, expensive!
The mother did throw a large bag of gold to the mountain master, but the gold was left to the research institute, and the little source crystal, to be honest, can’t stand the two cockies at all. Splurge.
One bull is more than one million dollars, and I bought it just to drink milk. The two little yellow chickens may have more bone marrow and now the milk volume has doubled. The female bull has to be delayed for half a month if you bleed once a day. The smaller and crisp milk was scared back. A few days ago, the Lord Shan asked for a special remedy. He used Lin Chou's big pot to stew a whole pot of tofu and boiled goose eggs, saying that he was going to milk the cow!
Shan Ye sighed, this sigh was filled with countless bitter blood and tears.
Ren Baoqiang and Ma Chaoqun looked at each other, and Zhao Ziyu was excited.
Shan Ye patted the table and said,
”Niang Xipi, who am I! Uncle Huang! Grandpa Dashan! When did I worry about money? Apart from being poor twenty years ago when I was born, when did I live this **** and poor life...”
Ren Baoqiang persuaded,
”Uh, Lord Shan, don't get excited, don't get excited...”
Huang Dashan wiped a handful of wet corners of his eyes,
”Look at Lao Tzu's sorrowful stubble eyes and gorgeous face. Does Lao Tzu seem to worry about money?”
”No...it's not like...”
Master Shan swallowed the whole bun with a grunt.
”Lao Tzu's voice is a life of brilliance and majesty, a life of honour and honesty, it is...”
Zhao Ziyu followed Sikong's appearance and concealed a cloak that didn't exist behind him.
”It's a life of poverty.”
”...”
Ren Baoqiang and Ma Chaoqun almost risked being beaten and laughed.
Shan Ye chatted,
”Money is a bastard, you can make money without a master... it doesn't matter!”
Zhao Ziyu continued to pick up,
”The important thing is that there is no money.”
Shan Ye, er, lived, and suffocated a word.
”Oh... it's not expensive to raise two little chickens.”
”The point is, without this little money, other things in life will become very expensive.”
Lin Chou spit out the chicken soup in one sip.
”Puff~”
Damn it, Huang Dashan, you're such a **** wet man, come and write for you, write this book for you!