When it comes to opening a gourmet restaurant, who is happiest?
It is not a good man who makes a lot of money, nor a barren man who has a full belly, nor a native of the East, people from various countries, or tribesmen, but rice grains, round and round, with a small fragrant fragrance and a four-armed Nezha.
These guys had nothing to do every day. They almost always ate when they were full, played, slept when tired, and ate again when they woke up.
After some time, Gongliang discovered that Migu had grown taller.
Although it only grew two or three centimeters, it was still incredible.
The roundness is even worse. It seems that because of eating and sleeping all day, eating and sleeping, and over-replenishing, the height has increased dramatically. Now he is taller than Gongliang, and his body is even more fat, which is simply miserable.
That's why Gongliang would force it to practice every night, and if it didn't want to, Mi Gu would spit on it.
In the morning, he took Mi Gu, Yuan Gun and Xiao Xiang Xiang to run around the wall of the branch temple to exercise and help Yuan Gun lose weight.
If he didn't help him lose weight, he didn't know how fat he would become if he continued like this.
With his help, my chubby body lost weight and became stronger.
However, it doesn't appreciate the good intentions at all. It spends the whole day either practicing or running. Not only is it tired, but it also loses the fat it finally accumulated. How can it not be angry?
For this reason, it even had conflicts with Gongliang for several days.
Of course, after going back to the trouble, there is no shortage of food.
Xiao Xiangxiang is relatively small and doesn’t eat much.
But because the food was so good this time, and many of the things he ate contained surging spiritual energy, he had grown quite a bit in height, and even spitting fire could continue to grow for a while.
There is also a four-armed Nezha Li'er.
Ever since this little guy came here with his parents, it seemed like he had been let out of his cage, running here every day to eat and drink.
Therefore, his height has also skyrocketed this time. He used to be as tall as Migu, but now he is a little taller than her, and his body is stronger.
At this time, Mi Guzheng flew in front of the big steamer in front of the store with his hands on his hips, eyes wide open, staring at everyone who came to get the big buns, lest anyone eat their buns and run away.
Last time, there was a person from I don’t know which small country he was from. I don’t know if he forgot or on purpose. He ate steamed buns and left without paying.
It's a pity that the little guy discovered it.
Now the man was miserable. Not only was he spitted out by the little guy and fell to the ground, twitching incessantly, but Gongliang also kept him outside the shop for three days and three nights before letting him go.
I don’t know what kind of inhuman torture that person went through. After returning, whenever he saw the deserted man or heard about the deserted man, he would immediately faint.
The Chinese had no choice but to send him back.
From then on, there was no such thing as failure to pay for food in Gongliang's store.
"You are tired too, go and rest!"
Seeing that the demon bone, spirit, bamboo shoots and mushroom soup was almost ready, Gong Liang said to Yan Jingshu, who was sweating profusely from work.
"No, I'm not tired."
Yan Jingshu touched the sweat on her forehead and said. But in the end, Gong Liang drove her back to the store to sit down.
Originally, Yuan Gungun was doing the job of adding firewood to the fire, but to light the fire here, Gongliang took it out directly from the space to burn it, and there was no need for it to be here. Yuan Gungun was also happy and relaxed, sitting in the fruit shop next to him and sleeping on his stomach.
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Yan Jingshu couldn't stay idle in the store, so she came over to help.
Gongliang could handle this by himself and there was no need for her at all, so he refused.
But Yan Jingshu had to help organize the firewood no matter what he said. What Gongliang could say was up to her.
The small shop next door that sells fruits, Wanguo wine and other sundries has now been completely taken care of by Gongliang, the three sisters of the Yan family.
At the beginning, all the people who came to the store to buy things were Huang people, and the three sisters did not understand Huang language. When they heard people talking, they were like ducks listening to thunder, but they could not understand or speak. There was no other way, so Gongliang could only write this
On the sign, the prices of the items in the store were written out in Huang characters one by one. The Huang people only had to pay according to the prices above, and with the supervision of Yuan Gungun and Gongliang on the side, there was nothing wrong in the store.
However, the three sisters are also diligent, knowing that Gongliang is a desolate man, and the words he talks to desolate people are all nonsense. How can slaves like them not do this?
Therefore, Yan Jingshu specially took her sisters and Gongliang to learn Huangyu together.
It's been a few months now, and although I can't say I'm proficient, I can at least communicate without any problems.
For this reason, Gongliang had to admire the intelligence of the three of them. It took them several months to learn to speak a language, and probably no one else could.
After the demon bone, spirit bamboo shoots and mushroom soup was cooked, the Dongtu people who were standing outside walked into the shop and started eating steamed buns with the soup.
Migu still flew behind the big steamer with his arms akimbo and wings fluttering proudly, eyeing everyone who came to get the buns, remembering them one by one, lest these people eat without paying again.
The Eastern natives and the Huangren looked at the little guys as if they were staring at thieves. They didn't care at all. Instead, they found them very cute.
Some will also ask: "Mi Gu, do you want to eat steamed buns?"
Migu is very arrogant. He won't eat anything given by anyone except daddy. What's more, he doesn't pay attention to these people.
Since more Dongtu people come to the branch temple to buy things, the little guy has also gained a lot of fans. Everyone is starry-eyed when they see her cute and cute appearance, especially the group of women, if not
Worried about being sprayed with poisonous saliva by the little guy, they all wanted to hold her in their arms and knead her hard.
"Stay here."
Gong Liang was ladling soup, Mi Gu was helping Daddy look at the buns, Yuan Gungun was sleeping on his stomach, and the three sisters from the Yan family were looking at the stall.
Suddenly I heard the sound of shouting coming from the temple, and I couldn't help but look up.
People drinking soup and eating steamed buns in the store also looked up, and some even looked like they were gloating about their misfortune; people shopping also looked up, looking at their cheerful faces, as if they were waiting to watch a good show.
A sword shadow flew quickly from a distance. I don't know if I didn't hear the shouts of the elders in the temple, or if I didn't pay attention at all, I just flew towards the sword with my sword.
Just when he was about to reach the city wall, the Thunderbolt Black Horn planted on the wall waved its branches and moved, and the Thunderbolt Black Horns hanging on the tree immediately flew towards the man.
The thunderbolt black horn flew in front of him and exploded immediately.
“Bang bang bang bang”
In an instant, sharp black horns were ejected from the exploding thunderbolt black horns, and they quickly stabbed the person holding the sword.
The man saw something bad and quickly raised the shield to protect himself. But he obviously underestimated the power of the thunderbolt black horns, and the sharp black horns quickly penetrated the shield and fell on him.
The man was frightened half to death. He quickly raised his long sleeves to cover his face, and then went down with his sword.
He didn’t know what his clothes were made of, but they were able to block the Xuanjiao’s attack. However, although the clothes blocked the Xuanjiao’s attack, they could not avoid the power of the Xuanjiao’s rapid shooting. Each Xuanjiao struck him like a
It felt like a sharp sword was stabbing his body again and again, and the pain was excruciating.
After finally landing on the ground, the man looked up at the tall city wall and the tiny Thunderbolt Black Horn. He kicked the wall in anger and cursed, "Go to hell! I won't go, and I won't even have money."
Let you damn barbarians earn it."
The city wall was covered with thorns that looked like thorns. When the man kicked them down, the seeds of the thorns broke open instantly, shooting out a series of sharp black thorns that were slightly blue.
The man never expected that this would happen, so he turned around and ran away in fright.
It's a pity that human legs can't fly as fast as human thorns. Almost instantly, sharp thorns hit the body. Some were blocked by clothes, while others penetrated through the weak point where the black horn thorns just hit, and landed on the man.
The man screamed in pain and ran away in panic.
As he ran, he shouted: "Just wait, I will come back."
The elder who was standing on the wall watching the situation shook his head, turned and left.