Almost started supernatural daily life

At half past five in the afternoon, the three of them did not eat, ready to find a place to eat well.

Although his own restaurant is good, he lacks atmosphere if he doesn't take a bath, and the three of them nominally run away from the room, and Cheng Zhou came over to persuade Zhengwu to protect safety, and he can't spend it downstairs.

It's almost time for izakaya to open, and the three of them are shopping for a suitable shop.

Isshiki's house is not very suitable, not to mention the distance, even if you enter the room, it is not good to take friends to eat and drink for nothing, and I have no time to work recently.

"Sister-in-law, don't they have time to come out?" Cheng Zhou followed to the right of the room.

"Working online from home and doing anime." Iruma looked at the shops on both sides, "There is also a teacher who is preparing to be a cooking teacher, Megumi, taking care of Xiaohaku at home, Xiaobai is a dog I raised."

"Brother Ming, this is not less than it was back then." Zheng Wuyi laughed on the side, "When I was a child, those palace maids and princesses liked to run behind Brother Ming's ass.

"What an envy!" Cheng Zhou tilted his head.

"You envy a fart!" Iruma squeezed Nari Zhou's shoulder, "Don't think I don't know what you've done in Japan, you're almost full of members of nightclubs in these districts of Tokyo." "

After taking over the family affairs, there is a place where the Yuwen family has a layout, and the news naturally can't escape the ears of the room.

After learning Cheng Zhou's flower name in Tokyo, he was really helpless, so he ordered not to pay attention to Zhu Chengzhou again.

Who wouldn't like the plot of communicating with people at a negative distance to be taken in, wouldn't they?

"You all know it, Brother Ming." Cheng Zhou scratched his head embarrassedly and laughed, "You also know that in the country, we are required to be strict, and this came to Japan... I'm just supporting the local tertiary industry. "

A young man, find a reason to be pure, Cheng Zhou did a good job.

"You're only 18, take your time." Iruma doesn't say much, personal hobbies, and it is legal in Japan.

In addition, his girlfriend Ying Li Li is also a painter engaged in related types of industries, which can only remind him to pay attention to his body.

"Don't worry, Brother Ming, I'm eating well!"

This can be seen from the body type, and the tonic is very generous.

Seeing a suitable izakaya, the three of them walked in and found a table to sit at.

Order three cups of wheat drinks, a variety of appetizers, and they chat while waiting for the dishes to be served.

"Brother Ming, or after drinking we..." Cheng Zhou's smile was full of meaning.

"Believe it or not, if I dare to go with you, your sisters-in-law will have to throw me off the fourth floor?" Take a big sip of beer and take a refreshing breath.

"Is it true that Brother Ming is a bachelor like you?" Masatake also took a long sip of beer.

"Yes, aren't you? Besides, I just don't look for it! Cheng Zhou took a large sip of throat moisturizer, and after clinking glasses with the two people waiting for him, he smothered the beer together and asked the waiter to continue refilling.

"Zhengwu, you entered the Jinyiwei at the age of 16, right?" Iruma took a bite of edamame, "How is it still a lux?" Can't mix up the flags?

"How easy is it to get promoted now... It's not like in the past, the personnel consumption is large, if my sister is not lucky enough to encounter a few third-class skills, she will also survive like me. "

Guotai Minan, Jinyiwei wants to be promoted now, basically can only wait for the above people to retire or the same promotion, Zhengwu and his father are commanders and cannot be directly promoted.

In the past, there were people who held high positions because of palace fighting, but now there are no eunuchs. The East Factory and the West Factory are now really royal factories, one producing razors and the other producing scissors, but they have not separated from the related business of their ancestors.

Zhengwu is now in Jinyiwei, and he can take ten days of vacation in shifts, just waiting for when there is a personnel change above, squeeze up.

Not everyone can be like her sister, accompany the queen to go shopping, encounter robbers who want to take hostages, take her sister as a target, and touch her three times. Directly promoted to the ninth level, the original lesbian knew that she was happy to retire.

Beer continued one by one, and the three of them talked about the past and the present with Chinese.

Men's chats can range from what they eat to the meaning of the meta-universe, not to mention the people and things that these three people have been in contact with since childhood, and they can talk more about the world.

"Brother Ming, will you tell me the end of your poem?"

Cheng Zhou's drunkenness surged up, and his eyes were a little confused.

"You said that, right?" Zhengwu's state is still good, "'If life is only like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan'." I still remember that when Brother Ming took us and a few princes to steal wine, he casually said this sentence by a small palace maid, and it spread throughout the palace the next day, and the gang wanted to know the second half like crazy, Brother Ming just didn't say it. "

After a few whispering songs, Iruma's mind is strong enough.

He took a bite of the dish indifferently, "I just felt after drinking, and I sobered up after saying it, and I am not the material for poetry." This

poem was in his previous life when he was in high school, and for a while the girls in the class always chanted it, and he passively wrote it down.

I have the impression that there are four sentences, and I remember the first two sentences. The author seems to be called Nalan or something, the dynasty is the Qing Dynasty.

The status of poetry immortals and poets in ancient poetry still exists, and there have been no good works since the Ming Dynasty. This sentence "written" in the room is definitely not good compared with the predecessors, and it is enough to reduce the dimensionality of the Ming Kingdom poetry that resounded in this life.

Fortunately, he remembers such a song. In my previous life, there was a song "Qinyuan Spring" that I remember, but... It was used by Yuwen Ting to inspire the world with the mouth of that family master in turbulent times.

The more he chatted, the happier he was, and Cheng Zhou waved his hand and threw the bank card in front of the boss.

"I pay for tonight's consumption! Everyone present is! Brother Ming, don't rob me! I came earlier than you, I'm the host! "

Drink high this is, even with excitement. There was no dissuasion in the room, and the royal family members were still relatively wealthy.

The men, women and children present got a free meal, and raised their glasses to thank Zhu Chengzhou very facelessly.

"Hahaha, cheers!" Seongnam laughed and raised his glass.

He would do this when he drank too much in a nightclub, and his membership card was the highest level, and you can imagine how much he consumed, and those bosses couldn't wait to offer Zhu Chengzhou.

"Oh, there are a few stinky money, damn society, it's really unfair!"

Discordant voices mingled with the sound of celebration, Iruma was the first to look over, followed by Masatake . Cheng Zhou was immersed in the fluttering and did not hear it.

A middle-aged man who is in low spirits and drinks alone and gets drunk. Iruma speculates that it may be a troublesome thing in the workplace, which makes him unbalanced when he meets someone who is still a teenager.

It's a pity that the way of the world is like this, he doesn't come to the izakaya on weekdays, he faces people with small money, and the effect will not be so extreme.

Izakaya are mostly working-class, and psychological imbalance is inevitable. Those who toasted did not know in their hearts how to slander Zhu Chengzhou.

Iruma didn't want to bother. But seeing that the middle-aged man's eyes were getting redder and redder, this was a precursor to jealousy and loss of emotional control.

Reaching out and grabbing the thrown wine glass, the scene gradually quieted down.

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[Recently transferred to a high school history tutor, is undergoing a month-long training, eight to six o'clock every day, really busy, really sorry for all readers.]

I don't want to break the change, so please bear with me and pity this bitter teacher