Zhang Xiaobao followed Liu Feng away.
Wang Juan took his younger siblings to the shop between Shuiyun, and changed his place to live today, not in Bihaiyinsha.
The Shuiyunjian Restaurant is at the other end of Yizhou City. I slowly strolled past. I could see a lot of scenery and pedestrians along the way. I would take a car when I was tired.
Until they left, the dealer in the gambling house did not dare to reveal their identities. This is not as scary as shaking the dice, rolling out any number of points at will, and being able to arrange the dice in a vertical line is really scary, but in any case it is a skillful aspect.
For special practice, most people can practice for a few years as long as they are not too stupid, but no one will bother with that.
But listening to dice is hard, it requires talent, otherwise you won't be able to hear it, and your head will be confused when you hear it.
The dealer shook his head and muttered to himself: "I really don't know how he practices. There are enough busy things, and there is still a leisurely game of dice. People can't compare with others."
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Xiaobei and others who followed their sister were not thinking about wandering, and they all recalled the situation of the previous gambling between brothers and others, and felt very enjoyable.
Beckham didn't know that listening to dice is more difficult than shaking dice, so the little hand made the motion of grasping the coloring cup and shaking, and asked her sister: "How can three dice be installed one by one, and then they will be picked up?"
"Just follow a tall house. A ladder was erected on one wall of the house. Three people went in. The first one went on the ladder first, the second one went in and went on to the ladder, and the third stood on the ladder. At the bottom, the three dice are pasted together one after the other, then you can."
Wang Juan explained with a smile, and she also understood that understanding this truth is not the same as shaking this effect.
"When I go back, I will also find a color cup to practice." Xiaobei looked eager to try, and felt that he was smart enough to master this technique quickly.
Wang Juan didn't stop. She believed that Xiaobei would lose interest when he practiced a few times, especially in the color cup.
With the dream of becoming the god of gamblers soon, Beckham walked ahead.
Just happy, an adult and a little girl who was about her age came across the street. The little girl also took a sugar man in her hand. Obviously, the sugar man and she did not buy them in the same place. , Unless the old man who sells sugar has changed places with a burden.
The sugar man on the opposite girl is also a little pig, very cartoonish, but a lot smaller than the one that Beckham bought.
After seeing it, Xiaobei smiled knowingly, which was very interesting.
However, before she finished laughing, the little girl on the opposite side naturally moved her hand to the side, and the little pig fell to the ground.
"Ya, don't want a pig." The little girl's tone was obviously not comparable to that of Beckham and the others, and it was too naive.
"Don't don't, piggy is not good, come to the front and dad buy you something more fun." The adult took the little girl away.
Beckham was stunned and looked at the carriage that did not rush over on the road. He ran to the opposite side and picked up the broken piglet on the ground. Only a little and a half remained stuck to the bamboo stick. He shook his head regretfully, "Maltose, my brother said. However, this piece of candy, if hungry, can make an adult live a day."
"Let's go, let's go, they bought it with money, and throw it away. Datang is not short of food now." Xiaoyuan came over and pulled Xiaobei to leave.
"Wait, pick it up, in case it's uncomfortable to stick to other people's feet. Xiaoyuan, how many people do you think bought the sweets from the Baby Candy House and then threw them away?"
Beckham squatted down and started picking up the pieces of the piglet, putting them one by one into the palm of his hand, and then grinning straightly.
Xiao Yuan thought for a while and gave up his plan to pick it up with Xiaobei, but stick it alone, there are not a few pieces anyway, and then wash it again, leaving his hands behind, maybe he can help with things.
So he stood by and answered Beckham’s question: "It shouldn’t be. Our candies are delicious, and the packaging is also beautiful. Even each candies has its own story. How much do you want to throw away? Determination?"
"That's good, Xiao Yuan, what about your light blue handkerchief. Last time I saw a flower on it that seems to be open, let me see it again." Xiaobei nodded and stood up to meet her sister. In the past, he spoke to Xiaoyuan casually.
Xiaoyuan also replied casually: "Yes, I saw it last time. I threw it away early, and I think if I compare it by money, my clothes are worth more than sugar."
"Oh..." Beckham looked very frustrated, and he was quickly seen through his performance like that. It seems that people living around him are not easy to deceive.
When he returned to the team, Wang Juan had already taken out a wet wipe to wipe his hands, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Xiao Bei feels distressed about a piece of candy, and feels that it can save his life at a critical moment, but it is not good for people to throw it away at will." Xiao Yuan helped explain.
"It's okay, we have a relief station in Datang. There are really people who can't eat. They can go to the relief station. They will not starve to death. The domestic food production is enough. Otherwise, your brother and I will not be able to start a war.
In fact, this is something that has existed in ancient times. Some people who have more resources have the right to squander it arbitrarily, and then some people starve to death at their feet.
There is no right or wrong, there is only choice, because if you help someone who is about to die of starvation, people may not thank you, and maybe they will rely on you in the future. At the same time, there are many reasons for being starved to death. Some are bad weather and no harvest, some are bad luck, the food is washed by flooding or burned by fire, but some are lazy, because the head is not flexible enough and too stupid. "
Wang Juan tried to explain in words that Xiaobei and the others could understand. She was not very strict about food, so everyone had to eat it when eating, because she wanted to eat everything except Africa at that time. It is not easy for people to starve to death.
Moreover, in Africa, it is not that the world's food is insufficient, but that others cannot provide them with food for free. Humanitarian assistance is only a small part.
But Africa was occupied by many people through other means. A lot of food was grown on the occupied land, and part of it was used for relief, and more was used elsewhere. Then people in Africa continued to starve to death, a very interesting thing. .
So Wang Juan, who is accustomed to human nature, no longer thinks about so many questions that he shouldn't think about.
However, Wang Juan knew that Zhang Xiaobao was serious about food. He used to be hungry when he was young. Even the rescue station at that time could be responsible for part of the rescue work. However, no one likes to go there, there are a lot of restrictions, and the food and lodging aspects are not good. , Otherwise everyone has gone, why bother in your own home.
This also caused Zhang Xiaobao to act extreme in some aspects.
When Xiaobei heard her sister’s words, she still felt a pity, and said sadly: “Is it right? Natural selection? As long as you are unlucky, and people with small skills, you will starve to death a lot every year. If you are lucky enough to survive, future generations will get better and better. It's really cruel."
Wang Juan couldn't help but smile, touched Xiaobei's head, and said: "No, after all, humans are different from other animals. If you continue to do that from ancient times to the present, you probably won't see the people of today, humans. The power lies in knowing compassion and sympathy.
Maybe it is a smart head that makes people have more pity and sympathy, maybe it is pity and compassion that make people smarter, so people can use tools and then unite to compete with other animals for resources.
It has become like this now, and then we all say that wolves are terrible, because they are united and know how to score jobs. But the real scary thing is people. People not only unite, understand division of labor, but also understand sacrifice. The wolves in the wolves pack are injured during the battle. If they can't keep up with the team, they will be abandoned. If people are injured in the battle, they will be raised. This is the same and the difference. "
Wang Juan was very tired of talking. She didn't want her siblings to be cold, and she didn't want them to be kind enough to be stupid, so she had to speak back and forth dialectically.
Xiaobei and the others listened carefully as they walked, and the guards consciously helped them leave enough space, otherwise the people from front to back to left and from the right approached.
After a while, Beckham nodded vigorously and said: "I know, if the wolf in the wolves dies, its children will be uncomfortable. They look very united, but they can't do it. The human adult is dead. Instead, his children will be taken care of. A nation that does not take care of children of its own race will eventually be annexed and destroyed, right?"
"That's right, Beckham is so smart." Wang Juan touched Beckham's head again.
"What the story says is that after the protagonist has become very powerful, in order to find a baby that can make him more powerful, he went to the grassland mentioned in the story, and it turned into a desert, and the previous people were gone.
It is said that it was wiped out by other civilizations, because the people in this grassland used the method of eating the weak and eating the strong. It was very powerful at first for a period of time, and then other civilizations technically came up. The prairie people's resignation is for themselves, that civilized person is for the group, and the prairie people's selfish character makes them worse off as they fight, and in the end there is nothing. "
Beckham has been listening to this story for a while, but he only remembers the plot of the story. Today, he finally understood the philosophy of the story.
Wang Juan nodded with satisfaction. She and Zhang Xiaobao struggled to compose stories for their younger brothers and sisters, and this was the purpose.
Those stories are full of escalation factors, in order to attract younger brothers and sisters to listen carefully, but what I really want to tell the younger brothers and sisters is an auxiliary small plot that inadvertently appears in the story, and even a certain paragraph does not seem to be. Description of the role.
Otherwise, it’s just upgrading and upgrading. It’s purely entertaining text. It’s superficial but it makes people like it, but it can’t be used to guide people, let alone for children. That kind of article is not even as good as a genre that appeared in Taiwan before, the mandarin duck butterfly. Pie, at least many serials have been using them as the program.
Of course, Wang Juan also knows that the stories that he and Xiaobao compose for younger brothers and sisters are age-constrained. It is very interesting to show to children under 13 years old.
If you show it to people between fourteen and twenty, it’s over. They will feel that you are imposing an idea and experience on them. Some of them even think that you are too wordy, let alone you write in the story. Many children think the story is naive.
But if you show it to older people, or even people who have children, they find it interesting and inspiring. If you change it to people over 30, they will smile knowingly, even if there is something wrong in the story. They can understand.
Wang Juan judged it based on the earlier maturity of people in this era. If she was replaced by Zhang Xiaobao's era, her age would need to be postponed, because many people got married and gave birth late, and matured later.
You say that you talk about politics, economy, humanity, and social philosophy to a schoolboy. Even if you put it in a story, he doesn’t want to listen. He wants you to be bullied first, and then you use more powerful ones. The way to bully and go back, so back and forth, as for other things are not important.
Therefore, the battle upgrade stream is different from the pastoral upgrade stream, and the audience is different.
Right now, Wang Juan began to consider whether to take some time to adjust the story with Xiaobao, adding a part of the landscape description and knowledge of geography and minerals, so that the younger brothers and sisters could learn more.
"Also, what's said in the story..." As soon as Beckham started to tell the story, he couldn't stop, and began to chatter about the story she heard and her understanding of the story to the other eight little guys.
Xiao Yuan and the others are very cooperative, not only listening, but occasionally helping to supplement and improve it, because there are their own characters in the story, and they want to describe themselves as better as possible.
Walking slowly all the way, when Wang Juan was about to let the little guys get in the car and hurry up, Zhang Xiaobao came back.
"Why, did you find it?" Wang Juan asked when he saw Zhang Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaobao waved his hand: "No, he is going to travel a long distance and is shopping in various shops, cans, ropes, hatchets, and clothes. This kid hides money. After winning him just now, he didn't take out all the money, in his shoes. There is a ten-consecut banknote. I feel sick when I think that I might come into contact with that kind of money. How many germs are on it. I finally know why my hand and athlete's foot can be infected with each other, and I still have a breath."
"Don't run back to disgust me, your tone is the same as athlete's foot? I put socks in your mouth at night. Then you come back?" Wang Juan beat Zhang Xiaobao.
"I'm back, I can see that he doesn't plan to leave today. He has to take a good rest and let people follow and stare at him. When he leaves, I will go over again, and be relieved."
While talking, Zhang Xiaobao looked at his younger brothers and sisters who looked up and asked, "Why don't you take a car? If you want to go between the clouds, you can go far, and you're on the far side."
"Sit down later, walk around, and see what people are doing. Just now there was a kid about my age who threw the candy away. It's a pity. Look at that, which restaurant is it? Yesterday's leftovers. The food, right? Someone will collect it now."
When Xiaobei saw a car pulling a big wooden barrel, a person got off the car, took a small wooden barrel from the back door alley of a restaurant, poured the contents into the big wooden barrel, and said in wonder.
Zhang Xiaobao was equally puzzled when he saw it. Generally speaking, the restaurant was filled the night before. If it was opened late, it would be closed early the next morning. It seems not good to go now. There are many people on the road. After seeing it, he will feel uncomfortable in his stomach. Have an impact on the operation of the hotel.
With the doubts in his mind, Zhang Xiaobao led a group of people towards him. Their actions obviously frightened the person who was throwing things, and stood there afraid to move.
Zhang Xiaobao came to the front, took a look, and said, "It's all steamed buns and rice, where are the leftovers?"
Beckham also stretched his arms to a guard and asked him to hug him and watch with the probe. Sure enough, as his brother said, the big wooden barrel was full of staple food, and there were very few noodles.
The person who was asked did not dare not answer, and replied: "The food was taken by others last night and fed to the pigs. After the pigs are eaten, they will be very fat. The greasy things will become slanderous, and I will not often feed or lay eggs in the future."
Zhang Xiaobao stared at the other party's eyes with his eyes, and when the other party finished speaking, he questioned: "Are you sure you didn't take the things you received home, and then reconcile them?"
"Dare not," the person said repeatedly, but his eyes flickered.
Zhang Xiaobao didn't say anything, and led his younger siblings to move on.
Wang Juan sighed: "There are more and more smart people now. They know that they can further reduce costs. In fact, it doesn’t matter if you think about it. The noodles are steamed or roasted, and the high temperature is sterilized, which not only re-uses resources, but also saves yeast."
Wang Juan’s words are obviously insincere, but living in a society, there is always one way or another of helplessness. If everyone can consciously do what they should do, it will become a communist that she can’t believe she can’t believe. … righteous.
Zhang Xiaobao was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, he is definitely not allowed to do this. Today he indulges him in making steamed buns, and tomorrow he may deal with the dishes he received.
For example, settling first, then cooking, filtering, re-precipitating, re-heating, re-filtering, and then put it in a bucket and sell it to the restaurant at a very low price. The restaurant’s kitchen chefs use it to stir-fry and make ordinary tofu. , If the previous processing technology is not perfect, you can actually taste the meaty tofu from even the tofu, lift a thumbs up, and sigh, this tofu...absolute. "
The Xiaobei next to him thought that the craftsmanship mentioned by his brother was amazing. He then thought hard and reminded: "Brother, can the rest of the oil be put into compressed biscuits? Compressed biscuits are A lot of things are put together, so there is no waste."
"Don't listen to your brother's nonsense, you will learn from one another." Wang Juan was very helpless. When he used to say that kebabs and diarrhea medicine can cure dysentery, Xiaobei helped to brush up cold medicine to treat typhoid fever.
"So, what do you think about the score?" Zhang Xiaobao smiled and hugged his sister: "If you indulge once, you will appear more times in the future. I hope that the people of Datang will save and cherish the food, but I don't want to use this. Ways to recycle and reuse.
Of course, if the oil is sold to other countries, I don’t care about it. It doesn’t work in China. After so many things are fermented, reacted, and heated, who knows what can appear in it, if it affects the genes, I’m afraid to listen. I'm afraid, isn't it Beckham? "
"Yes, I'm scared, I feel sick when I think about it. The leftovers of others are put into a big pot and boiled, and then eaten for me. It's so uncomfortable." Xiaobei covered her mouth, nauseously.
"The order goes on, let them pass a law in the court, and then advertise in the newspapers and on the bulletin boards of government offices in various places. Whoever dares to recycle things from restaurants and remake food for people to eat will be convicted and reported. People can get a lot of rewards."
It is impossible for Zhang Xiaobao to say something by himself, then arrest the person and convict him of a crime. After all, there is no such crime yet, and he needs to pass through the boring group of people in the court.
"Let's go, take the car back, and make ice cream for you at home." Zhang Xiaobao hugged his sister and got in the car first, and the others squeezed into the car.
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In the outskirts of the Ministry of Industry of the capital, Li Longji can finish the last set of shots before noon today, and then can edit and rip them, and send them to various places in Datang with the projector. How can each state capital have to send it to three places? Set the equipment, and then play back and forth in the counties under its jurisdiction.
If some villages are located too far away, a group of people will also be sent in, so that the people of Datang can see the positive image of their emperor's wise and mighty majesty.
"I can see that it is not easy to make a movie." During the interval between reselecting the scene, Li Longji sat under the big sun umbrella, grabbed a bottle of iced soda, opened the bottle cap, and gurgled. He poured two mouthfuls, and then gently pressed the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and said with a sigh.
He didn't dare to make big movements in his hands, so as not to wipe off the makeup on his face.
Gao Lishi was also not guarding on the construction site in the palace today. He believed that even if he was not there, no one would dare to be lazy, let alone cut corners.
Hearing what his Majesty said, he didn't say anything. He knew that his Majesty was a happy complaint. Isn't there one person who is tired from making movies? Everyone is tired, but only those who are filmed can be put on the screen in the future for many people to watch.
This is a great opportunity to be famous. I believe that if other scholars can join in in the future, they can break their heads for a quota.
Usually they are exhausted. They have participated in some poetry meetings, receptions, and posted posts to dignitaries. They flattered each other and occasionally criticized the next government. The purpose is not to be famous, and then the imperial examination of the imperial examination. , The admission of students.
Once successful, you will get more than just a name, but also an advantage.
Now you can post articles in newspapers and encourage others to buy them. If you make movies in the future, you can watch real people and become famous faster. What will happen then
Gao Lishi worries about the movie. He is worried that the emperor's movie will be released after the filming. Many ministers who have this idea in the family will use various methods on the court to get the opportunity to be filmed.
So there is one more benefit that can be competed for. It will be very lively during the dynasty, and Yushitai is probably no longer lonely.
"Lish, let me show you a few more shots." Li Longji saw that Gao Lishi standing next to him was distracted, thinking that the other party felt that he was being photographed less, so he soothed.
"Ah? Your majesty, thank you, the minister, no, the minister has enough shots. Before, there was a man who helped you pick the eggs, and he gave the minister a lot of shots, and there were a few sentences of dialogue, such as the sentence "Your Majesty, look , This smaller one is an egg, this larger one is a duck egg, this bigger... is a goose egg"."
Gao Lishi does not intend to continue to waste film, so it is necessary to give the emperor more opportunities to show his face.
Li Longji rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you pinch that period? I can't tell the eggs of chickens, ducks, and gooses. It will make the people laugh to death. Who wrote the script? I have to be punished."
"I have been punished and drew ten lashes, but he kept saying that he was wronged because of his different angles. He said that he was not shooting official history, but joking. There were not so many dialogues and shots in official history.
Although the minister beat him, he felt that this person was not bad, and prepared to let him write a distorted history that belittles the emperor of other countries based on the situation of other countries, in order to play a role in attacking others. "
Gao Lishi helped the person who was beaten after he came up with a bad idea and said that although the person hadn't written the script before, he did have two things. It is a pity to drive him out of the industry.
Li Longji nodded, and personally opened a bottle of soda and handed it to Gao Lishi, complimenting: "Qing knows people and uses it well, I'm very lucky in Tang Dynasty. Do you want to send someone over to Jiannan Road, find Xiaobao and them, and give it to them? Several sets of shots. Among the folks, there are actually more portraits of them than ours, and we never give them a chance to show their faces."
Gao Lishi heard it out. This is obviously jealous. The emperor also has portraits in the folk, but they don’t use much, and they are basically abstract. Unlike the little treasure cuckoo, someone specializes in stereotypes and paints them very similarly, and then prints them. When I came out, I was asked to go home with money, and put it in a different place to facilitate different ideas.
For example, if you put them outside the rice jar, it means that they can harvest the grain; put them on the stove to replace the stove prince; put them on the incense table, and you can throw away bodhisattvas or other Sanqing sculptures; stick them on the gate, Not to mention ghosts, a god can be lifted and kicked out; I was under the bed, thinking in my heart when performing the Zhou Gong ceremony at night... This is not good, let others know that I can be beaten to death.
Anyway, it is the kind that has many functions, almost every household has no shortage. If you can't buy it, you will draw an imaginary one yourself, which is more famous than your majesty.
After thinking about it for a while, Gao Lishi whispered: "The minister guessed that your majesty really sent someone to send the equipment over. They would let the soldiers take a picture and then publicize it. For example, the soldiers of my Datang have fought bravely. Falling down, fighting hard to retreat or something.
For example, a soldier has cuts in his clothes, his face is wounded, his arm is bandaged, and he is carrying a rifle on his back and walking forward with a thunder on his waist in order to avoid the enemy's violent arrow rain.
Waiting to be in front of the enemy, for example, at 20 meters, suddenly stood up, holding a rifle, while shouting long live the emperor, while firing one shot and another, he was shot like a hedgehog, let The comrade-in-arms dragged back to the position, clutching the heart of the arrow, and said a quarter of an hour to explain the funeral, and then thank your Majesty, breathe. "
Li Longji nodded when he first listened. He was stunned when he listened. He stared at Gao Lishi in surprise: "What kind of screenwriter and director are there? I don’t fight with a rifle in the distance. It’s most comfortable to run to someone’s bow and arrow. He stood up and opened fire within the range of the fire. He dared to stand up 20 meters in front of me. I shot through him with an arrow, and he was already 20 meters away. He didn't throw a grenade. Is that a baby?"
While saying that Li Longji shook his head, he obviously felt that it was wrong. It's okay to fool people who don't know, but people who know don't laugh to death? If you want to shoot it and broadcast it to the people, it will make the people feel that Datang's gun is not easy to use.
"This is what Xiaobao said before, saying that it can further reflect the iron and blood of the soldiers and express the tragedy of the war." Gao Lishi felt that he was wronged, and it was not what he thought.
"Xiaobao didn't do good things for a day, he was still iron and blood. Standing up within the range of the enemy's long-range strike weapons is mentally handicapped. When the people saw it, I guess the first thing I felt was not the tragic war, but who trained in the Tang Dynasty? It's time to kill."
Li Longji said confidently.
Gao Lix quickly agreed.
The two were chatting about interesting things about making movies. Li Longji took a few more sets. The entire shooting task was completed. Post-production is not necessarily the case. After all, I have not tried it before, and I need to follow Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to say it. Try out the method and wait until you are familiar with it.
After filming the last set, it was already noon, Li Longji was absolutely generous, treat to dinner and celebrate.
The place was chosen in the cafeteria of the Ministry of Engineering. Point to the pattern posted on the wall and let the crew choose it at will. Then he will pay the bill and charge it to Xiaobao's account. After all, the Ministry of Industry is considered to belong to the family of King Zhang, and the rule that the emperor cannot spend money cannot be broken.
The crew members were very grateful and greeted the chefs one by one, choosing all the dishes that were not on the wall. They belonged to the family of Zhang Wang and they were used to the dishes prepared by the chefs arranged by their own home.
There was a special expression on Li Longji's face. If Zhang Xiaobao would give a three-character evaluation of "bad taste" when he saw it, it seemed that it would be a great honor to spend other people's money to treat guests in his own name.
In the absence of Zhang Xiaobao, Li Longji felt old and comfortable after calculating for him.
The Gao Lishi who accompanied him was very helpless. His Majesty is always good at anything, but when encountering Xiaobao’s affairs, he will always be in a special state. The blood pressure will increase significantly, but the food intake will also increase. Magic.
The people in the drama group took the food and ate quickly. They were really hungry. In the morning, they only drank a bowl of porridge and started work in a hurry. Moving props back and forth is even more exhausting. After lunch, they can have a good rest.
With a triumphant smile on Li Longji's face, people took their own dinner plates, and deliberately let people pour a glass of wine, sit down, and start eating.
At this moment, a person from the telegraph department came in outside, and when he appeared at the door, he shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Zhang Xiaobao is calling."
"Quickly, take it over and show me, wouldn't it be Xiaobao who knew in advance that I was in the cafeteria to treat guests to dinner? Haha." Li Longji swallowed a piece of sweet and sour pot of meat, and took the telegram very excitedly, laughing. Look at it.
Gao Lishi also brought a dinner plate and sat down opposite Li Longji, waiting for his majesty to look at it so that he could take it and see.
Li Longji watched, frowning, then watched the Adam’s apple start to move up and down, then glanced down, closed his mouth and let out a muffled hum, then held back, and shot the telegram aside. He picked up the wine glass and poured the half-bottomed wine in.
"Your Majesty..." Gao Lishi asked with concern when he realized that the emperor's condition seemed not so good.
Li Longji waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. I guess Xiaobao has figured it out. I will ask his film crew to eat his food in his cafeteria but it costs his family money, so he sent me a copy. The swill processing method can continue to become delicious on the table after reprocessing.
For example, the stewed cabbage in front of me. If the chef cooks it well, I can not only taste the crispness and tenderness of the cabbage, but also taste the meaty taste in the vegetable stir-fried vegetable. You say it is not amazing ? "
Gao Lishi heard it and felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. Fortunately, he hadn't eaten it yet. I was very thankful, but his Majesty had eaten it. He had no choice but to propose: "Your Majesty, it is better to go on a diet at noon today."
"No, I didn't make preparations just now. I am not afraid now. Xiaobao means legislation to prevent others from eating and getting sick. I will discuss it tomorrow morning. Eat, Xiaobao opposes others to reprocess the swill, and even more oppose others to order it. A bunch of vegetables, throw them away if you don't eat them, especially those like me that don't cost money to eat."
Li Longji, who had calmed down his stomach and mood, started to eat again. It was delicious, indicating that he has a relatively strong control ability and is confident that others would not dare to give him swill. This method is probably not studied yet.
Collis hurriedly poured Li Longji's empty glass into the wine, and poured a glass himself, drank it and pressed it down, otherwise it would be disgusting.
…
Once disgusted, Li Longji's Zhang Xiaobao was not easy to cook for lunch.
Since Xiaobei and the others discovered that swill still has a great effect, they don't want to eat at noon, and they plan to get some small foods to deal with, such as nuts.
Zhang Xiaobao pondered for a while, and chose a meal that is not easy to use swill, that is, grilling, roasting a whole lamb, without oiling, just grilling, at most sprinkle with chili noodles, cumin, salty salt , Just eat with juice.
Xiaobei thinks about it and thinks it's okay, but he has to watch his brother kill the sheep with his own eyes, so as not to know where the dead sheep was obtained, and he has to take medicine for diarrhea when he eats it, which is troublesome.
"Look at what you scared them. They're uneasy after eating." Wang Juan expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhang Xiaobao, who had just put the sheep on the grill.
"What you're afraid of, just get used to it. Of course you didn't eat it at that time, and others didn't eat less." Zhang Xiaobao began to cut the sheep with a knife.
"It's scary, it's impossible." Wang Juan shook his head.
"Let’s pull it down, how much oil does the family produce in a year? How much oil is used in a year? Then a large part of the extra oil consumption, where did it change? Anyway, there is no evidence of how I say it, if I could take you before Go into the back kitchen of the hotel and take a look at how many packages of finished cooking oil are inside. You will see large plastic buckets with black grease on the outside.
I mean, anyway, you didn’t know how to eat before, and I didn’t eat it later, that is to say, if you can still suppress the signs now, don’t let them show up again, in case a chain of interest is formed again and you want to clean up. It's hard. "
Zhang Xiaobao began to slowly shake the grill, and the sheep squeaked when the fat was being burned.
"Do your job, Beckham and the others will come over for a while, and you won't be allowed to say disgusting things anymore." Wang Juan began to arrange his knives and forks.
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The next morning, before Zhang Xiaobao had time to eat, the people who followed Liu Feng sent back a telegram, telling Zhang Xiaobao that Liu Feng had just rode out on a horse, and that he had rented it, and he still had money to hide it.
"You followed Xiaobei and the others for dinner. I'll go and see the behavior of hiding money from all over Liu Feng. I think he is scared of being poor. For money, he seems to be able to do everything."
Zhang Xiaobao greeted Wang Juan and stopped eating. He packed a few buns in paper pockets and carried them on the road in his arms. He also needed to find a horse to catch up with Liu Feng.
Riding a horse to trot out of the city gate, took out the binoculars, Zhang Xiaobao looked at the position of the water cloud in the sky, and determined Liu Feng's location. The water cloud was white and flying high, invisible to ordinary people, but Hong Luan did not send it out. .
"Out of the city, where can this road lead?" Zhang Xiaobao urged his horse, got up quickly, and murmured while chasing, so as to make a general judgment.