Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Zhang Jun was about to collapse. He wanted to reduce his opponents a little bit, but he opened the wrong picture, and all of them yelled to go and see.

Only a few people felt that the journey was too far away and started to retreat.

嗯 "Hmm? Suddenly so many people transferred money to me?"

Beifeng was stunned. Just a dozen personal transfers were made to myself, but after a while, the number of transfers was like a blowout, and already exceeded two hundred!

Xi Beifeng randomly selected four people, and then announced the selected list in the group.

The result came out, Zhang Jun was disappointed, not knowing whether he was sorry that he couldn't eat delicious dishes, or that he couldn't see Xuanyi.

Yes! This guy Zhang Jun was the last time he went to Beifeng Private Restaurant and saw Xuan Yi, thinking about the guy with the highest death penalty in three years.

"Xuan Er, go to the village to pick up the guests."

I soon arrived at half past ten, Beifeng instructed Xuan Er.

"Why is it me every time."

Wu Xuan'er touched the back of his head and muttered quietly.

"Snapped!"

"Just talk to you!"

Beifeng's answer was also rude, and he controlled his strength directly, and slapped him on the back of Xuan Er.

Wu Xuan Er learned fine, and ran away as soon as he was afraid to speak up.

"There is still so much meat, would you like to receive more tables?"

Bei Beifeng walked to the basement, watching a lot of mutant big meat left, thinking to himself.

"Forget it, wait till the next time you catch a monster."

Beifeng thought about it, but gave up the idea.

Although the meat of the mutant big **** doesn't help me, it tastes very good. If you haven't caught the monsters in this period of time, and the meat of the mutant big **** has been eaten again, what should you eat yourself?

"噗嗤!"

As soon as the idea came to an end, extremely cold ice appeared in his hands, and Beifeng used the tip of his gun to lightly stroke the meat of the mutant tadpole twice.

The tadpole is extremely hard, and its outer layer is covered with a layer of ice. The big tadpole can't resist the pole at all. The edge of the ice, the north wind does not feel any resistance, and a large piece of meat falls off the skeleton of the tadpole.

For guests at the table of 3,211, Beifeng naturally will not use Dading to stew the meat.

I made a braised braised stew directly. Beifeng did it very seriously. This is an attitude. I want to do my best.

Although the highest level of Beifeng is not bad, at least I have worked hard. If other restaurants do like Beifeng, it will have closed down!

Even if you try hard, it is useless, the taste is not delicious, customers do not pay, and wait for it to close!

I also believe that Beifeng relies on ingredients from other worlds to dare to do this. Whether it looks good or not is second, as long as it is delicious!

Amaranth murmured in the pot, and a scent wafted out.

"Wang!"

"Woo ~ Wang!"

两个 The two little guys who eat more and eat more than meals, except for meals, usually can't see the traces, and don't know where they went.

"Okay, quiet."

Beifeng watched the two little guys jumping up and down, and they couldn't reach the edge of the stove, but they still stood there, with their hind legs standing on the ground, where they jumped around, like I want to see what is cooked in the pot.

Beifeng said gently, the two little guys who eat more and eat less seem to understand, and squat beside the north wind honestly.

"My mother, it's really a long country road, so I didn't wear high heels."

A beautiful woman in her thirties complained.

The two young women did not speak, but looked at the blisters on their feet silently, and stared at the male companion beside them.

I like to complain, why come to this place to eat.

Amaranth will be ready soon, and there will be noises outside the yard.

The two little guys glanced out, then turned their heads and squatted honestly.

Because there are only two groups of people, they are arranged to eat in the classically decorated room.

Xuan San soon came out holding two large plates and sent them to the two rooms. The whole process was stern and did not say a word.

Mainly I can't get up. Although Xuan Er's guy is simple-headed, his limbs are developed!

Paralysis, the kind of horse race with arms, muscles all over.

Beifeng was also called Xuan Er, but Xuan Er was well-educated, and he walked directly to Xuan San with his big fist.

Xu Xuansan looked at Xuan Er's body shape, silently gave up his resistance, walked to the kitchen honestly, served the dishes to the guests, and helped Xuan Er do the work.

"Damn Xuanji, why didn't you find this so many eyes before, you wait for me, and I will hang you every day after I surpass you!"

Wu Xuan Sany's face was depressed, and she found that she was the weakest here, and no one could beat it.

Beifeng naturally saw Xuan Er's small movements, and he didn't care, anyway, as long as someone came to serve the dishes.

等等 "Wait, waiter, help me open a bottle of wine."

There are two men and two women sitting at this table. The man sitting in the first seat called Xuansan.

"We don't serve drinks here."

Wu Xuan three steps down, turned around and said a word.

"Paralysis, really treat me as a waiter and myself as a grandfather? If not now I am good, I might not let you know why the flowers are so red today!"

Wu Xuansan thought in his heart ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ then turned away.

"What kind of quality! Dare to charge 3,21 at this level? Preserved eggs, won't you be slaughtered?"

I looked at Xuansan who ignored him, Zhou Qiang was full of atmosphere, and turned to ask his own little question.

"Mr. Qiang, this is the restaurant. It does n’t serve drinks, and I blame me for not telling you, and it ’s not easy to eat the food in this restaurant, but I had to book it."

伯 Chen Bozhong explained.

The two girls didn't interrupt, sitting together and talking head to head, discussing those things between the women.

"Huh, what a shit."

Zhou Qiang was slightly better after hearing Chen Bozhong's words, but he was still angry with the waiter.

Bei Beifeng and others also ate in the living room.

Beifeng walked to the next room and opened the sealed jar of wine.

For a while, the rich and mellow wine wafted out. The wine in the wine jar was golden, like honey.

Beifeng used a bamboo beater spoon to put into the jar, and lifted a spoonful of liquor.

On the surface of the bamboo spoon, a trace of wine is sticky and silky, and slides downward.

"Huh? Good wine!"

Zhou Qiang twitched his nose twice, smelled this wine, and felt that the wine bugs in his stomach were coming out!

"What is the smell of this wine, so pure! Some are like Maotai, which has been in the cellar for decades, but Maotai himself has not drank it, and it is a bit less than the aroma of this wine."

Zhou Qiang can be described as an old alcoholic. As a veteran who has stood the test of the wine table, it is not an exaggeration to say that domestic wine can be regarded as the best wine, and the wines that are not so good are basically tasted.

愣 But now I can't smell what the wine smells like.