Chapter 27: Like a Steamed Bun

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What is it like to have a meal with a big shot?

This can't help but remind people of Buffett's dinner auction. After the auction, he had to frantically hype it up to make back the huge expense.

Boss Zhou kept telling himself in his heart,

I am facing an old Taoist.

It's that wretched old man who likes to touch the crotch to comfort big girls.

But psychological suggestion is not effective at all times.

The person in front of him is completely different from the old man, especially the temperament that the other person exudes is similar to that of a noble man from Tianhuang. It is really difficult for the person sitting opposite him to remain calm.

"But this matter still depends on luck. There is a sword hanging above your head. It's such a boring day."

The last generation sighed,

A plate of buns and other side dishes was taken out from under the table.

This is not like the way to eat Roujiamo, nor is it the way to eat roast duck. It feels like a combination of the two.

"A whole one?"

The last generation took out a steamed bun and handed it to Zhou Ze.

“It stands to reason that people in the past planted trees and people in the future can enjoy the shade;

We have no choice, and we don’t expect our predecessors to plant trees, and we don’t have the fate to be in the shadow;

But I can’t bear the pitfalls dug by the predecessors. This pit is quite big and must be dug with great care.

If you can't jump over, everything will be lost and you will fall into a trap;

It's not that simple to jump over this, tsk tsk.

The only blame is that we were born too late, and he was born too early. The hole was dug early, and there is really nothing we can do about it. "

The last generation talked a lot like old friends meeting each other.

"According to me, the contemporary people think about contemporary things, and the contemporary people are the monsters of the present. You are a person who has long since turned into ashes and is long gone. Why should you set rules for future generations to live by?

Do you really think that you are a saint, who can illuminate thousands of miles and have insight into the future?

Ah,

I guess,

It's just itchy hands.

The modern invincibility is not enough, and I still want to draw a Tao, and compare it with others later, for fear that we will not know how awesome he is. "

The last generation put meat into the steamed buns.

He opened his mouth and took a big bite in a very nondescript manner.

Some hair on the lip was bitten into,

He also pushed it away with his hands,

Chewing heavily while venting his dissatisfaction,

The sound is still loud.

Perhaps his skin and temperament are really good, so his appearance is not ugly at all, but rather free and easy.

After all,

This is really a world where faces are judged.

Even if you are the king of the mansion,

Appearance is also an indispensable and important part.

Pick up the wine bowl,

The last generation took a sip of wine, smacked it in his mouth, and continued:

"But the boat is now a done deal, and there is nothing we can do. We can only cross the sea first and jump over this hole first.

Actually, in those early years, I really didn’t think of any solution.

so,

This man is worthy of being the king, but it’s really boring.

I am such an excellent person,

Why should I only live for two thousand years?

I can live for three thousand years, four thousand years, or five thousand years, and I can turn this present age into another ancient time!

So, at that time, I didn't have much fun. When I thought about my sudden sudden death in the future, nothing I did felt good.

Just play wildly and pay attention to the mountains and rivers.

Who knows......"

The last generation took another big bite of the meat bun and continued talking while biting it. Unexpectedly, some food residue flew out. The last generation immediately covered his mouth and nodded apologetically with some embarrassment.

Then he concentrated on eating the food in his mouth.

He took another sip of wine,

Then he continued:

"Who knew I would meet that Bodhisattva later, hehe, I would laugh right then.

Do you know, those bald guys...

Oh no, Amitabha, sin, sin, sin;

Everyone is helping us block the knife, so we need to call in some eminent monks.

Those Buddhas were not immune to this attack. They were so tender and young, and it was not their turn to receive the attack yet.

As for me, I am more unlucky.

These good days didn't last long,

The fathers and grandfathers of the previous generations have finished enjoying, being loved, being free and comfortable,

OK,

It was my turn as the smallest person to pay the bill.

That doesn’t make sense, don’t you think?

I am such an excellent person,

I really hate it,

I hate why I was born in Lao Shizi’s house.

Even if I don’t become the king of this mansion,

Don’t be this heir,

With my talent,

Just give me time,

That Mount Tai,

After all, it will be me who takes the seat.

When the time comes, I will continue to call it Taishan if I like, Huashan if I like to call it, or Mount Emei or Wudang Mountain from the back to the back!

There is no need to feel so aggrieved.

As soon as you get up, you have to be straightened

After so many years of life,

I am really grateful to my eight generations of ancestors! "

The last generation put the wine bowl on the table.

Pointing to the mouth of the bowl,

Just like a general commanding on the battlefield,

road:

"Pour the wine!"

The little mountain-moving ape immediately picked up the wine jar again and poured the wine carefully.

The last generation reached out and touched the little monkey's head.

The little monkey smiled shyly,

There are little stars in the two little eyes.

Zhou Ze imagined the little monkey as the "butler", which he found interesting.

"But there is nothing I can do. Who told me that I am so unlucky that I have to be the king of the palace when I am born?

well,

Fortunately,

That Bodhisattva really provided help in times of need and timely rain.

If he doesn’t go to hell, who will?

He is smart, very smart, but there is nothing he can do about it. Sometimes, smart people can't do anything. Let's just talk about the two of us. We are the ones being stared at by a sword. Can this sense of urgency be the same?

People have been foolishly dreaming of innocent dreams of becoming immortals.

We all hate this immortal Banban to death. "

The last generation picked up the wine bowl,

took a big sip,

It seems that I have been lonely for too long,

It was hard to find someone to talk to, so I was talking to myself happily:

“This is what we have to do;

Whether we can get over this hurdle depends on luck. What we plan for depends on people and what happens is determined by God.

When he comes, we hide;

He can find it, we can hide it, let's see who has better luck.

alms, alms,

If he and I are really destined to have no connection,

It will be of no use to him until he is old enough.

I'm just sorry that I almost got you involved. Brother, I'd better call you brother, although according to seniority, I should call you uncle;

But I guess you don’t like hearing the title ‘uncle’ either;

Brother, we also grew up listening to your stories. Now, in one sentence, I am also your fan, fanboy, yes, fanboy.

But brother, you were really careless back then.

If you hadn't stopped me in the beginning,

Since hell is going to change, it should change as soon as possible.

If this changes,

Why do we need to feel so uncomfortable now?

Anyway, it will be a knife sooner or later, it is better to take it early.

Brother, you will not perish either;

Hey,

Maybe after my ancestor comes out, he can challenge you to a duel.

Oh, that's right,

If the old man is slapped to death by you, brother,

It seems like I’m gone too? "

The last generation narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"It's too complicated to figure out."

"Hehe, this Bodhisattva is not what I am most worried about. Although we always think that we are smart people, there are actually many who are not too stupid.

I really want to be cut down one by one.

That Xuanyuan Sword must draw blood at least seven or eight times before it can hit us, right?

We've all been mixed up like this, and it's not our turn to be in the first row at the execution ground, right?

Those bastard things are not all like that prosperous one. They can do that step. Even if that step is placed in front of us, we are too lazy to take it.

If you are no longer yourself, then how can you still be alive?

However, those people are not stupid, but they are not particularly smart either. There is no guarantee that they will eventually be forced to jump over the wall in a hurry;

So, you still have to be careful.

My little life was uneventful, but always stable.

Leisure comes and goes, leisure comes and goes, a piece of meat and a piece of steamed bun are enough;

I can wait steadily for that day,

When the knife comes down,

Let's watch carefully,

Can we escape this knife? "

After the last generation finished speaking,

He also subconsciously put his left hand on his crotch,

I pinched it,

Then he pretended to be calm and put his finger in front of his nose and sniffed.

All right,

Found a familiar feeling.

but,

It doesn’t ruin the image too much.

After all, goddesses also need to poop, and men also need hands to hold their bodies while they defecate;

Ninety-nine percent of boys pretend to have done similar actions inadvertently in public places.

After all, sometimes it’s really uncomfortable when the muzzle of the gun jams.

"Brother, you eat, take a bite, don't worry, I have washed my hands before cooking. Besides, we are so empty and empty, there is no way to say whether it is clean or not."

The last generation pointed to the meat and steamed buns placed in front of Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou swallowed subconsciously,

This meat

It’s really fragrant;

Plus,

This is something that Mr. Fu personally cooked.

Even if this is a dream, at least the taste cannot be faked.

Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks,

When I was about to lay down my chopsticks,

Suddenly,

The power in his body that had been silent before began to revive,

Take advantage of

If you don't pay attention to yourself,

He took direct control of his body.

"Fuck me!"

This turn of events caught Zhou Ze off guard.

When I was listening to other people's nonsense earlier, you were too lazy to listen and couldn't hide, leaving me to endure the other person's nagging.

When I really want to start eating,

You just came out to grab the body?

"Tiehanhan, don't go so far!"

Zhou Ze shouted in his heart.

If it's an ordinary dish, I'll give in.

But God knows when the next time I will have a dream like this again,

And what if someone switches to playing the piano or flute instead of cooking?

However,

Ying Gou ignored Zhou Ze's resistance.

After taking control of the body,

Pick up the wine bowl first,

Take a sip.

"Good... wine..."

The last generation laughed "haha" and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fresh scar inside with residual blood stains on it.

"I know you are picky, brother."

"Good...meat..."

The last generation tore open the clothes on his chest, and there was another bloody scar on the left chest.

Ying Gou's hand was placed on the bun.

"Okay...moon..."

The last generation smiled but said nothing.

Below the pavilion,

the mountain peaks are majestic,

on the waist of Mount Tai,

a few pieces are missing,

it looks like a steamed bun.

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