Let Go Of That Primordial Man Chapter 806: It’s really spicy
In the blink of an eye, the tea house of Zixiao School has reopened.
And, the time it has been open again has now lasted for half a month.
The tea shop that was reopened was not affected by the slightest halt due to the last suspension of business; instead, the business has entered a continuous boom since the day it opened.
To say a word of no humility, this little valley of the Zixiao School.
The tea house of the Zixiao School has become one of the many martial arts in the surrounding area, a crowd of gods and real people, the best place to relax on weekdays...
"One-on-two, do you want? All six of them are finished, two springs, come to give money." God man Zhang San shouted loudly.
At the same time, he slammed a playing card carved out of wood pieces on the ground.
Played a good card and advocated three. The expression on the face was unspeakable. But the two peasants with bitter faces touched the wooden poker full of hands. expression.
Afterwards, it was the painful face that paid the reward he lost to Zhang San:
That's two small chrysanthemum cigarettes per person. Under normal circumstances, each game originally had only one win or lose; it only doubled after the spring or bomb.
Such calculation results have no problem at all.
At this time, in the morning, the warm sunshine shone in the valley of the Zixiao School.
Shone on them, including Zhang San, etc. among them, made them feel uncomfortable and comfortable.
Now, there is still quite a short time before the tea shop opens today.
However, in order to occupy a good position in advance, do not spend money, or spend as little as possible.
A large number of gods like Zhang San came to the valley early to wait for the teahouse to open at noon.
The most important thing is to wait for the beginning of the program that is said to have been more than half of the story and the "Dou Po" broadcast.
As for the wooden playing cards in hand, it is just a little show of the gods playing time during the boring waiting process.
After the tea house was reopened, many new entertainment activities were launched.
There is a novel game called playing landlords with playing cards; besides, there is a game called mahjong.
Real people and wealthy gods and uncles are drinking hot, fragrant tea while listening to the radio.
By the way, fight the landlord for a few rounds, or touch a few rounds of mahjong; such a beautiful day is the passing of Yuzaiyouzai.
After going back at night, with the help of the spiritual power of the tea in the body, I will do some cultivation.
The effect is still very good. Compared with the boring days before, this kind of life is just to make them cool to the bone.
The only bad thing is that the daily cost is too high...
As a poor Zhang San, it is absolutely impossible to get the kind of light and smooth playing cards in the tea house.
But it's hard to stop him. It's nothing more than finding some good wood to be able to carve out a wooden poker by hand.
Awesome, every playing card is a bit heavier, and after grabbing the card, it is a thick stack in the hand; but this advantage of not spending money is already the best of Zhang San and others Good choice.
The **** man Zhang San’s luck today is a very good one.
When the tea house was officially opened at noon, the two **** men who played cards with him, they only bought a packet with their teeth clenched, intending to smoke cigarettes for ten days.
Now, it's all in Zhang San's hands.
A small chrysanthemum cigarette that represents victory was lit, and Zhang Sanmei smoked it.
While collecting the cards in his hand, he said in his mouth: "No more playing, and half an hour of broadcasting will start; if you want to take revenge, come back tomorrow morning."
After speaking, Zhang San stood up and walked towards the stall area on the edge of the tea house.
Because of his rare luck today, he decided to treat himself well; go to the takeaway stall operated by the teahouse and buy a bowl of noodles to eat.
Right! Add meat and eggs to the noodles, and Grandpa Zhang will be extravagant today.
Of course, before leaving, Zhang San has never forgotten to pick up the futon sitting with his **** down, and take it away with an arm socket.
Who knows if a stupid and shameless man can be stolen by an unsightly person?
Know that in the past few days, more and more gods and people have been farther away. After hearing the reputation spread by the tea house, they flew over thousands of miles to come and see.
The problem is that, like Zhang San, these gods and men have no family heads.
In the tall pavilion, even if they now have enough seats, they are not able to consume it now.
Even, even close to the pavilion, the sheds built by the Zixiao School were provided with shabby benches; after all, the second-class seats appeared after the new opening of the tea house.
However, even the relatively cheap tickets in the shed still make them reluctant.
And these newly arrived gods, they will only stand like the Zhang San and others, standing in the open space outside the teahouse far away, listening to the radio.
Also because of the arrival of these people, Zhang San has stolen two futons in just a few days...
Various foods are displayed at the long stall.
Across the distance, Zhang San seemed to be able to smell what was floating in it, which was quite wonderful.
In front of the stall, there are already dozens of gods and men leaving a long queue; that posture, like these deadly expensive foods sold, does not need money at all.
Honestly ranked at the end of the team, Zhang San looked somewhat complicatedly and looked at the booth.
There are two handymen wearing short fancy clothes like the ghost boss, who are responsible for selling the prepared food to everyone.
And Zhang San’s complicated vision at this time, the focus is on a security guard beside the booth...
He was a middle-aged man with big waist and round waist. He was also wearing a colorful short dress, but there was one more thing outside the short dress called something called a woolen coat.
After being put on the shoulders uninhibitedly, the sturdy woolen coat looked like a mighty domineer that the security guard could not express.
In addition to the pair of big toad sunglasses that can cover half of the face, and the pair of bright big boots on the feet.
Zhang Sanzhen really feels that this style is even more powerful than the real people.
As for this kind of weather, would it be too hot to wear such clothes? Zhang San felt that it was not the point at all.
"Ah~" After a long sigh, Zhang San's heart was filled with a sense of resentment.
Be aware that at the beginning; he also applied for a security guard; but he eventually failed to meet the so-called standard due to his height~IndoMTL.com~ was directly eliminated during the round; Not to mention, this is a sad story...
After waiting for a while, Zhang San finally got his turn.
This product bought a bowl of luxurious noodles with meat and eggs, which was exceptionally skillful; and under his strong request, the man named Zhazhuang added two spoons of chili oil to the noodles.
Just kidding! Add more and less chili oil, but you don't need to spend a little more money; why not add a little more, and take advantage of the tea house a little more.
Although it tastes a little spicy in the mouth, but after the hot feeling, the whole body is also very comfortable and not!
The **** Zhang Zhangsan just ate a bite of noodles and immediately fell into a stagnation; it was not because the noodles in his hand had been eaten twice before, so delicious.
Instead of Zhang San, I saw a small shopkeeper named Erotic Little Widow, who walked by not far away.
The weird uniform called cheongsam makes the little widow’s posture very touching; especially when viewed from the back, the fatally twisted posture makes Zhang San’s saliva flow out. .
Being faint, Zhang San feels his body, a long-time urge to sleep, gradually waking up.
And let his whole person be in a hurry.
Unfortunately, he soon saw a scene that made him extremely angry.
After seeing the tempting little widow, they met with a bald old man from the Zixiao school, and the two laughed.
Looking at the little widow, under the ridicule of the bald old man, the smiling flowers twitched; Zhang San filled his mouth angrily with a big mouthful of noodles.
Hate in his heart scolded: "Beasts~ really spicy..."
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