People who came to eat baked bread were very enthusiastic. I don’t know if it was the function of delicious noodles or if they felt that helping people in a politically backward country would feel more accomplished.

In short, they were helping to persuade Gongsun and Murong and the other two told him not to worry. As long as he confessed, he would be recognized. Gou Bizhanlu Si's Kingdom is willing to help the persecuted people in other kingdoms of gods.

Gongsun Murong's face was slightly better. He showed a look of wanting to do it but a little worried. He asked: "We will give our identity when we come here, aren't we afraid...we are...spy?"

"How is it possible? If you record it, there will be special fluctuations. You have to be recorded when doing things. If you are really a spy, no one will be willing to be recorded for fluctuations."

Buyiko laughed twice and said jokingly: "If you don't go, we will doubt whether you are spies."

"Go, go, let's go, we're not spies, we're not." Narasha looked anxious and defended her.

"Yes, I'll go tomorrow as dawn." Gongsun Murong decided.

Several people who came to eat laughed again, and one of them said, "No need to tell them tomorrow. Now, tell them that they will send someone to serve you specifically, but I would like to remind you that your sauce should be recorded here. For every portion of the sale, you will have to pay a portion of the benefits to the Abanded Border Star."

"It's great, you guys are so good here. In our original place, it's messy. Even if we don't open a store, some people come to eat and don't pay for money. Some people not only don't pay for money, but also care about us asking for money. If we don't give it, they will hit and smash it. In fact, some people can't beat us at all, but if we hit one or two people, they will call a lot of people."

Narasha talked about how difficult it was to do business.

Several people who heard her looked at each other, and someone asked in surprise: "You are not in the Dufuraka area of ​​the Kingdom of the Gods of Fulaibin, are you? More than 100 planets there are the most chaotic existences. Many people die abnormally for various reasons every day."

"Do you know where too?" Gongsun Murong seemed very surprised.

"I know, the most chaotic place. The Zebolao planet inside is called the chaotic planet, and the Fruit Star is the human and animal planet. The third most chaotic planet is..."

The man who had just received a baked bread started talking endlessly, and the others were eating and drinking while replenishing.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha occasionally secretly guide the topic. They need to try to become familiar with the places they are "coming" and listen to what others say first. Then they can make reasonable additions and improvements.

For example, where did you stay on the planet, when did you move, what situations you encounter in each place, etc.

But it cannot be said in too detailed. Some places should be revealed to be inaccessible. Moreover, a certain "impressive" thing must be repeated several times in a row, and each time it cannot be said correctly.

For example, if you were bullied somewhere, you said that you were robbed 650 yuan in the first time, and you said that you were robbed 650 yuan in the second time. The third time you said that you were robbed a lot of money and all the money you earned in three days were robbed.

At the same time, describing the situation when you are robbed, you need to change the order of the front and back from all angles. Otherwise, it is memorized. How can a normal person memorize what he has experienced?

And it doesn't matter if you say it wrong when you repeat it occasionally. People who listen to it just treat it as you made a little processing to prove something. But later, I didn't remember what I said before, and this is all a small problem.

While waiting for a few people to eat half full and slowly chatting, Bu Yiko took the initiative to leave and went to find someone to record the fluctuations.

"I'll get them here, and you bake a few more cakes at this time. The people on duty at night are bored. They are more willing to come here than we will take you there directly, so that they can relax outside in the name of work. Haha, they will definitely be very happy today."

When Bu Yikou left, he did not forget to remind Gongsun and Murong to make more things.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha baked various foods, and they were relieved that there were indeed loopholes. According to the current situation, they should be political immigrants.

The border star obviously cannot investigate clearly. To investigate a small matter in the chaotic areas of other countries, let alone whether it can be investigated. It is just that the manpower and material resources are spent in the investigation process.

If Yu Qi does, it is better to arrest him or deport him directly.

Narasha and Gongsun Murong communicated on the soul: "I think we should take out a few more distinctive foods, and then mix some things from the temple space into the sauce while they are not paying attention. If they test it, they will really analyze that everything comes from this planet, and they will definitely doubt us."

When she said that, Gongsun Murong had already done it. The two of them chased him and carried a lot of things, including sauce made from the ingredients from the temple.

Now take it out and mix the previous sauce with it. After tasting it, it tastes better.

To the person who looked at him mixing sauce, Gongsun Murong smiled awkwardly and explained: "What I just took out is the ancestral sauce. The combination of the current ancestral formula and the new formula is also afraid that something will happen, so..."

"I understand, needless to say, we understand, keep a hand, right? If it really doesn't work, just hand over the past sauce. I can handle it. I'll try what the ancestral recipe and the new mixture tastes."

Before Gongsun Murong could speak, someone mentioned him very well and handed him a bite of cake and asked Gongsun Murong to brush more.

Since the other party is not afraid of salt, Gongsun Murong certainly won’t be reluctant to give up the sauce and brush it again.

The man retracted his hand, bit it with a big mouth, and nodded vigorously: "It tastes delicious, it is worthy of being passed down from ancestors."

Others handed over the cakes and drank wine if they felt they were salty.

The wine they drink is fruit wine and white wine. It is estimated that these two types of wine are good and can generally be produced naturally, so they are mainstream wines, which are relatively cheap.

When Gongsun Murong took out the sauce elsewhere, someone mysteriously took out a glass bottle containing a light yellow liquid.

"Hosgow, didn't you say you had drunk the last bottle of Bitterlay?" Someone saw this bottle and immediately questioned the person who took out the item with an angry look.

The man who was called Dehosgow said indifferently: "Yes, I did drink the last bottle. Now the one I took out is the second to last bottle. When I came, I brought fifty bottles, and you divided them to thirty bottles, and I still had twenty bottles left. I lined them up in a row, counting from left to right, the first one is the first bottle, and the twenty one is the last bottle. I drank the twenty bottle. Didn't I drink the last bottle?"

"No, no, no, you are quibbling with Hosgow. The last bottle I said doesn't mean the same thing as what you said."

"Yes, so you misunderstood. I'm sorry for this. I can only give you wine, but I can't change your IQ. Now, I want to give the second-last bottle of Bitle wine to the people of the Gongsun family. Come on and try our Bitle wine from the Kingdom of Goubizhanlusi."

After some improper arguments, Hesgow handed the bottle to Gongsun Murong. The cap on the bottle was also made of metal sheets and stuck on the glass bottle.

Gongsun Murong broke off the cover with his hand. He took four cups and started pouring wine. As the wine fell, foam appeared in the cup. It looked very familiar.

After pouring four glasses of wine, the bottle was empty. The four of them picked up the cup and took a sip. Narasha slapped: "Low alcohol and carbon dioxide drinks. What does wheat taste like?"

"Beer, beer that doesn't have hops." Gongsun Murong gave the answer.

"Well! It's just it. Without hops, the taste is not good, and I always feel that it's almost there." Gongsun Murong mentioned, and Narasha also reacted.

The two of them did not communicate through language, and the people next to them did not know that they were not very satisfied with this thing.

Dehosgow, who provided the wine, also asked deliberately: "How does Bitley wine taste? A bottle like this costs nine hundred yuan and is available in limited quantities. I bought it from Bitley and brought it back. The average fifty bottles are 2,000 yuan per bottle."

"How much does this kind of cake in the Noda store cost?" Gongsun Murong wanted to find a reference.

"Three yuan, the cakes in his store are twice as expensive as those in other people's houses, and there are many people buying them. Who makes the delicious food in his house? Oh, it's not now. You can sell them for ten yuan, or even more." Someone introduced with a smile.

Narasha blinked and took out forty bottles of beer from the space device, malt degree thirteen, alcohol degree 4, whole wheat good beer, without the mess added to reduce costs.

There is no trademark on the bottle, and it is not deliberately torn off. It is because someone else does not use a trademark when he makes beer for Gongsun Murong and Narasha. If he really has a trademark, others will stop doing it. It is obviously an advertisement.

"We also ask everyone to taste the wine inherited from our family." Narasha opened seven bottles in a row and handed them to seven people.

The person who received the wine did not have to pour it into the cup like Gongsun Murong, but drank it directly at the bottle and drank it in one sip. First, he had a bit of pain in his expression, he narrowed his eyes, took the bottle and squinted his mouth.

"Bloody." Someone tasted it all at once. Because he was used to drinking beer without hops, he felt it was not good as soon as he came into contact with this preconceived thought it was not good.

But after a few breaths, the special bitter taste in his mouth made him want to take a second sip.

After taking the second sip and savoring it carefully, he finally confirmed that the wine Gongsun Wuming took out was even better than BiTerai wine, and it was delicious in this bitter taste.

The other six people were the same. After pouring a bottle of beer in, they looked at the other beer, and their eyes shone brightly.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha, they know why this is the case. One is that alcohol itself is addictive, and the other is that hops not only bring bitterness, but also sterilize and inhibit bacterial division. When its dosage is larger, it is poisonous and can also be addictive.

Gongsun Murong handed over seven more bottles, and at the same time took out ice cubes, smashed them into small pieces of ice, and put the beer bottle into town.

Narasha also took out the big beer mug, buried it with ice, and poured the wine into it and it made it feel more enjoyable when it was cold.

After the seven people killed another bottle of beer, someone finally reacted, looked at the four people in the Gongsun family in surprise, and asked, "You... do you say you made this wine? It was passed down by your family?"

-(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!