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The eyes of the seven people looking at the four Gongsun family members in front of them changed.

In their eyes, the four people shone golden light, and the circles on their heads were covered with each other. The more majestic you were, the more sacred you were.

"I believe more now that you are persecuted and have nothing to do with spies, because no one will take out good things to invade other countries, but they don't use them."

Hesgow said happily that he was not happy about the identity of the four people, but about how he could drink such a wine in the future.

He thought everyone was friends, and he knew very well that the cost of Bitley wine was not high. If it was not taxed, the raw materials for a bottle would not cost one yuan, but they could be sold for 900 yuan.

The raw materials for the four man-made wines from Gongsun’s family are probably very cheap. They are friends with them. As long as they don’t sell them, how much do they want to drink?

The people next to him were also excited, and someone suddenly asked, "Have you applied for protection?"

"Protect? Patent protection? Give the formula to a certain organization and then others can't use it?" asked Narasha.

"Give it to a certain organization? No, others will use it if they know your recipe. Applying for protection is to apply for protection additives from the Kingdom of God. The additives from the Kingdom of God will not destroy the taste and taste of any food, but they can prevent others from analyzing the specific ingredients and manufacturing processes of the food. Don't you know?" ∫

Someone explained it and was surprised.

The four people shook their heads and didn't say why they didn't know.

"Why do you need to apply?" Gongsun Murong asked.

"Because a good food god congress specializes in collecting taxes, you will pay as much tax as you apply for. If you want to avoid taxes and do not place protective additives and analyze the raw materials and craftsmanship by others, you deserve to be unlucky."

The person who introduced the situation just now will continue to explain.

The four people nodded: "I understand, where can I apply?" Narasha was still looking at the seven people worriedly, mainly looking at the bottles of wine on the hands of the seven people.

"Don't worry, we won't collect your wine and sauce. We just eat and drink ourselves, because we are friends." When Hosgow said this, he suddenly felt that he had a halo on his body.

"Yes, yes, we are friends. In fact, we still have many secret recipes. Sauce and wine are nothing at all. When we have the chance, we will take them out for you to taste. They are all about food and drink." Narasha said as if we could have fun.

The seven people were shocked again, looking at the four people was almost the same as looking at the treasure.

The man next to Hosgow took a bottle of beer himself. Guru Guru poured half a bottle, burped, and said, "We should apply for a reward. We helped Goubizhanlusi God Kingdom find four political immigrants."

"No, it's not a political immigration, it's a skilled immigration." Hosgow emphasized.

Others nodded and agreed that if they were political immigrants, they would take a long time to observe. Moreover, four people were not allowed to leave the Abanded Border Star for a period of time.

But it would be different if it were skilled immigrants. What is given is not surveillance, but protection, and there is no difference. In fact, there is a lot of difference. If surveillance is surveillance, the person responsible for surveillance will not pay attention to the four people, and even makes things a little difficult for them in some matters. However, protection means that the person responsible for surveillance should lower his identity and try to meet the needs of the people.

The technology that the four people can make a lot of money in themselves proves their "innocence". None of the Gods's kingdoms has tried their best to put technology out, even in terms of diet in order to arrange for four spies in other Gods' kingdoms.

The wine with a light bitter taste you drink right now will definitely be sold at a high price and exported to other kingdoms of gods. Although it is just a wine, the more ordinary it is, the more important it is to be in life.

After mass production, it may bring a percentage point of foreign trade income to its Goubizhanlu Silk Kingdom. Although it is a percentage point, the trade surplus deficit often depends on this.

Narasha looked at her little stars with her eyes, and she looked at her brother Murong happily. The facts once again proved that her brother Murong's luck was not only great when playing cards, but also great when buying lottery tickets with prizes, but also great when encountering difficulties.

Because the plot is out of control, what was going on? Secretly getting an identity, then low-key investigation and collecting intelligence is the kind of situation that perfectly reflects the abilities of the intelligence personnel.

But the facts have changed. There is no need to suffer as much or tired, and hard work. You can directly gain a high social status, from stealing to being upright.

"I'm going to have a porridge." Narasha said cutely, a very old Internet term.

The current situation reminds Narasha of the encounter when Gongsun Murong accidentally ran to the temple space. She was clearly the lowest-level existence, but now she ruled.

It seems that this has been the case since he appeared in the desert. His brother Murong's light cannot even suppress the black hole. It is estimated that he can obtain the highest power in a short time when he sent him to the matriarchal clan society. He is not forced to fight and kill.

"Brother Murong, no matter how humans are, God can't stop you, giggle~~" Narasha said, and let out a series of laughter, like a group of chickens.

Gongsun Murong, who had always been very calm, suddenly raised her chest, raised her head slightly, and said, "There is no way. Sometimes I am very distressed. Why is the starry sky and the future changed for me? In fact, I want to be a mortal, simple, ordinary, ordinary."

"Brother Murong, don't make me laugh. I remember. One day I will go back and show it to people on human races and magic planets. I want them to laugh. No, I won't laugh anymore. I have a stomachache. I drink, and I won't return until I'm drunk."

Narasha said as she kept picking out beer, including light beer with very little malt and alcohol, some medium and some high.

While taking her, she introduced: "Drinking light is refreshing, drinking rich is enjoyable, but let me say it in advance, the more the sugar content, the higher the amount. Don't blame me if you drink weight."

The seven people didn't care about Narasha's behavior of taking wine. Everyone had the way to store things. Some people had this ability and had a lot of space.

There is no simpler person who can walk on the border star. Gravity transformation alone is not something that normal people can adapt to.

They pay more attention to bottles of wine. They taste all kinds of sugar content and alcohol, and when their stomachs are filled, they use their ability to drain the water.

A person likes high sugar content the most. After drinking six bottles in a row, he asked: "Can we provide us with the cost price in the future? We help pay for this part of the tax. I like this one with high malt."

'Bang' Narasha moved out a big beer barrel, which was 60 liters and said, "If you don't talk about money, you are willing to drink it to give us face. Being able to have friends to share happiness with us is more important than making money. In the future, you will come to us if you have time... The one I found is not only responsible for wine and all kinds of meals, which are all inherited from the ancestors. I like to drink high malt levels. This is a special thirty-degree malt concentration dark beer."

"Why is it black?" The man took a big beer and asked looking at the color.

"Because of the craft, the concentration of thirty wort is not used, if you don't use special crafts, you will not drink beer. It's sugar water. Oh, my family has a kind of ancestral wine-making, white wine. The sugar content is very high, and the taste of alcohol is used to suppress the taste of sugar."

Narasha talked about this kind of knowledge that belongs to common sense in the Galaxy civilization.

As for why the sugar added to the wine is naturally afraid that alcohol will damage the liver. When the sugar enters the stomach, it will be converted into glucose, thereby participating in the chemical reaction of alcohol and breaking down alcohol.

If you want to drink more white wine, the easiest way is to hang a glucose drip bottle to toast to others.

The seven people didn't care whether they hurt their bodies or not. They didn't care and just focused on the taste of beer, especially cold ones, cold beer, hot barbecue, and a lot of seafood. They were not afraid of diarrhea and gout.

They can drink half of the four-liter beer cup in one gulp, which is much more satisfying than blowing against the bottle. After drinking two cups, they can change to a cup buried in the crushed ice.

No one adds ice to the cup, which will dilute the taste and taste of the wine.

While they were eating and drinking happily, Bu Yiko came back with a group of people, sixty-nine.

Hesgow swallowed: "It's so cruel. I'll leave one person on duty, and all the others are here. I tell you, there are only seventy people watching at night. Are there enough food and wine you have prepared?"

‘Have you eaten in eight lifetimes?’ Narasha complained and nodded: “Enough, we brought a lot of things and ran away. How can we not eat without food?”

The four of them were busy now and didn't need any marching stove. They took out a long barbecue box, which was seventy-seven people.

Bu Yiko arranged for the people who came to find a place to sit on the ground first. After listening to the seven people left behind, they poured a beer glass one by one and then started drinking.

Gongsun Murong and the other four were busy, constantly sending the food to the seven people before him. Narasha also comforted herself that she was not serving a group of people who were inferior to her, but showed the food art of the Galaxy civilization.

If she didn't think so, she felt wronged. Everyone could not beat her together, so she had to bake something for others. Why?

However, you must have professional qualities. If you do something, you will love it. Even an ordinary barbecue cannot weaken the signature of Galaxy civilization.

The people who followed him ate it wildly, like a starving ghost reincarnated, and they kept pouring wine. Beer was the best, much better than Bitterley wine. When drinking Bitterley wine, try not to make a froth because it is not good to drink.

But it is different to drink the special supply of the Galaxy Civilization Gongsun Murong and Narasha. Mozi is delicious. It is much worse than Mozi. In fact, measuring the quality of beer depends on Mozi. Good beer must be frothy. Some even have one-third of the glass of wine, and two-thirds of the mozi will still have to come out.

There is no need to say much about the skills of barbecue for four people. Those who came and Buyiko who had left before were completely conquered by beer and barbecue things.

Everyone ate happily and chatted happily. No one mentioned the four identities of Gongsun and Murong, especially after the seven people of Hosgow introduced some previous events, everyone focused on eating and drinking. Is it necessary to record fluctuations? They must pass, but where can they eat and drink in the future?

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