Chapter 857： Poisonous

Zheng Ou dealt with the super-large "Grant Sword Oyster" and it was called a neat and tidy one. Even if it was replaced by Lin Chou, he did not necessarily have Zheng Ou's speed-just watch him hold a small knife in his hand and stab the oyster's tail. After turning, prying open the oyster shell to take out the oyster meat, the shadow of the hand has been shaken.

No matter any strange-shaped oysters, or five-claw shellfish or luminous shellfish, they all stabbed, absolutely no second hits.

Judging from the speed at which visual remnants appear, this oyster shell, which has been pried with hands before, can go around the earth three times together, right?

Do evil.

Lin Chou was dumbfounded, expressing his shame.

Sure enough, on the way to God of Cooking, he still has many skill points.

The warlock watched Zheng Ou's movements for a long time, until he saw Zheng Ou uncomfortably, and then said in a very sad and sad tone.

"It feels like deja vu... You were poor before, right?"

Zheng Ou, "???"

The warlock sighed.

"Actually, I also have a good skill in prying oyster shells. I remember that it was the fifteenth or one thousand and fifty times that I blew up the house, and suffered some injuries. When I Apparated to avoid the explosion, I ended up on an island. I couldn’t use my mental energy to go back because of the injury. I had to fill my stomach with oysters and crabs in the sea for four months. Later, I even ate the seaweed around that island... "

Lin Chou: ?╭╮?

Zheng Ou: ?╭╮?

Yunbei-the ecological chain of that island.

Lin Chou knew just how big the appetite of the warlock was. He seriously doubted that the belly of this stuff was usually the same infinitely large independent space as the place used to hold things.

With the effort of the three people talking, the "perfect beast form" dragged an oyster mountain to the boat and continued diving.

Zheng Ou pried half a mountain of oysters,

"Well, half of the pryed oysters are baked and half is freshly fried, and the rest are cooked while eating?"

There are too many ways to eat oysters, simple and delicious: garlic roasted oysters, steamed oysters, fresh oysters...

The big pot was set up, and the oven was set up.

Piles of oysters are directly put on the pot, steamed, and grilled. Several stoves are fired together. With the addition of various large and small charcoal stoves, the entire ship’s people can eat together.

The sea hunting boat soon became lively.

Catch something fresh, after all, this kind of scene where the world is full of oysters is not so common even if they wander at sea all year round.

Zheng Ou is satisfied,

"I wanted to do this a long time ago..."

In front of Zheng Ou is a square charcoal grill. The barbed wire is four to five meters wide. This type of oversized oyster can also be grilled at the same time.

The bright red charcoal fire bulges the oyster shells one by one, which is convenient and saves even prying the shells.

The fresh fragrance permeates with the heat, the juice in the oyster shell shows a faint milky white color, and the bubbles when it boils are all spicy and charming in Zheng Ou's opinion.

Zheng Ou yelled like a small vendor hawking along the street,

"Here is here, the first wave of original flavor is better, and the half-cooked taste is the most beautiful. If you want to eat it, quickly reach out ~ the next wave will be roasted garlic~ Lao Meng, your onion, **** and garlic juice is pounded. No, hurry up here. Dip the fresh oysters!"

Meng Xiang sat on the ground with a dark face, a half-armed iron bucket on his lap, and a hammer in his hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

The whistleblower failed, and there is still work to be done.

However, Zheng Ou still didn't make oyster bake and fresh stir-frying--even if there was a chef Wu Zhonghou besides Lin Chou.

Even Xiao Hong, the captain, was not idle, and was responsible for helping Wu Zhonghou and Zheng Ou.

The crew of the whole ship are happy, good guys, the Tier 5 bosses happily cook for us, we just wait to eat-I feel like it's worth it in this life.

Well, you have to go to the tavern twice when you disembark for a vacation. I'm so sorry for this bull beep!

Zheng Ou used Chef Welfare*1 to steal the largest oyster on the grill.

Even after it is fully cooked, the oyster meat in the oyster shell must have a slap and a half length, white and thick, and the saliva just looks like a flow.

Swallow the oyster meat in a few mouthfuls, mellow and delicious, and then **** the hot juice from the shell.

"hiss..."

Wonderful!

After rushing to grab the first batch of original flavors, we will continue to put on a batch.

After the oyster shell is roasted, just add some garlic, chili, and a little soy sauce to drizzle some vinegar. The unique deliciousness continues to bombard the nose and mouth of everyone on the ship like a bomb.

Xiao Hong has a special liking for raw oysters, which trembled like jelly.

The only worry is that this oyster is too big to swallow.

Well, happy troubles.

But the bite is absolutely juice splashing all over, full of tenderness and mellowness.

Xiao Hong's eyes narrowed.

"No wonder some people say that oysters are fresh spirits that condense one kilometer of seawater around them."

Zheng Ou laughed,

"Lu Xun's old man once said that when he enters the oyster door, it is as deep as the sea. Of all the seafood, my favorite is still oysters, and everything else is scum."

Xiao Hong said strangely,

"Is that ‘hao’ originally this ‘hao’? Well... and who is Lu Xun?"

Zheng Ou’s face is full of admiration, but his eyes are not kind,

"That is a respectable elder."

Xiao Hong crooked her mouth,

"It's great to read a book...but the taste of this oyster is really satisfying."

Zheng Ou interrupted again,

"A book of satisfaction is nonsense. Where is the satisfaction without a book? What is it to satisfy?"

After thinking about it, I added,

"But'a serious book' is the truth. Even a small book can greatly increase the length of time the sage exists and the number of times it appears. It can't be the most serious."

Warlock: "..."

Lin Chou: "..."

Meng Xiang: "..."

Petite girl: "..."

Strong man: "..."

Crew: "..."

Zheng Ou, if you cut it open, it must be completely black.

——Believe it or not, let's lift the table. Hey! This meal is not allowed to be eaten!

Xiao Hong's eyes narrowed again, narrow and long.

"Although I don't understand what you are talking about, there is one thing that can't be wrong."

Zheng Ou has an ominous premonition,

"What?"

Xiao Hong smiled,

"Lao Meng, beat him up, beat him fiercely!"

"Okay~"

"Lao Meng... Brother for so many years... eh... I'm so angry if you do it..."

When Meng Xiang went up, he stuck a pestle on Zheng Ou's face—yes, that's right, it was the big iron pestle that pounded onion and ginger.

Zheng Ou's tears suddenly burst into tears.

Old Meng Gaga smiled and cursed,

"I can go to Nima, I've seen you not pleasing to your eyes a long time ago, next year, today will be your day of sacrifice, and I will eat Lao Tzu!"

In mind:

The first pestle, to commemorate the sadness that I did not eat the European-style meals of Master Haihuang again.

The second club is to pay tribute to my long-term patience and tolerance over the years.

The third club, you will be lucky to know the joy of your sacrifice day when you are alive.

Once again, if Old Wu's injury is not healed, you will give Baba honestly to take it for him!

Here comes a pestle, emmmm, the lines are a bit too much to remember... Just pay homage to your lost youth and running under the sunset... Give me life!

Meng Xiang had already used his bloodline ability to speed up.

Everyone even saw that there was a gray light falling on Zheng Ou, and Zheng Ou's movements suddenly slowed down a lot.

One plus one minus, Zheng Ou knelt.

Lin Chou looked at it with gusto, and asked,

"Ah, Sister Hong, Zheng Ou must have offended Lao Meng usually..."

Xiao Hong was very happy to be called by this sister Hong.

"Well, you'll know why after reading it."

Zheng Ou was beaten to the point where he could not stalk his head, and he kept cursing like a machine gun, and at the same time, he rose up to resist regardless.

"Oh... fucking... you are really playing... I hit you with a boat... oh... you step on a horse... oh... I can marry your mother... . Take a punch from Lao Tzu... marry your mother, marry your mother, marry your mother..."

I don't know if it was on purpose or because of his accent. How do you hear all the "qù" sounds like "qǔ".

When Meng Xiang heard it, he smiled angrily.

"People who look bad and think are pretty beautiful. It seems that being beaten is not enough. Now I still want to take advantage of my mouth? I will lend you eight courage!"

An iron rod whispered out a phantom, resembling it again and again, sparks shooting everywhere.

I'm afraid that when the two of them finish fighting, Tie Chu can really grind into a needle.

Zheng Ou yelled sneakily while screaming,

"Oh, you have no objection to say that, that's right, I will go to your house when I disembark, and if it succeeds, don’t you, people who love to laugh will not have too bad luck — don’t worry, brother Is that kind of person!"

Changed the beating position,

"Really, don't worry, I will take advantage of you? It doesn't exist! After I chased your noble mother, the two of us are of different generations. I call you brother, you call me my dad. What do you think? "

The whole boat spurted blood.

Lin Sorrow, "..."

This handsome seems to finally know why Lao Meng's hatred for Zheng Ou is so high, poisonous!

This product is much more delicious and refreshing than those coquettish and cute women's wigs outside. The big mouth is so delicious and refreshing. It is so refreshing and suffocating.

Lao Meng: "Trick, ten times faster version! Give me death~!"

...

Compared with the excitement on the Mushroom-picking Little Red, the Evil Shark is as quiet as a ghost ship.

There are the same cauldrons and barbecue tools on the bow deck, and there are a lot of people, but everyone has a feeling of trembling and tears on their faces.

Originally, the small red mushroom-picking ship sent two Oyster Mountains to the ordinary crew. They were still very happy, but considering the emotion of the evil sand that had been hiding in the cabin and refused to come out, everyone could only endure it.

Just now, this Tier 5 boss was hit by the **** of nine seagulls in just ten minutes-oh, it's an alienated seagull, each with a wingspan of more than six meters from start to end and a dozen meters long.

God, what a big **** of bird droppings, I have never seen such a weight in my life.

One of the crew members really couldn't see it, and persuaded the evil sand to wash it well. It is very likely that the seagulls afterwards smelled it and regarded him as a mobile WC.

Others sneered at their nostrils, but the evil sand shined brightly.

Yes, when I was in the river before, I was unlucky enough, although the flow was a little bit small... Bah... it's probably the smell left at that time.

That's right...Yeah...Yes, it's gray, right...

In short, there is no such thing as a bad luck halo in the world, um, absolutely not.

Esha took the bath eight times fiercely, and suddenly felt that the sky was more yellow and the sea was bluer, and the whole person was refreshed, and the whole world became lovely.

So Esha, who was in a good mood suddenly decided to be close to the crowd and blend in with the crowd like the guys on another boat.

"Come on, I'm an evolver and I move fast. I'll pry the oyster shells. You have the pots, grills, and other ingredients... Hey, this oyster is so huge, it looks so iconic, Ness! "

A group of crew members look at me and I see you, but they can still resist, they are busy with each other~

More than a dozen people pried oyster shells with Esha, and the rest tossed other bits and pieces, ready to start a feast about oysters-this opportunity can be said to be a rare opportunity.

As an evolutionary, Esha is fast even if he is injured to pry the oyster shell.

The agility of the action is super high, and the sound of prying shells and oyster shells hitting the deck has become a rhythmic symphony.

"Papa Papa~"

"Fuck!"

I saw a group of crew members in a daze.

The evil sand people showed their saints in front of him, and their mood was even more happy.

"Heh, Zheng Ou must be showing the speed of prying the shell again, we are not much slower than him!"

At this moment, he heard the horrible scream of the crew member squatting next to him, like a hole in his voice.

"Fuck... snake snake snake... spiny scale sea viper..."

This thing is a well-known hybrid mutant. It is highly toxic to the stomach in three seconds...

Bah, in three seconds, its venom can make an ordinary person cool completely, and the gods can't save it.

"Don't panic!"

Esha waved his hand and slapped it on the head of the snake that emerged from the oyster hill.

"It's just a sea snake! Oh, it's a minor version, it's just roasting in a while!"

Useless, it is Hong Guoguo's molesting.

If this snake is fortunate enough to speak, the dialogue must be like this.

snake:

Brother, I'm a snake, a poisonous one, a real sharp-pointed mouth and very poisonous, please do not tease, give me some dignity, are you all well?

Evil sand:

Hehe, I’m a human, a very skinny kind, and the evolutionary template is genuine, rough-skinned and thick-skinned meat, if you pet you, then you will pet you, I just don’t listen~

snake:

Say it all, look at the bite, emmmmmm!

Evil sand:

Hehe...oh my grass...how did you bite me! !

Everyone in the boat was dumbfounded.

Tier 5 evolutionary, come and go like the wind and sparks with lightning, why did you get bitten?

Someone tells the truth in one word,

"It must have been pretended by Master Esha, adjust the atmosphere~"

A man in a boat: "Hahaha, Master Esha is too humorous."

There was another person: "Fuck, fuck, bleed, bleed..."

Our victim is completely stunned, so how did this dog's snake break my defense?

Master Esha clutched his bleeding crotch and looked at the twisting snake and wanted to cry without tears.

It seems that after protecting his waist, he has to protect his eggs.

——Two fangs each occupies a sphere, not going empty and not biased, obsessive-compulsive disorder welfare, should you speak well?

With the icy feeling of liquid being squeezed in, even the initial pain disappeared.

Esha: I won't die, but my face died for me.

With the heavier and heavier cyan face, his consciousness changed from blue to black, and finally the black screen dropped.

On the Evil Shark, there was chaos.