MTL - Alien Snack Bar-Chapter 38 Starved ghost

"Qin boss, I want to eat your tofu."

"Qin boss, I also want to eat your tofu."

Qin Fei is still a bit embarrassed by a group of big men squinting at the face, but he does not sell stinky tofu in the night market. After all, a street will stink up, affecting the opening of other restaurants, even those who fall asleep, I am afraid Will be a nightmare to wake up.

People can't build happiness on the suffering of others. Qin Fei said: "Stinky tofu is only available for two quarters of an hour in the afternoon."

Everyone pleaded: "I can't eat only one piece? I double the money!"

Qin Fei still shook his head.

There was a diners who couldn't do it. They couldn't stop the secretion of saliva, took off their shoes and sniffed two, and this time they returned to normal.

Qin Fei was a bit cold, and stinky tofu was addictive?

Seeing these diners is pitiful, Qin Fei said: "It takes a certain process to make stinky tofu. Now I can't get it out, but I have studied a kind of broth today, but I can taste it. Who wants it?"

"I want I want!"

"Qin boss wants to flop!" The diners are like a group of grievances who are dissatisfied.

"Everyone in the room has a share." Qin Fei speechless, went back to the kitchen to go to the soup.

He only stewed a pot of bamboo rat soup, which was originally intended to be eaten late at night, but one person could not eat a pot, so that the guests tasted fresh.

Each person got a small bowl of broth, which smelled completely different from chicken, duck, fish and pigs. The diners were surprised and quickly took a sip of the bowl.

The palate is very delicate and round, and the original hot pot skewers are eaten dry and dry, and after a bowl of drink, it is very refreshing.

This is the effect of clearing and detoxifying bamboo rat meat.

"Qin boss, what kind of meat is this?" Some people have eaten bamboo rat meat, glue bullets, and there has never been such meat in memory.

"The bamboo rat is also called the bamboo raccoon." Qin Fei replied.

Everyone looked surprised: "What is the soup that the big mouse stewed?"

"Why, is there a problem?" Qin Fei's face sank.

"No problem!" Everyone thought about it, Qin Fei fried locusts, fried snails, spicy crayfish, stinky tofu, these things can be made into food, the area bamboo rat, really nothing fuss.

It’s not a good thing to eat. What is he doing? As a diners of Qin’s boss, this psychological quality is still there.

"No problem, bamboo soup is this, don't waste it." Qin Fei's snack bar, there is no special rules, the only one, do not waste food.

Some people talked about lavishness, and when they were invited, they deliberately ordered a lot, but they couldn't finish it. They were wasted, and Qin Fei was distressed. He set this rule.

The old customers know this, but in fact, they don’t even remind us that everyone has already cleaned the bamboo rat soup and smashed the bowl.

"Qin boss, Qin boss!" After a while, someone shouted.

"What?" Qin Fei came out of the kitchen.

"I report that this person is wasting!" A diners pointed to another diners, just like the classmates in the primary school classroom looking for a class teacher to make a small report.

Following the gesture, Qin Fei saw a Mediterranean and was applying a limited supply of beer to his head.

In the Mediterranean, seeing Qin Fei’s look is not good, he quickly explained: “The boss of Qin should not misunderstand!”

"A few days ago, the snack bar was not a fight here. I don't know which **** splashed me a beer. Hey, guess what, the next morning, I have long hair!"

The Mediterranean stretched his head: "The boss of Qin, you see, is it long hair, I found that this beer is much better than those of Chinese medicine."

Sure enough, on the barren land of the Mediterranean, a thin layer of fluff was raised, and Qin Fei was stunned. I used to hear people say that beer has the effect of hair growth. At the time, I sneered at it and thought that there was no scientific basis. I didn’t expect it. It works.

There were a few sparse diners who immediately smuggled beer on their hair.

This is the best use of things, not waste, Qin Fei did not say anything, is about to return to the kitchen, a diners have caught his attention.

When the diners came from the beginning, they said that there were still a few friends who didn't come. They ordered a large table and a large bowl of white rice to eat first, and did not talk, burying their heads and eating.

Qin Fei was also worried that he would waste it when he couldn't finish eating it. I didn't expect it to be clean all the time.

The diners' belly was very big and the clothes were broken. Unexpectedly, he suddenly looked up: "The boss, give me two hundred skewers of beef and a pot of white rice."

"Too much to eat at night is not good for your health. Go home and rest." Qin Fei frowned and refused the diners.

"I have money!" The diners shot a hundred and two silver tickets, which suddenly attracted the attention of many diners.

"If you have money, you can't eat so much. Go back. Welcome to come back tomorrow." Qin Fei took the order.

The diners' original expressions became angry, and they slammed into the dining table next door, and they didn’t care if they were hot in the hot pot. They grabbed the strings and stuffed them into their mouths.

"How is this person like you?"

"Stop, these are mine!"

The table diners who were robbed were also angry, and they went to push the food. Unexpectedly, the food was endless. With one arm, several people flew out.

When Qin Fei saw it, he went to deduct the wrist of this food. According to the truth, Qin Fei is now in the fourth-order cultivation of the force, even if two or three adults join hands, he is not strong.

But this food has a kind of evil power, almost can not catch, Qin Fei running fierce fire ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ will be fell on the ground, hold down.

"Let me go, I have to eat!" The goods lie on the ground, struggling.

Outside the snack bar has attracted a lot of onlookers, and they are surprised: "Is it so delicious? Can't stop it?"

At this time, an elder suddenly said something, and people shuddered. He said: "This person is afraid that he is not starved by a starved ghost. You try his middle finger!"

After all, eating goods is his own diners. Qin Fei does not dare to die. In addition, he has encountered a spiritual event before, and he will be suspicious and hold the **** of the food.

Qin Fei was afraid of cutting off the **** of eating goods, but his strength was not very big, but the food was hurt like a pig, and he cried, without a moment of effort, he even fainted.

Qin Fei didn't know what to do next. When he ate himself, he woke up and muttered: "Hey? Why am I here?"

The voice did not fall, the food was smashed on the ground, and the vomiting thing was not food. It was all turbid black water, and it smelled bad.

The onlookers were scared and scared and quickly retreated.

The old man took the handle and took the back of the food.

"Old man, do you know what is going on?" Qin Fei asked.

The old man sighed long: "Have you ever been hungry?"

Qin Fei grew up in a peaceful era. Even when he was in a child's condition, he was full of food. When he was hungry, he only realized that the teacher had tossed the house and shook his head.

"Hungry to the extreme, your stomach will begin to decompose and digest, like 10,000 ants are biting, grabbing the lungs and scratching the heart..." The old man is exposed to the color of fear, "the northern disaster, so there are people who starve to death One hundred thousand."

"Who doesn't want to have a full meal before reincarnation?"