Where is this leader sitting?

Su Luo also admired him. He probably chose a position that no one else would think of.

"Customer, the tea and snacks are all here, please use them slowly." Soon, the second brother rushed over with a snow-white towel on his shoulder and a tray in his hands.

"Thank you for your hard work, reward." Su Luo generously threw a piece of magic crystal for him.

When he was in the tomb castle, the great devil was only looking for the log token, and the rest of the things were owned by Su Luo. Now Su Luo is a hidden rich man.

The second brother was obviously stunned, but he quickly laughed and thanked Su Luo repeatedly.

A bottle of wine, a pot of tea, two pounds of beef and a pot of steamed buns, two meats, two vegetarian and four hot dishes, plus a large pot of steaming sour soup and fat beef.

There are not many dishes, but for those who have been walking in the wasteland for three consecutive months, seeing these hot foods is enough to make their index fingers move.

Su Luo picked up the chopsticks.

Uncle Biao's eyes almost glared Su Luo to death.

Still eating? Are you planning to eat? Can't you still see that this is a black spot? Are there bloody tala killers around you? In this case, you still eat?!

Su Luo picked up the spoon and slowly scooped a bowl of sour soup. However, before she could take a sip, Uncle Biao slapped him.

Click!

Even the soup and bowls were swept.

Su Luo frowned suddenly: "What are you doing!"

Uncle Biao stared at Su Luo: "This soup cannot be drunk!"

"Why can't this soup be drunk?" Su Luo asked angrily.

"That's right, this big brother, why can't this soup be drunk? You're not afraid of the poison in this soup?" A big sister asked happily on the table closest to them.

"Hahaha, with this courage, you dare to come out to the wasteland?" A rebellious young man laughed.

"Oh, why haven't this shop owner come out yet? What people who sell food are most afraid of is the food quality problem. Now your shop is suspected of being poisoned. Can you bear it?" A middle-aged uncle didn't bother with the excitement and started shouting loudly.

For a moment, the whole hall was very lively, and everyone's attention was on Su Luo's table.

Su Luo said: "That's right, what's the problem with this soup? It's delicious."

After saying that, Su Luo picked up a bowl, raised his head and drank it all. After drinking, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, poured the bowl down, and there was no drop of soup.

Everyone around shouted loudly: "Okay, little girl is happy, it's worth it!"

The fifth gentleman poured himself a large bowl of wine and toasted to Su Luo.

Looks like I'll give you a casual look.

Without the instigation of others, Su Luo picked up the wine pot and poured a full bowl with a clean large porcelain bowl that he had not used before. He held it up with both hands: "The old man is good at drinking. Since the old man gives face, how dare he not accompany him? Drink!"

As soon as Su Luo finished speaking, Guru Guru drank a large bowl of wine.

Uncle Biao next to him was simply unbelievable. These are all poisons! They actually drank them? Are you afraid of your life?

But he couldn't stop Su Luo at all, so he could only watch Su Luo fight with others casually.

If it weren't for Su Luo's rescue of them all the way, he would almost doubt Su Luo's identity... Isn't this too abnormal?

After drinking a pot of wine, Su Luo lies on the table.
Chapter completed!