Chapter 951： Are you really going? (1/2)
At this time, the big snow dumplings outside were screaming for hunger again. Lin Sorrows heartache so that the expression on his face is blurred, and he walks slowly to the kitchen.
Sikong suddenly waved his hand, and a shiny card was clamped between his fingers.
”I think you need some motivation~”
Who cares, is it a problem that can be solved with money? The main highlight is a lavish...Bah...It is temperament!
Sikong felt that he couldn't wait for a day. Wouldn't he put the snow dumpling boss back in the stove and promise not to give up? Especially when the old man Gao was in a bad mood when he left, this made Sikong have a bad hurry.
Even though everyone in the room had seen Master Sikong throwing one or more cards with huge denominations in these various but equally unruly poses more than once, they were still heartbroken to the point that they couldn't breathe.
Especially the whole person is going to be overwhelmed by the sudden poverty-looking at others' random energy is like pinching a cabbage leaf in your own vegetable garden.
In fact, all the big guys knew that Sikong was very rich, but he didn't even have an idea of how much money he had.
In the words of the giant Sagong,
”It's so vulgar and boring to mention money, but I think the saying that knowledge is wealth is quite right.”
Can it be wrong?
Mingguang has a total of eight libraries, and he himself occupies seven and a half of them. Even the behemoths such as the garrison of the scientific research institute have to honestly pay for the information.
It's just such a guy who can say such shameless words, hehehe.
It's too unreliable. What's the matter, you can't have a little ac number in your heart?
Really hypocritical!
Thinking of this, Lin Chou walked towards the kitchen with the card in his hand, tears almost coming down.
”The life winner of Cao Te Mo...”
Before Lin Chou moved to the counter, the system subtitles rolled over.
”...”
Lin Chou really cried.
Without accident, Cary's money became the number on the panel—the number that theoretically belonged to him.
Although the boss of Lin Da, who was the host, had never pulled a dime from there, Lin Chou still firmly believed in it.
”Well, my money... didn't my money disappear... They just accompany me in a different way... woo woo woo...”
For a while, no one was talking in the small hall, all of them looked like watching the sister-in-law roll out their money and ran away.
Sikong was surprised,
”What's wrong with you?”
Everyone: ”...”
We did nothing, we just met the wrong person at the wrong time.
Doing evil, it's so evil!
Hehe, it may be because we are guilty. After all, poverty is our greatest sin.
This group of evolutionists are good at observing words and colors, and can see that Leng Han Leng Zhongzhi seems to be in a good mood, so he can safely and boldly break with Sikong-after all, Leng Zhong has always been not a fan of lively, no big winds or waves I was shot dead on the beach because I lost my eggs because of this. That would be so wronged.
”I said Master Sagong, you can't do this, do you know that you will be caught up in this way?”
”You have changed into Sikong. You weren't like this before. You have to pierce our fragile glass heart thoroughly and ask us what happened. Neither I nor we know what happened to us.”
”We didn't say anything, poverty makes us unable to complain.”
Sikong was at a loss, completely ignorant of which way these guys suddenly fought.
He thought of something to Leng Han,
”By the way, Sister Qingyu's matter has been resolved, let me tell you, Zhao Erye and Wen Zhongjiu are so, so, so, and so...”
The relationship between Leng Han and Wei Qingyu is particularly good. This Sikong knows it. According to Sikong’s analysis, if it weren’t for Leng Han who was busy wandering around the dark sea during this period, it’s likely that the Yan family group would have been cold long ago. Zhao Er and Wen Zhongjiu were in the turn.
Leng Han nodded,
”I know.”
Sikong was a little confused now.
”Didn't you just come back from the sea? How do you know...”
——I came here without changing my clothes.
Leng Han said lightly,
”I ran into the Yan family's boat on the black sunken sea. They just about to return to the coastal defense line, so I made sense with them by the way.”
Sikong: ”...”
Huang Dashan: ”...”
Hmm, we all understand the truth.
You must have intimately discussed with someone from the Yan family about academic issues such as the comparison of the hardness of the scaphoid cuneiform and a ball, right?
This hapless Yan family, how dark and hot are most of them unable to hold your sad reminders?
The wall crack suggests that you find Mr. Niu to see the palmistry!
Leng Han's mood is really good--
Someone Lin inadvertently helped the black army a big favor, forcibly creating a piece of ”land” on the sea.
At the very least, in the battle with virtual beasts and sea beasts, the evolutionaries of the coastline can be regarded as truly ”down-to-earth.”
The virtual beast's reliance on the black sinking sea has recently become impractical. After this long and the other, the black army crushed the virtual beast for the first time, which was of great significance.
Of course, the more important thing is that Leng Han is free, and she can take a vacation without worry.
If there have always been Xuedanzi bosses and Niu Lanqi as a link to continue offering sacrifices to the black sea, this holiday can be extended appropriately.
Huang Dashan looked at Leng Han suspiciously.
”Emmmmmmm”
This expression is too familiar to him. Every time he pays the head tax in the base city, the big guy has this expression on his face like ”I'm on holiday, I'm free, I'm going to get rid of it.”
Huang Dashan understood what was going on after a little pondering, and congratulated him loudly.
For the first time, Leng Han didn’t use a cold face that was tens of hundreds of Baidu below zero to face Master Shan, nodded and said,
”Thank you.”
Shan Ye opened his mouth, and then he forgot everything he wanted to say. This thank you made him really panicked.
Lin Chou heard a few people's conversations inside, and while cooking the ”big dishes” calculated in tons, he still had time to talk nonsense.
”Oh, it's a holiday? It just happened to take you up to the back mountain to grab some good things-does Shan Ye know what to eat in Mingguang March?”
Huang Dashan blinked and hesitated,
”Uh... Yangchun noodles??”
Shente Yangchun noodles, you can hold Yangchun noodles on the mountain behind your house!
Sikong laughed,
”Promise.”
Huang Dashan hummed,
”Then you are telling one, two, three, four, what's delicious in Mingguang March?”
Sagong calmly got himself a bottle of Fat House Happy Water.
”I listen to the woods.”
”...”
Lin Chou sent the big-breasted sister to serve the snow dumpling boss, and he wiped his hands and sat next to a few people.
”In March of the New Era calendar, before the catastrophe, it was the time when the river broke the ice and opened up, and all kinds of sleepy winter ingredients recovered from their hiding places. People believe that some ingredients at this time have more delicious flavors and purest textures. ”
I don't know why, everyone feels strange when they hear Lin Chou's ”food recovers from hiding place”.
Boss Lin, you are so violent. People just woke up and have not finished their dreams. Didn't they even get out of the nest, did they just label the ingredients?
Huang Dashan simply forgot about the Yangchun noodles without hesitation.
”So what happened to March? What's the matter with Mingguang March... Someone don't know...”