A largest stainless steel tray was taken out from the cabinet and handed it to Babachus.
Aunt Zhang rolled up her sleeves and started to fill the skewers on it.
Ten, twenty, fifty...
In order to satisfy Xu Fei and others' huge mouths in the abyss, this time, two charcoal furnaces and one iron plate pot were specially opened for three-thread operation, and more than 200 skewers were roasted.
The old man was wearing a banner in the inner room. He was a little busy by himself, but fortunately, he took the initiative to help relieve a lot of pressure.
As a reward, Aunt Li was so happy that she gave her fifteen more strings of meat tendons to show her gratitude.
"The strong girl is going to take it more carefully. Don't slant. You'll eat it after a while."
Seeing that the other party's arm was a little crooked, Aunt Zhang reminded him.
Babachus nodded solemnly, his muscles bulged all over his body, and he began to steadily strengthen his body with all his strength.
Although it feels bad to be ordered by the maggots, the other party’s proposal is not wrong.
This is related to the quality of blood food. Of course, grilled skewers that are contaminated with dust can also be eaten, but the taste will decrease by two levels.
The busy work continued, and the meat skewers left the warm charcoal fire and were thrown into the tray.
When it was packed with a hundred strings, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Babachus' forehead, and his breath gradually became heavier.
One hundred and twenty strings...Babachus's thick arms bulged and he tried hard to persevere.
One hundred and fifty strings...Babajos' legs were weak, his arms were trembling, and his teeth were creaking.
Finally, all the two hundred strings were placed on the tray. Babachus' brain was insufficient for oxygen supply. He staggered in a trance and was about to fall to the ground.
There is no way, he now only has the peak power of a human cub about twelve years old.
Large stainless steel pallet weighs about half a pound.
If the 200-yuan kebab is just about six pounds, it is also mixed with grilled squid and chicken wings, which are relatively heavy, so the overall amount is about eight and a half pounds.
With such a weight, Babachus' current physical fitness has been lifted for two minutes and is approaching its limit.
Just as the tray was shaking, the two hundred skewers were in crisis.
A slender and fair little hand suddenly held the edge of the tray firmly and fixed it firmly in the air with one hand.
thump.
Babachus sat on the ground and cut off two stamps.
One of them passed by, and his fart groove was scratched a little.
The pain under the butt was not taken seriously, and something more important at this moment attracted his attention.
Babachus widened his eyes and his thick lips squirmed, and a name that made him frightened.
"Leyon! Lilia!"
In his heyday, he was not afraid of Rain Babajus, but now it is different.
After his ability was sealed heavily, he was extremely weak.
He dares to be arrogant and rude to others because even if he is weak now, even if he is like Fu Zhexing and Ouyang Ritian cannot kill him.
As the strongest man, the energy density contained in physical energy is not a decoration.
To put it bluntly, Babajus is now a super sandbag with attack power and defense power of 10,000, Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.
But Leyn Lilia is different!
The beloved disciple of the Red Dragon King Yiluka, the Sword Saint Princess of Sigould, and the successor of the God-made weapons, are fully capable of killing him.
Contrary to Babachus's fearful attitude, Leyn nodded slightly to him.
After all, I am Xu Fei’s friend, and basic etiquette is still needed.
It's just that this strong woman doesn't seem to be human.
Without using consciousness, it is difficult to judge the other party’s race based on the breath of lace alone.
"Are these... Xu Fei's?"
Pointing to the tray in his hand, Lei Yin looked at Aunt Zhang and asked.
Aunt Zhang was still a little stunned at this time. When she saw Babachus falling, she was shocked and sweated.
It is good for the guests to come to the kitchen to help. If these meat skewers really fall to the ground, they will be embarrassed to ask the guests to compensate.
Later, I was surprised by Lei Yin's appearance. This little girl is so beautiful, much better than the ones on the dining table!
But, purple-black hair?
I remember when I was dancing square dance recently, Sister Li once called out to Xiao Fei’s foreign girlfriend that had beautiful purple hair.
Could it be... this girl knew that Xiaofei and other girls were here to catch the scene!?
His eyes glanced up and down, and hesitated while looking at Aunt Lei Yinzhang, "Yes, yes... these are all from Xiaodong's table."
"Yeah, thank you..."
Lei Yin nodded to show that she knew, then raised the tray with one hand and turned around and walked out of the door.
"This girl is so strong." Aunt Zhang muttered in a low voice.
Lei Yin's steps outside the door paused a little, and a hint of flush appeared on her cheeks, and she immediately changed to holding the tray with both hands.
"Oh, it's broken!"
Aunt Zhang stomped her feet and quickly shouted to Mr. Li who was wearing a sign in the inner room: "Old man! Do you have a friend on your phone?"
"What, Xiao Fei's friend? I'm so fucking that guy! Young people don't usually play shuttlecock with me."
"Then the game is over, this kid is asking for more blessings." Aunt Zhang curled her lips helplessly.
I originally wanted to take this time to remind Xu Fei and ask him to think of an excuse, but unfortunately the old couple didn’t have his WeChat account.
...
"Master Fu, let me think about it." Xu Fei frowned.
While Babajus was away, Fu Zhexing told the brief process of smuggling into another world.
As he said, today the people on the dining table are indispensable and each has its own function.
But there was one link that involved Xu Fei's friends, which made his mood fall into the bottom again.
"There is still plenty of time, so don't worry. If you don't want to, I have a backup plan to replace it."
"But, Xu Fei, you have to think clearly that the reason why I first launched the solutions related to Zhu Pengcheng is actually selling your favors."
"The life of your friend is irrelevant to me." Fu Zhexing said Youyou.
This time he did not lie, it was entirely for Xu Fei's sake.
From Cang's confession, Heifan sent him to perform the assassination mission, and the first person he came into contact with was Xu Fei's childhood friend, Azhu.
Now Cang has been exposed. For the sake of organizational safety, Heifan will definitely cut off this line completely and remove all hidden dangers.
Therefore, Fu Zhexing's legs were short, and Azhu would probably die in an accident.
"Is it possible for him to lie?" Xu Fei pointed at Cang.
"No, I've tested it with the talisman. If Cang was an extraordinary person, he might be able to confuse the public through strange means, but he is just an ordinary person." Fu Zhexing shook his head decisively.
"I see."
Xu Fei sighed, and a feeling of guilt surged into his heart. After all, this is because of himself that it implicated his friends.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhu's family is prosperous, with eight grandchildren, five men and three women.
Among them, Uncle Zhu has two older sons, who are now married.
After a brief thought, Xu Fei had already reached a conclusion in his heart.
"Master Fu, follow the plan and induce Fusang Enterprise to contact Uncle Zhu's contract team."
After Xu Fei finished speaking, he took a sip of the stuffy wine.
I just drank half of the alcohol.
puff!
Xu Fei spitted clouds and clouds on his mouth, and the fine beer beads turned into a long rainbow and sprayed directly towards Fu Zhexing's face.
Fu Zhexing narrowed his eyes, sat forward with his heel, hooked his right foot on the table legs, leaned back one hundred and eighty degrees, and let the chair's legs hover in the air.
This series of instant reactions allowed Fu Zhexing to perfectly avoid the beer shot shot surface in Xu Fei's mouth.
Unfortunately, he ignored the gravity and the strength of the orbicularis muscle of Xu Feikou.
Crazy.
The beer flew halfway and began to pour downwards, sprinkling his face.
"Huh? Sister Leiyin, why are you here?"
Fu Zhexing held a tilt position and wiped his face, and suddenly understood the reason why Xu Fei squirted wine.
From his current perspective, he happened to see the princess of another world walking gently with a tray, and Babajus following him with a slight silence.
But our little princess's face seems not very good.