I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 75 Eat one piece of 10,000 gold soul coins

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 75 Eat one piece of 10,000 gold soul coins

The middle-aged uncle Flanders with round glasses, the bloated Zao Wuji and several teachers came aggressively with the seven official Shrek students. When they arrived at the kitchen door, Flanders looked at him and signaled his apprentices to take the lead.

The fat man in red covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and opened the door tremblingly with one hand. He tilted his head and half-squinted his eyes, fearing that he would see something he shouldn't see.

But the various disgusting scenes that everyone expected did not appear. There was only a large black plate of tofu on the table, steaming... and a huge stench. It was wrapped in red hot sauce, minced green onion, and minced garlic, and it looked like it had been drizzled with hot oil.

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There is a piece of paper and some pairs of chopsticks next to it.

Everyone was shocked, that’s it!!

I thought I was going to fight poop.

The fat man in red who opened the door looked surprised. He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He looked at Flanders, with a smile on his chubby face:

"Teacher, look..." Do I still want to go in?

Flanders straightened his collar, showing his responsibility and demeanor as the head of the hospital.

The fat man in red secretly glanced at his teacher, who just wanted to kick me in the lead?

Three beauties with different styles among the seven monsters leaned together. The somewhat weak Tang San looked pale, and Dai Mubai stood aside with a somewhat erratic expression. This style of leaving a note...

Flanders picked up the note calmly, his face turned rosy after reading it, and he frowned a little. He glanced in the direction of the students he had accepted, and finally looked at the plate of smelly black tofu, coughed, and said softly:

"This note says: Whoever among the students here can eat a piece of this thing will get 10,000 gold soul coins." At this point, his tone was slightly excited, but not very intense. He was a recent graduate from the gold soul coin den.

People who come out.

"Also, whoever can give this black tofu a name that satisfies her will get a half-meter-long bag of gold soul coins. She will secretly observe your performance."

The people present were stunned: This person is crazy, he is crazy because he is rich, fuck me!!!

The monthly subsidy a great soul master receives is only 10 gold soul coins. Ten thousand gold soul coins are enough for an ordinary person to live a few lifetimes. You must know that a blacksmith's salary is only 5 silver soul coins, which is enough to live on.

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One can imagine the huge shock that these ten thousand gold soul coins brought to people, and the jaws of the teachers and apprentices in Flanders who were used to poverty almost dropped to the ground...

Is the world crazy?

The teachers looked at this plate of black and smelly tofu bitterly, as if they were looking at their favorite lover, fascinated, amazed, and shining with golden light.

If you want~want~why are professional cards so hard, (┯_┯) can they be students?

Zao Wuji put down his hand and looked at his old friend Flanders pitifully, I can...

Flanders' eyes twitched. He blamed him. He should have let his brother see the world before. This was not planned yet. He hadn't warmed up the pile of gold soul coins yet...

At this time, Tang San stepped forward and said, "Dean, can you give me this note for a look?" Flanders looked at the weak-looking student, remembering the miserable way he watched his brother Zhao Wuji being beaten tonight, and his pleasant look on his face.

He handed the note over.

In fact, he thought this style might be that of the rich woman who gave him money like crazy that night. She didn't want to give it to him, but there was no way, this guy had a tough background! And she was still watching him nearby, and she probably admired him very much.

Grace.

Flanders calmly took a stance that he thought was handsome, with his hands resting on his round rimless glasses.

Xiao Wu came back to her senses and looked at Flanders. She felt like some kind of baboon soul beast in heat. The corners of her mouth twitched. When she saw Tang San's expression, she knew it might be her sister. Why was the dean joining in the fun?

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Tang San stroked the familiar handwriting, his eyes showing a bit of sourness and warmth, as well as a bit of uncontrollable excitement, even the stench seemed to be immune to it.

Tang San looked around and said firmly: "I'll be the first to come!"

Wu Liu, who was hiding, didn't dare to meet Tang Xiaosan's expectant gaze. Who told you to talk nonsense and let daddy leave a message for me and not see you!!

The dark, steaming tofu had a stinky smell. Tang San picked up a piece with his chopsticks. The stench kept stimulating the young man's sense of smell. Thinking of how he felt lucky for his sensitive five senses before...

But at this moment, Tang San swallowed with difficulty, his mouth slightly opened, and under the attention of everyone, his hand gradually came closer to his mouth...

(End of chapter)