Chapter 922 Eat Something Good

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"Um, what is this?"

The old man squatted beside the pothole, looking down.

The part of the old turtle's consciousness in the turtle shell man's body has already left his body because he wanted to win over Boss Zhou, and now, it must have been reduced to a tooth sacrifice.

But the tortoiseshell man's body is still here. The pothole was created by the previous explosion, and there was some liquefied liquid in it. Now it seems that some groundwater is seeping upwards, forming a hole with an area not large enough. Small puddles.

The turtle-shell man's body began to shrink. Yes, he who was floating in the puddle did not expand, but actually began to shrink.

The little monkey squatted at the feet of the old man, looked at the turtle below, and stretched out his hand tentatively forward from time to time, as if he really wanted to touch it.

"I said, what the hell is this?"

The old Taoist asked Xu Qinglang who was standing beside him.

The boss's body was placed on the straw bed, and the little boy stood beside him, acting as a protector. On this point, the little boy didn't need anyone to order him.

Yingying didn't come back, the matter was over anyway, Xu Qinglang and the little boy didn't panic after hearing the black girl say that the boss let the old turtle take over the house, even though the boss is not awake now, but maybe they were chatting with the big boss inside about the development As planned, there shouldn't be any danger.

So no one went to inform Yingying, lest she rush back in a hurry when she got the news.

"Turtle, or, human turtle?"

Xu Qinglang organized his own words. In fact, this guy should be similar to himself. He can be regarded as a "person" who has inherited part of the sea monster's power. It's just that he has a certain degree of initiative on his side and has a seal that he can control, while other "human beings" Walking" may really be just a puppet.

"Si Guoyi!!!"

The old man let out a Japanese exclamation,

Pointing to the turtle shell man below,

road

"Could this be the legendary... Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"

Xu Qinglang knew that the old man was playing tricks, and he was happy to cooperate with him, saying, "Yes, his name is Da Vinci."

"Hehe, look, it's getting smaller again."

Streams of dark green liquid dripped out of the turtle-shell man's body continuously, and his body changed accordingly, shrinking continuously. Slowly, he turned into the figure of a teenager, but this turtle The degree of shrinkage of the shell is not obvious, so it appears to be very heterogeneous.

Deadpool was replanted in the ground by the black girl, with his eyes closed.

But beside the puddle, there was a yellow flower blooming. In fact, he had been watching the situation in the puddle.

"What should we do with this turtle? We need to get a super-large water tank or something to raise it. We can't fit in the bathtub, tsk tsk, the boss is going to spend again."

"Just cook and eat." Xu Qinglang said indifferently.

"It can still be seen in human form, how do you eat it?"

"Chop up the dumplings, I won't tell you, you must eat very delicious."

"You are a devil!"

"Don't worry, he gave the fish earlier. You said that Lao Zhou hated him so much. When Lao Zhou wakes up, he will be almost done."

"Well, that's right. You said that even if a truck knocked down the door of the bookstore, the boss probably wouldn't be as angry as he is now."

The old man stood up,

It seems that I have been squatting for a long time,

My feet are numb,

When I got up, I shook my body a little bit.

If it wasn't for Xu Qinglang's sharp eyesight and quick hand pulling, the old man might have fallen into the ditch.

"Be careful."

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay."

The old man took a deep breath,

Pretending to sneeze,

Pulled out a square scarf from the cuff of the Taoist robe,

"Ah Choo!"

"call…………"

I wiped my nose vigorously,

Then he quickly folded the square scarf and pinched it in his hand.

The little monkey next to him looked at the old man blankly, and the old man reached out and rubbed its little head.

"I said, if this guy is a little smaller, it will feel good to raise it in a big fish tank. Anyway, this thing can't be eaten, so it can be kept as an ornamental pet.

correct,

Can this turtle lay eggs? "

"I don't know." Xu Qinglang shook his head, "If I hadn't come to the bookstore, I might never have been exposed to so many strange ingredients in my life."

"If you can lay eggs, you can keep them. If you can't lay eggs, forget it. If you can lay eggs, get up in the morning, crack a couple of turtle eggs, make egg custard or fried rice with eggs at night, that's beautiful, beautiful!"

"Google!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell,

A string of bubbles suddenly appeared under the shell of the turtle shell man,

Immediately afterwards,

A green egg, bigger than a goose egg, floated out.

"..." said the old man.

"..." Old Xu.

in the mud,

Deadpool with eyes closed,

His expression eased a little.

Xu Qinglang squatted down by the puddle,

The old Taoist also squatted down again,

"Damn it, are you really a jerk?"

"It's a terrible desire to survive. It's so forced that the male tortoise can even lay eggs."

Sophisticated

Looking at Xu Qinglang in surprise, he asked

"Are there male and female turtles?"

"In general, it depends on the thickness of the tail. Male turtles have thicker tails, while female turtles are thinner and shorter.

There is also whether the plastron is sunken, the male turtle has obvious depressions, and the female turtle is flat. When mating, turtles adopt the posture of male up and female down. In order to avoid slipping off the female turtle's shell during mating, the plastron of the male turtle is slightly concave, which can just catch the protruding back shell of the female turtle; but the female turtle does not need it. This construction, therefore the plastron is flat. "

The old Taoist stared wide-eyed, and took a few more glances at Xu Qinglang,

"Old Xu, didn't you say that you have never cooked turtles? How do you know so clearly?"

"I made turtle."

"oh……"

It seems that it also makes sense.

The old man took out a cigarette, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said regretfully

"It's a pity, just one egg. Although it's a bit big, it's not enough to eat. It's not enough for fried rice."

"Google!"

another egg,

It rolled out from the lower edge of the turtle shell.

"ohh!!!!"

The old man excitedly pointed to the egg floating on the puddle.

Xu Qinglang stroked his forehead, speechless.

Deadpool, who was left with only one head outside in the mud in the distance, sighed softly.

call…………

"Boom!"

The black chick knocked Deadpool on the head,

Deadpool opened his eyes,

The black chick pointed to Deadpool's face,

He scolded his head and covered his face,

It's just that the scolding was just moving his mouth, and he didn't make a sound.

Deadpool smirked and closed his eyes again.

The black girl curled her lips, too lazy to "swear" anymore, she turned her head and looked towards the puddle.

This little uncle now knows how to be cowardly and scared?

Why couldn't there be forced numbers earlier?

Wouldn't it be good to just come to the door and ask for your head?

Anyway, my boss seems to have the dream of opening a zoo, so there is not much more than you.

It's better now,

Don't say anything about cheating my brother,

Now I have to work hard to lay eggs there in order to survive,

Why bother?

Why bother?

It's just that human needs and greed are endless, and human beings' demand for nature is also unlimited. This point has been clearly reflected in Lao Dao.

"Well, two, it doesn't work, it's not enough, three seems to be about the same."

After the old man finished speaking,

I also looked forward to it,

But wait and wait,

No more slippery eggs popping out.

Can't hold it anymore?

well,

A little disappointed.

Deadpool on the other side of the mud ground, although his eyes are closed at this time, he is clenching his teeth. He can feel his brother's efforts. He is here, and he is also cheering for his brother!

Deadpool doesn't know how to lay eggs, but he feels that it's over if he tries hard.

finally,

Under the "joint efforts" of the brothers,

"Google!"

The third egg came out, but the third egg was one-third smaller than the previous two eggs, and it should have reached its limit.

"It's a good relationship, three eggs a day is enough."

The old Taoist stroked his goatee,

"This is what we call a big hermit living in the world. We obviously live in the city center, but we can take care of our daily necessities immediately. Before that, the vegetables and fruits were available, and now eggs are also available. After a while, catch some When the pig demon or the cow demon comes over, there is no need to buy the meat.

I used to think that the boss always liked to bring things home, and thought that he was not very good at living. Now that I think about it, I really blamed the boss. This is the rhythm of my own small farm. "

"Don't think too beautifully, you want to eat eggs?"

"Yeah, this is so fresh."

"Not disgusting?"

"What's so disgusting, when the chicken farmer took the eggs from the chicken coop, the eggs were still covered with chicken feces."

"But it's useless if you want to eat it. The boss must want him to die."

"Oh, yes."

The old way smash it, smash it, mouth it,

Between one's own appetite and the boss's personal likes and dislikes,

he knows

The latter must be in possession, and it is absolutely dominant.

"Boss, are you awake?"

A little boy's voice came.

The old Taoist who was squatting by the puddle turned around together with Xu Qinglang, and saw Zhou Ze standing up and walking towards this side.

"Boss, are you okay?" The old man greeted immediately.

Zhou Ze looked at the old man,

in the eyes,

somewhat complicated,

This complex look made the old man feel a little bit of a hairy feeling.

In the past, every time I went out with my boss, when I ate something wrong or encountered something, the boss seemed to look at me like this.

"Old Zhou, this guy is still alive."

Xu Qinglang pointed to the turtle-shell man in the puddle, meaning that he asked Zhou Ze to take care of it, and then he could clean it up.

"I just heard the old Taoist say that he wants to eat turtle eggs?"

"No, no, rumor, nonsense, no

Possibly drop! "

The old man hurriedly waved his hand in denial.

"Since you like to eat turtle eggs, just keep him for laying eggs. You can find one yourself... Oh no, Lao Xu, thank you for your hard work. Find a big fish tank to help the old man feed."

Although Xu Qinglang felt a little puzzled, he still nodded in agreement.

"This... this..." The old Taoist rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, "How embarrassing, boss."

Zhou Ze walked up to the old Taoist, and the old Taoist stood up silently.

Boss Zhou put his hand on the old man's shoulder and patted it lightly,

softly

"Old way."

"Ah, yes, boss, what do you order?"

"Eat something good."

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