Another story of life and death, another story of others giving their lives to protect themselves.●⌒

Gongsun Murong nodded in understanding and poured wine for De Hosgow.

"It's been a long time since Hosgow came back and sold the protective additives he got, and then gave them all to his home. He never went back. He didn't know how to face the inquiries of his relatives." Bu Yiko said again.

"Why are you back?" Gongsun Murong asked.

"There are many places to come back. When the gray sky makes you unable to see clearly the five-meter position in front of you. Keep going forward, then change direction, left or right, walk for a while, and you can see a special place with regular textures. When you walk in, you come out, usually where you go, and you come out somewhere nearby."

Bu Yiko explained to Gongsun Murong.

Another person who clinked glasses with Dehosgow and killed the wine, followed and said, "The place where our Abanded Border Star goes into is in the clouds above the planet, where the clouds are not dispersed, and it appears outside the clouds.

This is generally the case. After entering, try to find the way back. When you find a place you are back, look for rivers nearby, and then use stone vessels to pour water into places where you can return. The water will appear in the space of our planet.

As long as you are brave enough, lucky enough, and you are not starved to death, you can bring back a lot of protective additives and sell them for money. The official collection is one hundred units per yuan."

Gongsun Murong nodded gently and understood that they sold the official one hundred units and one yuan, and the official one one is selling themselves for two yuan, which is two hundred times the difference, while their smuggling was ten units and one yuan, which can make ten times more profitable, but if they were replaced by themselves, they would be twenty times left.

As expected, taxes are violence. I used to think that fixed taxes were low, but now it seems that they are not.

Then, Gongsun Murong had a question: "Since you have to enter from the clouds here and appear in a fixed position, will the officials on the planet stare?"

"Oh~! It's not easy for everyone. There are many people who die, and few people come back alive. Not only are there soul-sucking insects, but also our different looks. We are hungry. What can't we eat?"

The person sitting opposite Gongsun Murong sighed and told the reason.

There are people eating people and the threat of soul-sucking insects.

If the planet official watched it, no one would be willing to go in and take risks. So even though they knew that they could still sell part of it to the official, and it was not so blatant, the official agreed.

Gongsun Murong saw that there is indeed risk when there is gain.

One unit is less than 0.2 mg. One hundred yuan per unit, more than 6,700 units are one gram. If a ton of water is scooped out from the river, it is 6,700 times one million divided by one hundred. Sixty-seven million yuan, and the price of smuggling is 6,700 million yuan.

But if you spend your life in it, it doesn’t make much money.

"What's the probability?" Gongsun Murong asked.

"How is there a chance? Those who enter are thinking of getting rich. They never think they will die, but when they see him off, they treat him as dead." Bu Yiko grinned. After saying that, he raised his head and drank a large glass of beer, and shouted: "It's great! It's delicious, and the feeling of bitterness is life."

"What life is it?" After the couple let Narasha who was sending herself turn from behind, hold a tea tray in her hand, a teapot and ten tea bowls on it, and the heat comes out from the mouth of the pot.

After putting the tea tray, Narasha poured tea for eight people: "Come on, try my house..."

"The things passed down from ancestors are not?" Someone has already taken the call. Anyway, as long as the things taken out by Gongsun and the other person will be passed down from ancestors. Look at their ancestors and specialize in passing on good things.

"Yes, the ancestors of the ancestral generation, the ones I drank today were called tea. I was supposed to make kung fu tea for you. I guess you didn't have the intention to make it. I just brew it. Today I drank Maojian. We brought a lot of other things for you in the future."

Narasha said with a smile. When Gongsun Murong saw the color of the tea, she suddenly felt bitter in her mouth. Normally, the tea with hairy tips was light yellow or light green. If the water was a little thicker, it could be used as ink.

Tea must be good tea with a strong taste, but how many tea leaves are added to this color?

Could it be to put the tea once, then soak out the water, heat the tea, use it to make new tea again, pour out and heat it, and then soak it?

It’s not black tea, so why bother? If you want to make it bitter, so you can soak the coptis root. It’s light yellow after soaking, which is more satisfying than tea.

"Brother Murong, are you here?" Narasha saw eight people serving tea bowls and asked Gongsun Murong.

"I'm not very thirsty, so I'm drinking." Gongsun Murong Jin was afraid that Narasha would let him drink, so he quickly picked up the beer bottle and blew it in his mouth.

The eight people's faces changed at this time, and they looked like bitterly. The water they had just drunk was bitter and astringent.

"Is it delicious? I will sell it in the store in the future, but I won't put too much tea. You can take advantage of it. The one I made is the best tea. It can be brewed twelve times in a row. Take out a small can and change it to several stores is not considered a bully, and we even suffer a loss."

Narasha talked about the price of tea and waited for others to praise it.

The eight people bitterly slap their mouths and found it very magical. It was obviously a bitter taste, but now it is a bit sweeter, and then it feels sweeter and sweeter. It has a very alternative taste. The mouth is still astringent, but it is not uncomfortable.

So I picked up the bowl and continued to drink. After drinking one, I pushed the bowl in front of Narasha, and I still wanted.

Narasha refilled the water, waited for a while, poured it for eight people, and eight people drank it again, and the more they drank, the more they wanted to drink it.

I waited for Narasha to soak it twelve times before the taste of the water became faint. There was no way. She had too many tea leaves, and some of the tea leaves just now had not yet been soaked out.

According to the current taste, I can run three or four more times.

Eight people who could not control their bodies were sweating all over. For the sake of their stomachs, they deliberately discharged a lot of water out of their bodies.

Eight people were satisfied with sweat and panting.

"How to sell tea?" Hesgow fell in love with this feeling.

"I don't sell you. I want to drink it for a while and take a small jar for each person when I leave. Like the bowl you use to drink tea, just put seven or eight buds in at a time. I guarantee that I have made it twelve times. Strong tea and light tea are different. Drinking tea is a aftertaste. Like life."

When Narasha introduced her, she didn't say why she felt that way, but it was actually because of theophylline.

The eight people did not refuse, and they never showed a embarrassed look. They knew that the four people in the Gongsun family regarded themselves as friends, but instead of accepting them, they seemed artificial.

If you need any help in the future, come and help.

Gongsun Murong asked eight people to continue eating kimchi. He brought the dish to the kitchen and heated it up again. Two dishes were refried, leeks, eggs, garlic, shrimps, and shrimps. They couldn't be heated. Once the heat was heated, they were all water unless they used other abilities.

If other dishes are not fresh, they taste better after being heated. When I brought them back, I said to eight people: "It was cold just now and I returned to the pot. I could have made it new, but it was not good to waste it."

"The main reason is that I didn't treat you as a distinguished guest." Narasha added with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I feel a pity if I throw it away. I can still eat it." Bu Yiko ignored it. Everyone ate it together. Of course it is hot when it is cold. People can't make it all over again. And even the leftovers taste the same taste on the whole planet.

"I plan to go to a deserted place with Gongsun Wuming to see the situation. If I can get the added water, will it save a lot of money? Is it necessary to sell it to the official?"

Gongsun Murong picked up a piece of fish and ate it, saying to the eight people.

The fish is a local fish, very fishy, ​​river fish, with a strong smell of earth and many thorns. The locals don’t eat it, but if they eat it and Narasha, they are not afraid of fishy fish. There are fishy ways to make it fishy, ​​and they are not afraid of too many thorns. They can use internal force to shake it. If eight people are used to using chopsticks, it’s okay to steam it.

The fish was braised and had been eaten half a noodles.

He and Narasha found several fishier things, including animals and fungi, and planned to make soup and collect a lot of them. In the future, if you have the opportunity to return to the Galaxy Civilization and give it to the Chinese Wanshi Guizong Pavilion. I believe that the people inside will definitely develop a very fresh way to eat them. The people there have reached the level of being crazy about cooking.

Eight people were imitating Gongsun Murong's appearance and stretched out their chopsticks to pick up fish meat, but were frightened by his hands and the pickled meat fell down again.

"No, if you can't go, you will die." Hesgow's face turned pale. He had lost four relatives and did not want to lose friends again.

Gongsun Murong pretended to introduce the situation of the desolate land to Narasha. Narasha smiled and said, "No, we are very awesome."

"Who doesn't think he is powerful? Those who die inside think so, there...ah~~~~!" Bu Yiko sighed heavily.

"What I said is not other aspects, it is physical. It does not fly or move in space. It is just a simple physical skill." Narasha defended.

"How powerful is it?" One of the eight people smiled and asked.

"Eat fish." Gongsun Murong signaled.

The eight people didn't understand why they suddenly changed the topic. They put their chopsticks into picking up fish. They liked to eat fish they didn't eat before, and they were not fishy at all, and they were not afraid of thorns.

The chopsticks of eight people touched the fish one after another. Just when someone was about to pick them up, a pair of chopsticks appeared and hit them on his chopsticks, shaking their chopsticks away. Then the chopsticks "pah" several times in a row, and all the chopsticks of eight people were shaken away, and no one picked up the fish.

"Please." Gongsun Murong invited them to eat fish again.

The eight people in a daze understood that they were going to compete, so they winked each other, and were on guard.

"Papapapapapapapa" eight pairs of chopsticks were shaken away again. Gongsun Murong's chopsticks used the force to fight. As long as the eight people did not use their extra abilities to cheat, they would not be able to catch fish.

Bu Yiko and others were dissatisfied and their speed increased. Then the sound of "slap" kept ringing. No matter whether they were moving together or covering each other, they could not avoid Gongsun Murong's chopsticks.

Some people even went to stop him, but the ending was that when his chopsticks touched Gongsun Murong's chopsticks, somehow the power changed. Either the chopsticks were shaken open or suddenly fell down. Some people couldn't catch the chopsticks and were thrown out, but no one caught the fish.

"How did you do it?" Hesgow asked with wide eyes.
Chapter completed!