Now that the rhythm is no longer right, it's time to show Mr. Huang San's abilities.
"No, Cai Gen, you have to be confident, you have a way."
"No, Mr. Huang San, I don't have it. I have nothing to do."
"No, you have"
"NO, I have not"
After talking in circles for almost ten minutes, Cai Gen was finally defeated by Mr. Huang San.
"Okay, okay, I'm convinced, tell me what's going on."
Mr. Huang Santai looked behind Cai Gen and showed a victorious smile. Cai Gen's smile made Cai Gen's hair grow cold and he kept looking behind him, thinking that there was someone there.
Hu Xiaocao and the others felt as disgusted as if they were chewing cud when they heard Mr. Huang San and Cai Gen's ink, and their mentality had already collapsed.
This is too simple and crude. The art of scheming and calculating language does not exist.
There was only a game between pretending to be stupid and pretending to be stupider. In the end, Mr. Huang won because he pretended to be stupider.
What do you say about this method? It is indeed effective, but it is a bit pricey, right?
"Our Kuizu is back, you know that, right?"
Of course Cai Gen knew this, so he decided not to interrupt and nodded to continue.
"Our Kuizu was a little injured, you know that, right?"
So what does it mean to be slightly injured?
Unless it has a strong vitality, it can be sent directly to the morning market for sale.
It's so tattered that you still have some injuries?
Is there a difference in everyone’s understanding?
Cai Gen really couldn't comment, so he could only continue to nod.
"Our family, Kuizu, needed spiritual energy to heal his injuries, so he went to the Dichi."
That's no problem. Cai Gen doesn't know much about the inevitable connection and operating mechanism between spiritual energy and healing, but it's normal to heal in an underground pool. Isn't that what everyone agreed on?
"Well, let's go, isn't it agreed?
As long as it is within the prescribed limit, pure spiritual energy can be absorbed, which is safe and reliable.
Why, my seniors won’t let you in?”
It was over, it was the critical moment, Mr. Huang San decided to paddle and try to get across.
"Let me in, this is no problem.
It's just that your seniors dried my Kui Zu Feng and refused to let it out.
We don’t know what’s going on.”
What I said is endless.
Attributing the cause of the incident to the unknown, only telling Cai Gen the unexpected result.
Anyway, I don’t know anything, so you can figure it out.
Cai Gen couldn't figure out this obscure key point.
Could it be that Kui Niu sucked too much and Maomao felt it was not good for him to lift the basin, so he took action to stop it?
Or was it because Kui Niu had the strength to lift a basin, so he was captured by Maomao?
"You really don't know the reason?"
Cai Gen thought it would be better to ask clearly first and then contact Maomao, so that at least he would have a clear idea.
After all, when it comes to daily necessities, we cannot consider them based on human feelings and worldly wisdom.
Mr. Huang was obviously avoiding Cai Gen's eyes, but he happened to meet them.
After a moment of panic, he continued his performance to the end.
“I really don’t know, maybe there is some misunderstanding in communication.
They are all seniors and experts, and every move they make has a profound meaning.
It’s not good for us to make random guesses.”
As for Kui Niu, Cai Gen has no worries.
Whether he is dead or alive, dried or fried, has nothing to do with him, right?
The only connection is that he acts like a monster and his wife acts like a bull, which is not a very good relationship either.
By the way, there is also the ingredient of his spitting, which is also a thought of Cai Gen.
Maomao is different, he is very important, it is his own insurance.
So there is something that must be dealt with.
Moreover, if it is not handled properly, the parents of Bai San will have to cut off the internet and power.
Cai Gen added Maomao to the group chat, three-party video, and talked about it in person.
Maomao responded quickly and entered the video window. She didn't take her ancestors' drying seriously at all.
Cai Gen clearly saw in the background of Maomao, next to the Arhat crossing the river, a cow hanging, and the cow's head was thoughtfully exposed. It was not Kui cow.
At the same time, Mr. Huang also saw his own Kuizu on his mobile phone, and his loveless eyes, which made him feel sad. How could he be fucked by someone?
"Kuizu, are you okay?"
Of course Kui Niu heard the junior's concern, but he had no interest in answering.
What do you say?
Say something is wrong with me, can you save me?
Say I'm fine, is it fun to just hang around?
Pretend not to hear, and barely maintain the facade of being there.
"Maomao, why did you hang up Senior Kui Niu?"
Maomao didn't talk to Mr. Huang San, but she had to talk to Cai Gen.
"He asked Maomao to move and wanted to occupy Maomao's house.
He also threatened Maomao, saying that he would kill Maomao on the count of one, two, and three.
What can Maomao do? The only option is to hang him up.
I don’t know if the posture is right or if it can be made into dried beef.”
Cai Gen glared at Mr. Huang San.
I know it must be you who are the monsters, otherwise Maomao would not be able to break the agreement and attack you.
"Maomao, I'm going to say a few words to you."
Although he could see Cai Gen's dissatisfaction, hearing these words seemed to be on his side, Mr. Huang San was secretly happy, it seemed that Kui Zu was saved.
"The key issue with air-dried beef is air-drying.
Relying on the flow of air to form wind, it takes away the moisture on the food.
Maomao, is there any wind there? Do you want to air-dry it?"
I was stunned, thinking that Cai Gen was going to teach Maomao a lesson about Kui Niu, but the result was to explore the conditions for the formation of air-dried beef.
In an underground enclosed space, where can there be wind?
Besides, is air drying the key point?
Isn't this too biased?
After Maomao heard Cai Gen's explanation, she immediately simulated an electric fan with black wire, started spinning it so fast, and blew it so hard that the wind was so strong that she couldn't even open her eyes.
"Master, is that what you mean? Can it be dried like this?"
Cai Gen just wanted to nod, but felt that the rhythm was wrong. Mr. Huang San was almost crying.
"Stop, stop, stop blowing.
Mr. Huang San, what do you mean by this?
Shouldn't there be an explanation?
Why are you not satisfied with what you have agreed upon?
But now that you have a backer, you have to turn your back on me, right?"
Huang Santian's face turned red, he was really being unreasonable and he couldn't talk trivially.
What does Kui Niu think about blindly admitting his mistakes?
Will you still be alive in the future?
But how can this matter be settled if Cai Gen is asked to come to terms with it and doesn't pay a price?
"Cai Gen, this is all a misunderstanding.
We, Kui Zu, just came back, and it’s all our fault that we didn’t explain things clearly.
Of course we have to abide by the agreement, but we were not smart enough and misled Kui Zu.
Forget it this time, we will continue to strictly abide by the agreement.
Continue to absorb spiritual energy within the limit and provide necessary services.
By the way, are you still used to drinking the Wanxian brew I gave you last time?
It’s almost Chinese New Year, so we’ve prepared another one.
Let Hu Xiaocao deliver it to you, do you think it’s okay, Cai Gen?”
The price of negligence is Wanxiang Brewing. If it doesn't work, cut off the internet and power. Why can't Cai Gen understand? The key point is not Maomao, but Kui Niu.