Chapter 60 Returning to the Southern Suburb Farm

The middle-aged owner of the restaurant was taken aback.

He knew the rumors about the 'Night Watchman' in front of him.

Excellent ability.

Humorous, love to tell bad jokes.

and also……

can eat.

Especially the last point is talked about even more.

It is well known that one person can eat as much as ten people.

Someone even proposed to send Jason to participate in the 'Big Eater Competition' held in the capital Teerte.

That would be the perfect choice for the championship.

The owner of 'Yanan Food Shop' knows all of this.

However, he still invited Jason to dinner.

No reason.

Just thanks.

Thanks to this 'Night Watchman' for everything he has done to Lord,

Jason didn't refuse.

Just chose the loaf of bread with the lowest value.

Because, he knew that his appetite was definitely not something that a mobile food shop owner could afford.

Similarly, he didn't refuse because he knew what the boss was thanking for.

He is just an insignificant participant.

The one who really needs to be thanked has long been asleep.

However, the world has not forgotten.

that's enough.

The owner of Yanan's restaurant was stunned.

Then a big smile appeared.

It was a big smile.

It was a smile of approval.

"As long as I'm still here, you can come anytime you want to eat, no money required."

The bald boss said so.

In words, with emphasis.

Jason nodded.

Then said—

"It doesn't count this time."

Jason also emphasized.

"Thanks to your patronage, a total of 1 silver gram and 12 copper gram."

The bald boss sighed and quoted the price this time.

After counting out the corresponding number of coins and placing them on the counter, Jason picked up the food, nodded at the bald boss, and then turned and left.

And in the bottom of his heart, Jason already had plans not to come again.

Of course, it's not that I don't eat breakfast here any more, but I ask someone to buy it for me.

Otherwise, Yanan's Food Shop would have to close down within two days.

Soon, when Jason's figure disappeared, a slight sobbing sound came from the corner of the 'Yanan Food Shop'.

Thorin, the freckled young man, was sniffling.

"Is this Jason?"

"Is this the 'Night Watchman'?"

"Is this the real "Dark Knight"?"

The young man who founded the 'Flute Newspaper' muttered to himself.

The expression on his face was inexplicably moved.

The middle-aged owner of the restaurant glanced at the young man, and silently prepared the food.

As a "night watchman", Jason hunts monsters in the shadows and darkness to protect everyone's safety.

As the owner of a food shop, he naturally wants to make more food to ensure everyone's stomach.

Then, the young man with freckles was even more moved.

He looked in the direction Jason was leaving.

Then he looked at the middle-aged boss in Yanan's restaurant.

With a voice that only I can hear clearly, the whole person said slowly: "A hero who lingers in the dark and a lonely gourmet... This is the romance of a man!"

The middle-aged boss, who was frying the meat, shook his hands and almost threw the meat pie to the young man's face.

"Hey, who is lonely?"

"I've been in love before!"

"When I was young, I was handsome!"

The middle-aged boss yelled loudly.

"You're already bald."

"You still..."

"single!"

Thorin emphasized.

After getting along for a period of time, the talkative Sorin has already learned about the living conditions of the equally talkative Yanan restaurant owner.

When you were young?

Maybe it's really like what the other party said.

But that was also young.

Now?

It's just a middle-aged man who is bald, lonely, somewhat crafty, and keeps the bottom line, but is getting greasy.

The owner of Yanan Restaurant froze in place as if he had been hit hard.

Then, the whole person raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle and looked at the gradually brightening east.

There is an inexplicable melancholy temperament.

"do you know?"

"When I was young, I was very good at using a meat saw."

"And pistols, shotguns."

"At that time, those infected with veterinary disease..."

"Come on!"

"A pistol is still reliable, but what is a shotgun?"

"That's a new weapon launched by the 'Winchester Brothers Workshop' not long ago, and besides being loved by 'Night Watchman' Jason, ordinary people can't bear that kind of recoil at all."

"So much so that the Winchester brothers had to reinvent the shotgun for the regular version."

Sorin rolled his eyes, and mercilessly exposed the lies of the middle-aged boss.

What blood therapy.

What lycanthropy.

And the aunt at Chuanhuo Food Shop, who obviously had a kind face, would fabricate some lies to deceive him.

Spread the fire?

ash?

Really, third-rate novels dare not write like this.

"You and Aunt Chuanhuo are really good. If you like to tell stories, you can contribute to my 'Flute News'. Why do you tell stories so mysteriously every time?"

"Maybe you'll become a writer."

As Thorin spoke, he touched his pocket, ready to buy a meatloaf.

It's a pity that the pie was chosen in the end.

After all, 3 copper corners are needed for a whole patty.

As for the pie, a complete portion only needs 6 grams of copper.

He can eat half of it.

Save half for lunch.

Even, save a little, dinner can be solved.

"Look, that's why I'm not a writer."

"Because I can't get enough to eat!"

"Eating is not enough, the rest..."

"It's meaningless."

After the middle-aged boss handed Sorin the pie, he sighed like this.

"This is just a temporary embarrassment. I will definitely succeed. If only I were the same as the characters in the biographical novels——At that time, I will divide my authority into twelve shares and distribute them to followers in the form of rings." Me, or someone attracted to me, and..."

"You will be killed as a monster!"

"How about the ring?"

"Why don't you inject your soul!"

"Also, your name Sorin is not appropriate, you should add some elements that suit your personality, such as prefixes, suffixes and so on."

The middle-aged boss teased.

"Prefix, suffix?"

"right!"

"That's right, that's it!"

"Boss, what material is your restaurant made of?"

Sorin's eyes lit up and asked.

"Oak, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged restaurant owner replied.

"Then my name is Thorin. How about Oak? A wandering prince who summoned his companions for the restoration of the country, overcame all kinds of hardships, and finally completed the restoration of the country. A tragic hero who fell before hope..."

Thorin was completely immersed in his fantasy.

The middle-aged boss looked at Sorin's appearance and couldn't help shaking his head.

I didn't pay any attention to this fantasy-loving young man.

Just look up at the sky again.

At this moment, the sky is slightly bright.

Night and day meet at this moment.

Darkness and light coexist.

Faint stars flicker.

As in eternity.

"Ugh."

Finally, the middle-aged boss sighed and began to cook with his head down.

He is the owner of a restaurant.

Now he just needs to cook well.

As for more?

he……

The restaurant owner shook his head.

...

"It tastes really good."

"Especially this salted eel, paired with a ham sandwich, is really delicious."

Tanier, who has been eating at Yanan Food Shop for many days, still showed great enthusiasm when he took the food from Jason.

It can be seen that Yanan Restaurant really hit Tanier's taste buds.

“The split pea soup is also good.”

Jason handed over the soup bowl.

A wooden bowl is not the heavy one used at home, but the thinner one. It is a tableware that has become popular in mobile food shops in recent years, and it is matched with various spoons and forks of the same style. .

"Well, of course."

"Next, what are we going to do?"

"Go back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep?"

Tanier asked while eating.

At this time, they had already gone to another road, not the road to return to the police dormitory.

Obviously, Jason had other plans.

"Go to Nanjiao Farm."

Jason replied after throwing the last sandwich into his mouth.

"South Suburb Farm?"

"With Bundy and Hall around, it should be fine, right?"

"Could it be that those bandits still have a back hand?"

Tanier's expression became tense.

In Lord, Tanier's biggest achievement is getting to know Jason, Bundy, Hall, Finch and others.

These people can be called friends.

Tanier didn't want any of them to have an accident.

"of course not."

"Those bandits should be all the bandits around."

"We are for Telcon's legacy."

For Tanier, Jason really trusted him.

Therefore, some things are not hidden from Tanier at all.

Example: Legacy of Telcon.

"Oh, so it's for Telkang's legacy, so no..."

"It's all right!"

"Telkang really has an inheritance?"

"And it's really at Nanjiao Farm?"

"Is it true what I told Dordu before?"

"Isn't it just a temporary lie?"

Tanier stared, pulled his hair, and looked at his friend with disbelief.

And Jason?

Nod slightly.

"It's true, it's true, it's not lying."

Jason said lightly.

Before, when he was close to the farm in the southern suburbs, Jason's [food intuition] was telling him that there was something delicious nearby.

At first Jason thought it was from bandits.

However, after careful identification, it was found that the 'food' was underground,

Far beyond the cellar of the farm.

in a deeper place.

The 'food' that can make his passive talent like [Food Intuition] take effect is naturally extraordinary.

In the entire Lord, there are very few who can meet this 'unusual' condition.

Telcon happens to be one of them.

Moreover, Telcon happens to be facing a critical moment.

The opponent will leave a way out for himself.

Adding up several aspects, the answer to what will be below the Nanjiao Farm is almost predictable.

Jason even suspected that the reason why Turkang followed the order of Prince Ruitai to blow up the entire barracks was to provide some protection for his followers.

However, what Turkun didn't expect was that the old knight and the knight attendant would be so decisive.

A blow of glory.

A life-burning blow.

Turkun never thought that the old jazz would risk his life for the whole Lord.

Do not!

The other party is ready!

However, what the other party was not prepared for was that people other than the old jazz would do the same.

Eric!

The old knight's squire!

Even now, Jason doesn't know much about middle-aged men.

It became the last omission in Telkang's plan.

It is also the source of letting the opponent fall short.

"A knight attendant is also a knight."

Jason thought silently in his heart, and his pace began to quicken.

Tanier finished eating the food in twos and twos, and began to speed up.

By the time the two arrived at the farm in the southern suburbs, the sun had completely jumped out of the horizon.

More police officers showed up here.

Except that Ai Qi returned to Lord with half of the veterans and brought a small number of newcomers to maintain law and order.

Most of the newcomers are here at the moment.

They carried weapons and food. According to Hall's teaching, they were in groups of five, and under the leadership of a veteran, they either patrolled, stood guard, or lived and cooked.

Of course, there is also cleaning the battlefield.

When Jason and Tanier approached, the sound of vomiting was almost endless, and the pungent sour smell made Tanier really roll his eyes uncontrollably.

Apparently, the sheer amount of dead bodies is just too much of a thrill for these young, newly recruited officers.

It is completely beyond one's own imagination.

Even newcomers who have seen blood are extremely uncomfortable at this time.

Seeing those humanoid corpses piled up densely like straw, none of the newcomers did not frown.

Not to mention burning and digging pits for landfill.

"Wear gloves and a mask."

"Spray the potion made by consultant Tanir on the gloves and masks."

"Everyone must spray carefully."

"Everyone must move the corpse."

"Those who have finished moving, go to eat immediately, and then patrol."

Hall's loud voice can be heard clearly from a long distance.

Bundy sat by the campfire and watched all this with a smile.

Everyone needs to grow up.

How a recruit becomes a veteran.

If you survive a war without dying, you will naturally become a veteran.

However, that success rate is really too low.

Almost half the discount rate.

This is him, Lord, completely unbearable.

Therefore, the milder method in front of him is really a godsend opportunity.

At least, after getting used to the smell of blood and gunpowder, these recruits can open their eyes and point at the enemy to pull the trigger when facing the rushing enemy, instead of closing their eyes and shooting into the sky.

Therefore, Bundy did not stop Hall's approach.

On the contrary, they are still applauding.

However, after seeing Jason and Tanier, the sheriff immediately stood up and suppressed his smile.

"Is there a situation?"

Bundy walked over quickly and asked in a low voice.

Tanier is hard to say.

However, his friend Jason, Bundy knew it, and he would never return here for no reason.

There must be something wrong.

"Something needs to be dealt with."

"Here is temporarily handed over to you."

"Don't bother with me."

After Jason finished talking to Tanier and Bondi, he walked alone in the southern suburbs farm.

As the largest crop and meat supplier near Lord.

The farm in the southern suburbs is huge.

Especially farmland, it is boundless.

When Jason walked into it, under the cover of wheat ears, he quickly disappeared.

After watching Jason's back disappear, Bondi turned his head to look at Tanier, pointed to the iron pot on the campfire, and said——

"Eat something?"

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . The fastest website for mobile version updates: