Ex 27

What kind of experience is it to eat with big people?

This can't help but remind people of Buffett's dinner auction, after which they have to hype wildly to try to earn back this expensive expense.

Boss Zhou has been telling himself,

I'm facing the old way,

It's the wretched old man who likes to touch his crotch to comfort his big sister,

But psychological cues are not always effective,

The person in front of him is quite different from the old man. Especially the temperament similar to the noble in the sky emanating from the other person, it is really difficult for the person sitting opposite him to continue to remain calm.

"But it still depends on luck. There is a sword hanging above my head. It's really boring and tight these days."

The last generation sighed,

A plate of steamed buns and other side dishes were taken out from under the table.

It's not like eating rougamo or roast duck. It's quite a combination of the two.

"The whole one?"

The last generation took out a bun and handed it to Zhou Ze.

"It is reasonable to say that our predecessors planted trees and our descendants enjoyed the cool;

We can't help it, and we don't expect our predecessors to plant trees. We don't have the life of being shaded;

But I can't stand my predecessors digging a pit. This pit is big enough for thieves to dig, and thieves pay attention to it;

If you can't jump, everything will be invalid and go into the pit;

It's not so simple to jump over, tut tut.

It's strange. We were born too late, he was born too early, and this pit was dug early. There's really nothing we can do with it. "

The last generation talked a lot like old friends when they met and talked roast.

"According to me, contemporary people want contemporary things, and contemporary people are contemporary demons. You turn into ashes early and die long ago. Why should you draw rules for future generations to live?

Do you really think of yourself as a saint, with thousands of miles of Bright Candles and insight into the future?

Ah,

Estimated,

It's itching,

Contemporary invincible is not satisfied, and he still wants to draw a road and compare with later people, for fear that we don't know that he is like a cow and fork. "

The last generation put meat in the bun,

He opened his mouth and took a big bite,

Some hair was bitten into the lip,

He also pushed it away with his hand,

While venting their dissatisfaction, they chewed,

The sound is still loud.

Maybe this skin bag and temperament are really too good, so this eating appearance actually doesn't make people feel ugly at all, but feels free and easy.

After all,

This is really a face watching world,

Even if you are the emperor,

Appearance is also an important part that cannot be or is missing.

Pick up the wine bowl,

The last generation took a sip of wine, smashed it, smashed its mouth, and continued:

"But it's done, and there's nothing we can do. We can only cross the sea with eight immortals first and jump over the pit first.

In fact, in my early years, I really didn't think of any way.

So,

It's really boring to be the master of this mansion.

I am such an excellent person,

Why can I only live for twothousand years?

Lao Tzu can live for 3000 years, 4000 years, 5000 years, and can turn this contemporary into another ancient!

So, at that time, it was boring and tight. At the thought of my sudden death in the future, I had no taste for doing anything.

Simply indulge in playing, and cherish the scenery.

Who knows... "

The last generation took another big bite of rougamo and continued to talk while biting. Who knew that there was food residue flying out, the last generation immediately covered his mouth and nodded his head in embarrassment to apologize,

Then concentrate on eating this mouth of food,

He took another gulp of wine,

Then he continued:

"Who knows, I met the Bodhisattva later. Hey, I laughed at that time.

You know, those bald guys

Oh no, Amitabha, sin sin;

Everyone helps us block the knife. We have to call an eminent monk.

Those Buddhas couldn't have been stabbed. They are so young that it's not their turn to be stabbed.

I'm unlucky.

This good day didn't last long,

Those fathers and ancestors of the previous generation have finished enjoying, being loved, being chic and comfortable,

OK,

It's my turn to pay the smallest bill.

It doesn't make sense, do you?

I am such an excellent person,

I really hate it,

I hate why I was born in this laoshizi's mansion,

Even if I don't do this Fu Jun,

Not to be the heir,

With Lao Tzu's talent,

Just give me time,

On that Mount Tai,

After all, I have to take the seat.

At that time, I love to continue to call it Mount Tai, Mount Hua, Mount Emei, Mount Wudang, and back mountain!

Where is it necessary to be so oppressed,

It has to be directly added with so many years of life,

I really thank my ancestors for eight generations! "

The last generation put the wine bowl on the table,

Pointed to the mouth of the bowl,

Like a general on the battlefield,

Avenue:

"Pour the wine!"

The little ape immediately lifted the wine jar again and poured the wine carefully.

The last generation reached out and touched the head of the little monkey,

The little monkey smiled shyly,

There are small stars in both small eyes.

Zhou Ze made up the little monkey's brain into the image of the "housekeeper", and he also found it interesting.

"But I can't help it. Who makes me unlucky? I have to be the prince when I am born?

Alas,

Fortunately,

That Bodhisattva is really a timely help in time for rain.

Who goes to hell if he doesn't?

He is smart, smart enough, but can't help it. Sometimes, smart people can't do anything. Let's just say that we are the people who have been stared at by a sword. Can this sense of urgency be the same?

People have been foolishly dreaming of becoming immortals,

We all hate this immortal board. "

The last generation took up the wine bowl,

Took a big drink,

It seems that I have been lonely for too long,

It's not easy to find someone to talk to, so it's fun to talk to yourself:

"This is what we have to do;

Whether we can get through this trouble depends on our luck. We plan things by ourselves and accomplish things by heaven.

When he comes, we hide;

He can find, we can hide, and see whose luck is better.

Karma, karma,

If I really have no fate with him,

It's no use turning him into an old man.

I'm sorry, but I almost got you involved. Brother, I'd better call you brother. Although by seniority, I should call you uncle;

But it's estimated that you don't like to hear the name 'uncle';

Brother, I grew up listening to your story. Now, in a word, I'm also your fan, brother fan, right, brother fan.

But brother, you were so careless,

If you hadn't stopped it,

Since the day of hell is going to change, it will change earlier,

If this changes,

Why should we be so miserable now?

Anyway, sooner or later, it's a knife. It's better to get it sooner rather than later.

Brother, you will not fall;

well,

Maybe my ancestors will be able to fight with you when they come out.

Oh, that's right,

If the old man is slapped to death by your brother,

It seems that I'm gone? "

The last generation squinted and shook his head,

"It's too complicated to clarify."

"Hey, hey, this Bodhisattva is not what I'm most worried about. Although I always think I'm a smart man, there are many people who are not too stupid.

I really want to be stabbed one by one,

That Xuanyuan sword, cut before us, at least see the blood seven or eight times?

We're all mixed up like this. We can't go to the first row on the execution ground, can we?

Those bastards are not all like that Wangcai. If we can do that step, we won't leave even if it is put in front of us.

I'm not myself anymore, so I'm still alive?

However, those people are not stupid, but they are not particularly smart, so they may be forced to jump over the wall in the end;

So, be careful.

Life was light, but it was always safe.

Leisure comes and goes, easy return, a piece of meat and a piece of bread are enough;

Can wait for that day in a down-to-earth manner,

When the knife came down,

Let's watch carefully,

Can we avoid this knife! "

After the last generation finished,

Also subconsciously put his left hand on his crotch,

Pinch it,

Then pretending to be calm, he put his finger in front of his nose and sniffed.

ok

I found a familiar feeling.

however,

It's not too damaging.

After all, the goddess also needs to shit, and the man also needs to hold his hand when hissing;

Ninety nine percent of the boys pretended to have done similar actions inadvertently in public places,

After all, sometimes the muzzle of a gun jams is really uncomfortable.

"Brother, you eat and take a bite. Don't worry. Before cooking, I cleaned my hands. Moreover, I don't see any clean or unclean statements about our emptiness and emptiness."

The last generation reached out and pointed to the meat and steamed bun placed in front of Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou subconsciously swallowed his saliva,

This meat,

It's really fragrant;

Plus,

This is what Fu Jun cooked himself,

Even if this is a dream, at least the taste can't be fake.

Zhou Ze picked up chopsticks,

When preparing to go down,

Suddenly,

The strength in his body that had not been moved before began to recover,

While one of them is not paying attention,

He directly controlled his body.

"Fuck!"

This accident caught Zhou Ze off guard.

When I listened to other people's nonsense before, you didn't want to listen, so you couldn't hide and let me suffer from each other's chatter.

When you really want to eat,

Did you come out to rob your body?

"Tie Hanhan, don't go too far!"

Zhou Ze shouted in his heart.

If it's an ordinary dish, it's a concession.

But God knows when the next time I can have such a dream,

And what if someone changes to playing the piano or flute instead of cooking?

However,

Yinggou directly ignored Zhou Ze's resistance,

After controlling the body,

Start with the wine bowl,

Took a sip.

"Good... Wine............."

The last generation "haha" smiled and rolled up their sleeves, revealing a fresh scar inside, with residual blood stains on it.

"I know you're picky."

"Good... Meat............."

The last generation pulled open his chest, and there was another bloody scar on his left chest.

Yinggou's hand is on the bun.

"Good..... Steamed bun......"

The last generation laughed but did not speak.

Under the pavilion,

The mountains are towering,

The hillside of Mount Tai,

A few pieces are missing,

Like a bun.