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Chapter 161 Cheng Dabeard's Mill

Chapter 161 Cheng Dahushou's Grinding Dish

Author: Heart of Light and Darkness

Chapter 161 Cheng Dahushou's Grinding Dish

The place where the waters gather is usually a place of earth spirit and talented people. Even if it is not a talented person, it usually makes a sound like a talented person when he arrives in such a place.

Even if this man was a short man who could never straighten his waist when he saw the emperor, he could write a full-faced poem on Xunyang Tower, "If you have a strong ambition in the future, you will dare to laugh at Huang Chao as a husband."

Of course, Song Xiaozi was immediately punished after pretending to be crazy and ate stinky manure. But if he wasn't in Xunyang, he might not be able to write such a poem that completely goes against his character even if he was beaten to death?

"Try to fight odor?

It seems that Zhouzhou is still interesting. He can come up with such a wonderful method. Although I disdain for this kind of leniency, I have to admit that he is still a little clever."

The rain in Xunyang is more impermanent than anywhere else. It is often the moment before or in the blue sky and the sun is in the morning. After a few minutes, it becomes raining. This directly led to ancient poets not like to write poems and write rain in Xunyang because it is so common;

In this weather environment, this tall man wearing a bamboo hat looks very normal. Xunyang people only think he is a migrant worker from the countryside, but they will not think that he is a costume hero.

Cheng Lin and Cheng had a big beard. If it were the Baiweisheng who founded the China Diligent Weapon List, he would recognize him at a glance. The youngest among the thirty-six friends, his Diligent Weapon weapon was a strange stone millstone.

It is said that the longer his beard is, the sweeter the grinding things he grinds, because he needs to be careful not to stir his beard in when pushing the grinding, and he will become more serious and careful. Cheng Dahuzi, who is serious, has once ground out the most delicate soy milk and made the most delicious tofu.

So there is a saying in Qinxing that 'Cheng Huzi's tofu is actually not tofu, it is nectar with bean flavor.'

Cheng Dahu is very tall, so he is very strong. A beautiful cook like the seventh girl in Huizhou can carry three or four on his shoulders; so the apprentice he has to accept must be a "ox".

His apprentice's surname is Niu, and he is a "slim man" who weighs 200 pounds.

Because Niu Yong is so tall, he is 2 meters tall and is catching up with Dayao. His weight of 200 kilograms is not enough to look at this skeleton. He is so thin.

No matter how thin it is, Niu Yong's strength is larger than that of his master. He didn't find much effort to lift two stone mills with diameters of 33cm and 40cm in his hands.

Perhaps this guy's height made the staff at the ticket office have some illusion that they always felt that these two stone mills were like children's toys, and they did not ask them to check in, and they were taken to the platform.

"I don't like vegetarian food, and I don't like stinking. A stinking chef is definitely not a good thing!"

Niu Yong gasped for a few breaths and hummed with dissatisfaction in his nose: "Master, are you here for this person surnamed Zhou? I'm so tired that I'm not light. I've taken a long way to go and refused to take a taxi.

It’s all because of this man surnamed Zhou, master, you have to scold him hard and tell him not to make stinky dishes in the future!”

"What do you know? Master, I am famous for playing grinders. Why can I overwhelm those national cooking masters? Didn't I rely on these two grinders?"

Niu Yong, carrying two stone mills, looked like a chef, and he was like a bad star descending to earth. The passengers waiting to get on the bus were afraid to see them, and they were away from their master and apprentice, making Cheng Dahuzi, who had always had a big voice, didn't have to worry about anything. He laughed and said, "If you play with a millstone, you can't live without soy milk and tofu. Have you forgotten that stinky tofu is also the master's specialty?

Silly kid, the master is not here for this, let’s take a look!”

Take out a copy of "The World of Beautiful" from his arms, open it, and stuff it in front of Niu Yong. Niu Yong stared at the pair of bulls for a long time before he realized it: "His grandma, it turns out that this Zhouzhou is very powerful. The book says that he should rank among the 36 friends in the martial arts list?

Then I’m just like you, Master, you are all such a great chef!

Master, then don’t scold him and make friends with him, right?”

"You're just a fool!"

Cheng Dahuzi was so angry that he picked up the magazine and smashed it on his apprentice's head: "Grandma, there are only 36 places in total. Which one is your master now?"

"How great the master is, the master is in line"

Niu Yong was stunned and it took him a long time to understand: "Master, you are in the thirty-sixth."

"Isn't that just? He's lined up, your master, I'm squeezed out?"

Cheng Dahushou sneered: "This time I have to see if it is his powerful magical hand or my Cheng Dahushou's millstone!"

"Then you still need to ask, Master, how heavy is your millstone? You are amazing! Master, I'm tired, will you please bring the millstone for a while?"

"What should I take? Check the ticket and get on the train!"

——

Chen Yan subconsciously took two steps back and carefully thrust.

Unexpectedly, at the end of the ticket inspection, a big beard and a "giant" came. The "giant" was holding two millstones in his hand, lowered his head and bent his back, with big mouth and small eyes and small noses, and his ears were still catching wind. He grinned at her, "Hehe, it looks good." "Master, this woman is so beautiful!"

Chen Yan turned her head and saw that she was a bearded man with a head that looked like a winter melon. She walked into the carriage like a weird person written in the book. She was wearing a bamboo hat. She had watched movies, and the hats in the movies were all cruel people.

At that time, Chen Yan had the heart to call the flight attendant. Fortunately, the bearded man seemed to be aware of the truth. He slapped the "giant" in the head and handed over the ticket with a smile. Chen Yan took it and saw that there were still two tickets for the soft sleeper box. Xunyang is a big city, and there are still soft sleeper guests getting off here. After all, not everyone has time to follow x164 to 20,000 miles.

Chen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Bad people would not buy tickets. Nowadays, they are real-name systems, so although they look fierce, they are actually normal people who don’t even have a height limit. Chen Yan, Chen Yan, you can’t judge people by their appearance in the future. We are the Red Flag Train.

I just don’t know what the staff on the platform did and why they asked them to bring the millstone into the car?

But now, Chen Yan is not going to let them get in the car.

"Please go to the right, your soft lying distance is not far away."

Chen Yan, who calmed down, immediately changed into a professional smile and did not forget to remind Niu Yong: "Sir, you are tall, be careful to bow your head.

But I have to let you go back and slept with your legs bent."

"Hehe, it's okay, I'm used to it, so I slept with my legs bent. Hehe, Master, this woman looks good and has a good heart, hehe."

Niu Yong smiled, his heartless nature was undoubtedly revealed.

"Thank you, comrade."

Cheng Dahuzi kicked his apprentice in the ass: "If you talk nonsense in the future, I will beat you to death!"

"Hehe, I'm not talking nonsense, Master, she's just beautiful, hehe."
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