MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1195 Tough half month

Phelps trembled when he heard this, and said quickly: "It's okay, you eat first." Then he glanced at the waiter and said, "Go and buy for me now! I don't care what method you use, spend How much is it for me to cook! "

Up to now, the service staff also feel that this place is not normal. So many dishes are brought in, even if the hippos are fed, they are still crying hungry! Also, what about their plates? Damn, so many plates came in and none was left. Do n’t these guys even eat plates?

However, he immediately denied it, and no one believed that some people would not let the animals pass the plate.

After a few more meals, the manager came and said bitterly: "Mr. Phelps, the plate is gone ... Look, do you return the plate to us first?"

"You're asking me if the plate is gone? Wouldn't you buy it? Go!" Phelps was really going crazy, watching every expensive plate broken by the red baby, his heart was bleeding. Is anyone still asking him about the plate? He now wants to make each other into plates!

The manager ran out in a bleak ...

One day passed while the red baby was eating and drinking. This day, Fengshe became famous in YDL.

Not because its dishes are delicious and expensive, but the buyers of Fengshe are crazy! No matter which dish, waving a banknote is buying!

Anyone raise the price? Buy at price!

For a while, it forced a lot of people.

"What's the situation in Fengshe? They don't usually have a lot of dishes in such a high-level clubhouse."

"There are so few dishes, and of course it's saved. I don't know what's going on today, and I'll pull them in."

"In the past, they bought vegetables from specific places, and they were very particular about the ingredients. But today they are crazy, they need everything. And, as long as they are green!"

"Did Fengshe change the zoo? Hippos are kept in it? So I bought so many dishes?"

"It's impossible, you see, you didn't buy a lot of salt and vinegar, obviously it was done."

"What the **** is this?"

"I don't know, anyway, Fengshe has money, price increases, price increases!"

"Yes, the price goes up!"

As a result, all the bees selling vegetables started to rise in price.

Feng She's finances watched the money in her hand flow quickly to the vegetable vendor, and her tears were almost falling. He went to Phelps a few times, and when he first went in, Phelps was pulling his hair.

The second time, Phelps was drinking.

For the third time, Phelps was hitting the table with his head.

For the fourth time, Phelps' eyes were covered with bloodshot blood, and his hair was messed up into henhouses. Looking at people's eyes, it was as if they were about to eat.

This time for the fifth time, he was a little dazed ... but rushed in with a thick scalp.

"Money, money, take it! The password is Gaia Fengshe!" Phelps's roar sounded, then the finances ran out and let the purchaser continue to buy vegetables.

The next day, the delivery truck changed from a van to a small truck.

On the third day, the delivery truck turned into a big truck.

On the fourth day, two cars went back and forth.

On the fifth day, the truck convoy stopped outside, and the windhouse was like a monster eating vegetables.

On the sixth day, the two chefs were carried out and taken to the hospital.

On the seventh day, the chef resigned collectively, and Fengshe recruited chefs on a large scale, and his salary was twice that of the outside!

On the eighth day, a large number of chefs entered the windhouse. The windhouse does not accept any foreign guests, as long as the chefs only need dishes and various ingredients!

On the ninth day, the vegetable farmers came by themselves, just like the outside rumors. As long as it was a vegetable, the windhouse was fully collected! As for the price? Today's food prices have soared ten times! This cola has broken all vegetable farmers.

After half a month ...

"Master ..." Phelps looked at Founder in a crying voice.

Founder smiled: "Donor, the taste of this dish is not as good as before. You have to urge them not to be lazy."

Phelps wants to cry and be lazy? The chefs are tired and paralyzed for a dozen! If it weren't for the money, the big chefs behind would have run away. As for the taste? Fry is good!

However, Phelps didn't dare to say this. The more he got along, the more he discovered the horror of the monk in front of him. The young monk is already so fierce, isn't it more terrifying as the Founder of the Master? For the first time, he regretted trying to find the right prescription, but when he thought of the bright spring and autumn dreams, he was still trying to stick to it.

But Phelps knew he was afraid he wouldn't last long. He hadn't closed his eyes for half a month, and he would be woken up by sleeping once a day, and his sleep only guaranteed that he would not be trapped. But tiredness is superimposed ... For half a month, he really experienced what it means to live like the year, and what is called white-headed.

Yes, Phelps is only in his thirties, but his hair is already gray.

Looking at the opposite side, the Founders and apprentices still alive and well, Phelps is really desperate.

During that time, Phelps called his brother Fields again, but Fields growled directly: "What the **** is that monk? Since he came, our police station has never been safe! A fire, all burned Nothing! All the police, except Britney, have been injured by various accidents, and they are all in the hospital. Brother, you can find a way ... "

Then hung up.

Now, Phelps really can't help it, nodded, urged his men to cook well, and then picked up the phone and called the second son of Rothius family, Eltay.

"Dear cousin Phelps, I heard that your windhouse has been doing well recently. Congratulations ..." Altai's voice was like a spring breeze, and there were women's shouts and waves, and the roar of a yacht. Obviously, this guy is out there.

Thinking of the other person's life, looking at himself, Phelpston was a grievance and aggrieved, saying: "Business is good? If I go on like this, I'm afraid I will go bankrupt!"

"What do you mean?" Altai stunned.

Phelps said, "It's been half a month since I was here. They are so good. Can you believe that one person eats a dozen trucks a day and is not full? I ca n’t carry it fast Stay, if you do n’t have any results, I will quit. I really can't stand it, these people are too tortured ... "

Altai heard this before realizing the seriousness of the matter and was shocked: "Fang is at you? Isn't he in the police station?"

"Why don't I know! How do I know how there are two Founders in the world? Damn, who can tell me what's going on?" Phelps was about to collapse, growled.

"Wait a minute, I'll be there." Altai hung up after speaking.