MTL - Alien Snack Bar-Chapter 148 Bewitched

There is a great Confucian and unbearable, standing up and retorting: "Our wine is expensive in history, cultural connotation, and outsiders can't taste it."

Gyce suddenly stood up, half a body taller than the big Confucian, and the big Confucian was scared to go backwards and again, one did not stand up and fell.

Jisaihaha laughed: "The good things to look at, but also the embroidered pillows."

"In my opinion, the prairie kumiss was the leader of this conference!"

After hearing this, the judges were so anxious that the Tianlong National Wine Conference could be intervened by a foreigner and took the lead.

Ji Sai smiled and smiled. Somehow he was thirsty. He grabbed a bottle of wine and blew it.

When the jingle was heard, the savage king of the world could not go down and pick up the dust of the house.

"What's wrong with this?" Although the judges hated Giselle, if something happened to the other party, the 200,000 barbarian army would send troops to the south, and the souls would be charred.

The people worked together to turn Gissey over and check it. It looked weird: "Is this guy seem to be drunk?"

Unexpectedly, Jisai suddenly sat up: "I am not drunk!"

Immediately, Jisai rushed out of the venue, and the judges looked at each other and quickly followed up to see the situation.

I don't know when Jisai has taken off his clothes and flew across the street. He still sang some incomprehensible songs in his mouth. Like what the vastness of the sky is my love, the man of the Hummer is majestic.

Immediately, Jisai robbed a wooden horse that a child played, but he rode from the north of the city to the south of the city, and from the south of the city to the north of the city, no one could hold it.

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This evening, a group of temperamental oldmen smiled and came to the snack bar, holding an empty bottle in their hands: "Excuse me, is this wine brewed by the store?"

Qin Fei looked at the bottle. It was indeed the pottery bottle that he used to hold the white wine. When the old man’s expression was not like looking for trouble, he replied vaguely: "Ah."

The old people voted for a glance and looked for a place to sit down: "Can we let us taste this wine?"

After a pause, the old people added: "We are the judge of this famous wine conference."

Qin Fei suddenly took the remaining white wine: "Not much."

The old people didn't dare to drink too much. The barbarian king is still drinking alcohol now, and he only took a few small cups.

This wine is very clear, there is no trace of impurities, if it is not released with a strong wine, it is not too much to say that it is boiled water.

The old men picked up the glasses and took a sip.

High-alcohol is like a flame that burns the throat of the mouth, and the old men are exposed to pain, but when this momentum is over, there will be an unprecedented pleasure.

The old men squinted and looked intoxicated and recollected for a long time: "Hey, ha, good wine!"

"The old man has a good life, but he can also taste such a beautiful wine. He is really dead without regrets."

"Wan Manguo counts something, and dares to come to my Tianlong country to scatter wild!"

The old men drank this wine and looked very excited and full of red light.

Seeing that they only drink alcohol and do not order the food, Qin Fei suggested: "Let's order the wine?"

The old man is very excited, and any wine is not worthy of such a good wine. It is enough to taste alone.

However, seeing Qin Fei is opening a restaurant, out of courtesy, nodded: "Come on it."

Qin Fei smashed a large plate of explosives and served on the table.

The old men have not seen the explosion, curious: "What is this?"

"Sheep belly, that is, the stomach of the sheep." Qin Fei briefly introduced a sentence.

The old men were frowning, and their faces were disgusting. The days of the civilians were too bad. They even ate such dirty food.

After forgetting about it, it’s good to drink, so the old man did not move a chopstick.

Gradually, an old man felt that he had adapted to the blazing of high-alcohol liquor. If he wanted to get higher pleasure, he would no longer be awkward, and he would take a big drink.

This can ruin him, swaying, almost back, as an old wine worm, know how to alleviate this pain, is to eat something right away.

There is only one plate on the table. There is no way for the old man to hold a slap in the face and swallow it.

The scorching heat was alleviated, and the old man licked a few mouths, and took a lick of the goat's belly and ate it in his mouth, chewed on two chews, and then sipped a sip of wine.

"It’s just a bad drink!" The old man did not hold back and admire, but he just finished speaking and changed his mouth immediately. "I am joking, but it is not good at all."

Then the old man took the whole plate to the front of the body and quickly ate it, for fear that others would grab it.

The rest of the old hair felt this scene, but instead curious, sticking chopsticks to taste.

As a result, the taste was out of control. A plate of explosives was pulled away in a flash, and quickly yelled: "Young man, come back ten more."

Afterwards, the old men blew their belly and finished the liquor. The state was slightly stunned: "Young man, is there any such wine?"

"This kind of wine is brewed less, it is gone today. If you still want to drink, is there another kind of wine?" Qin Fei replied.

When I heard that there was no high alcohol, the old men were somewhat lost. Can other wines be inferior? In order to finish the explosion, I almost got it.

"Let's have it." The old men were absent-minded and smashed the glass.

Qin Fei went to the beer, and the old men looked at the dim liquid, and all frowned, even worse than expected.

Then, let's take it away after eating the explosive belly.

After eating a bite, taking a beer and taking a sip, the old man’s disappointment suddenly turned into a surprise.

Although this wine is not very strong, it has a unique throat-killing taste that makes it very comfortable and has a wide appetite.

"Young man, you don't consider coming to work in my house. I will give you one hundred and two dollars a month, no, five hundred and two silver."

"I am out of a thousand!"

I don't know if the old men are drinking high, no matter what Qin Fei did not agree, several people will face red and red.

Qin Fei has no choice but to smile, and there is a feeling of a kind of green building.

In the shop, there was a middle-aged female diners. At this moment, the whole person was against the wall, shivering, and the fear that could not be said in the eyes.

To say who she is, the wife of the perfumer Zheng Quan is also.

She always wanted to find Qin Fei's troubles. She had to go back to this shop. It was only a few days ago that Zheng Quan stared too hard and sneaked out today.

But the forefoot just entered the store, the old man of the hind foot came in, and fixed his eyes, my God, a product of the military Lu Lu Sifang, the Tao Li Mantian world's great Confucian Jing Yunping, Tianlongcheng Huang Shang helm Shen Taitang...

These lame feet can make Tianlong City shake the three shakes of the big ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ even for a snack shop owner in the wind and jealous! ! !

"Speak up, you haven't ordered yet?" Qin Fei suddenly came over.

"Ah!" Mrs. Zheng was shocked and fled.

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Zheng Quan is afraid of his wife's bad things. He has been guarding himself at home for the past few days. Unexpectedly, there are important sales transactions today. After going out for a little while, I found my wife disappeared after returning home.

She was sulking in the past few days. She didn't have to guess to know where she went. Zheng Quan was anxious to explode. He prepared to chase after the horse, and he came back to see Mrs. Zheng at the door.

Zheng Quangang wanted to swear and blame. He never thought that Mrs. Zheng would fall down first: "Old Zheng is not saying that you are, you are too unwilling to be a human being. The boss of Qin has been open for a few days. You don't want to take a gift to congratulate him. ”

Zheng Quan’s face is arrogant, is this my bitter lady? “You won’t be evil?”

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