Twenty-four people were like puppets at this moment, and they sat down when they were asked to sit down. Someone gave him an injection and raised his hand, and then hung up the drip there and stared at the wine bowl on the table in a daze.

Even the tempting fragrance on the barbecue rack is like losing its appeal.

Narasha held a tray on her hand, picked up four oysters from the grill net with tweezers, and came to a table. The tweezers took out chopped green onions, coriander and hot sauce from the seasoning box placed on the table.

"Is anyone eating?" she asked, everyone was still in a daze.

"I'll eat it myself." She ate one, the second one, put the garlic foam, and then added soy sauce, and asked, "Does anyone eat this? Oh, I'll eat it myself."

Third, apply mustard and celery: "Is it suitable for everyone's taste now? Oh, I'll eat it myself."

The fourth one is oyster sauce, sesame oil, and garlic: "I still like the fourth flavor. If you don't mix sanhe oil for you, you can eat it raw. Don't worry, the food we provide is absolutely safe and hygienic."

She ate the fourth one again. Among the four people next to the table she was staying, two of them finally watched her slander because she was very uncivilized and she stuttered when she ate.

If you smell oysters too close, you won’t smell anything, but garlic, green onion, and coriander are all spices and have a strong taste and are very irritating to the human digestive system.

People who are taking a respirator to recover their body moisture will naturally start to secrete saliva from their mouths.

"Oh, I was negligent. Come up and drink for you. You haven't eaten for several days and have poor digestive function. Wait and make some soup for you."

Narasha seemed to understand others and began to add chopped green onions and coriander, a little salt, pepper and lard to twenty-four bowls. She lifted up the large kettle on the stove for baking charcoal and rinsed them one by one. After rinsing, it was a soup and it warmed the stomach.

When the teammates around the two weakest constitutions saw the soup, or hot water, lit up with a spoon and scooped it twice, and fed it to them.

A man who was fed two sips of hot water nodded, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "You, you drink too."

"Okay, drink." The person who fed the soup lowered his head and took a sip of heat, closed his mouth, felt the stimulation of the soup entering the esophagus, then exhaled and said, "How delicious. I have never drunk such a good soup in my life."

"Of course, the soup I carefully prepared tastes worse? If you think it's good, drink more to warm your stomach and drink wine and eat meat later. Do you see the meat on the grill? Cut it into a skewer with a big fist, so that you can eat large pieces of meat and drink big bowls."

When he heard others praise, Narasha happily came over to explain to others, and then added: "There are still meal consequences."

Others are no longer shy and are so hungry. Intravenous injections can not make the stomach feel comfortable. One by one, they lower their heads to drink soup, and a bowl of hot water with salt and lard can help their lives at critical moments. They not only replenish water, salt and a little nutrition, but also quickly increase the body's temperature.

After twenty-four people finished drinking a bowl of soup, Narasha took out the basin of water and soaked the towel with hot water. Each of them handed one, chatting while watching them wipe their faces.

"If you want to talk about the desolate sky, it really makes people feel special. You say you are happy, and there is a little joy. You say you are happy, and there is still a little comfort. It is more satisfying than eating hot pot on the 39th day and drinking iced sour plum soup on the 30th day. It is gray, and it makes people look open. It is like a dream that I don't want to go home, but I am afraid that when the chicken crows, there are still stones under my feet..."

Narasha said, praising the barren land from all aspects, including metaphor, narrative, anthropomorphic, and lyricism.

Twenty-four people who finally woke up began to daze again as they listened to her words.

Narasha said for twenty minutes, and stopped, licked her lips, and said, "Okay, you can eat meat. The gastrointestinal function has recovered a lot now. I am not praising myself. My service is amazing. In order to prevent you from thinking about eating, I told you for a long time, and my mouth is dry."

Gongsun Murong cooperated with her words and brought up the reheated skewers. The twenty-four people were not polite, so they picked up the skewers and rubbed them on their mouths.

The meat is all good, three parts fat and seven parts thin, with a little tendon in the middle, which tastes fragrant and chewy. The cumin powder that is not available here has been suffocated.

After eating two big skewers, one person stopped consciously, and used a fork to ate two pieces of fruit on the plate, picked up the wine, and sipped in small sips.

It seems that everyone is very experienced and knows that they still can't eat hard now. Although they feel that they can eat dozens of skewers, it's just a feeling.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha accompanied him to eat, and they were the first to eat. Only when they saw them eating were relieved.

I guess when they want to eat kebabs outside, they will first ask for two skewers, and invite the grilled people to eat one skewers, and they will also eat it. Then they will order more. If the grilled people don’t eat it, they will throw away their own skewers and change them to the other one.

Or if you find that a service staff heats up the skewers that the guests have not eaten, you can also eat them in this store.

Of course, maybe they didn't care much about whether the meat skewers in front of them were broken. They were worried about something else and were too careful. Why didn't they consider the drip and the soup they drank before? If you want to poison it, where can't you?

While they were resting, Narasha had an extra notebook in her hand, holding a pen in one hand and asked: "Do you only have one meal or the next meal? It's free now. In addition, we provide sleeping bags and security protection services. If you choose to accept services, you need to tell your identity first. When you go back, we will ask you for money."

After saying that, Narasha's eyes swept across the other person's face one after another.

The twenty-four people were silent, and as the silence became, the atmosphere became suppressed.

"You, who are you...?" Narasha first went to eat roasted oysters and spoke one by one.

"Opening a mobile stall." Narasha replied.

"I'm asking about your identities outside, or you're not people outside?" the man asked again.

Narasha slapped the notebook on the table unhappily: "I asked you if you want to continue serving. You either ask us or mobile stalls. After a meal, you will talk about your identity and don't say it will not be given. A skewer of barbecue is 200,000 yuan, a skewer of vegetables is the same as a skewer, and a bowl of wine is 200,000 yuan. A sleeping bag is rented for 300,000 yuan, and the fruits are calculated separately depending on the variety. Do you want it?"

The other party stopped talking, but instead communicated with others with eyes. After a while, the man said, "You must know where to give you money, and we will send it in person."

"No need to put away your little thoughts and say you, we will take your own. If you dare not give it, you will kill you." Narasha revealed that I was not afraid that you would not pay back the money.

The companion next to the man spoke: "We are from the kingdoms of the gods of Fulabin..."

"What? You're louder, I didn't hear it clearly." Narasha interrupted him, and he spoke in a very loud voice.

The people who had been before hurriedly followed: "We are from the border star of the Abandede border of the Kingdom of Goubizhanlusi. My name is Ruidiqiti. When I go there, I ask about me. They all know that it is not the first time I have come to the barren land. My team has the least mortality rate."

Narasha nodded with satisfaction, and she was indeed from the same place as herself. Then she said, "Since you have said your name, it means that you will accept the service after you have received it. Now you have a rest and continue to eat after you have a rest. It is still considered free."

"Thank you." After telling his identity, Rui Diqi was no longer nervous. He was thinking about it. No matter how bad he was, he could still be as bad as he was about to starve to death? No matter how much money he owe. He could go back alive and probably pay enough money to sell the additives. If he died in a barren land, what does it have to do with him if he didn't pay back the money?

Everyone else listened to Ruidiqi's mention. No one refuted it. Two hours later, everyone was full.

Narasha and Gongsun Murong packed up their things, put on each other, waved to the twenty-four people with puzzled expressions, and said, "See you next time, let's go."

The two of them moved their feet, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared in front of everyone.

"Boss, I didn't dream just now, did you?" One of the people in the team stuttered, and there was still a cumin smell, but he still couldn't determine whether he was in a dream.

Rui Diqiti looked solemn, looked at the direction the man and woman left just now, and said, "The desolate land is about to change, so the protection of additives may no longer be valuable in the future."

"Brother, they are leaving. Where can we find them for the next meal?" A woman's voice sounded in the team.

"You don't have to care about them when you find your way back. Before, you were affected by the soul-sucking insects brought by a tornado. Your luck will never be bad." Ruidaiqiti didn't think about what happened next time.

So everyone started back on the road. Perhaps Ruidiqiti was too sure before, but for three consecutive days, they not only did not find a place to go, but they even encountered a river.

It was obvious that it was at its limit for three days, even if it was barbecue.

Twenty-four people were thirsty and hungry. They came to the barren land more than once, so they had specially trained their physique, but it was still difficult to maintain.

When they thought they would starve to death in the barren land, a gust of wind blew, bringing the aroma of barbecue, and there was a familiar shout of "The barbecue kebabs, are there anyone who bought barbecue kebabs? I ate the iced Bitlay wine and sold it cheaply, and I don't have this store after passing this village...'

The twenty-four people were stunned, and the surprise followed. They gritted their teeth and rushed towards the place where the sound came.

In front of them, Gongsun Murong grilled a lot of meat skewers, and Narasha arranged six tables and chairs, as well as shelves for hanging bottles, as well as tableware.

"We sold 75 copies in three days, and the total money we earned was more than 1.5 billion, and we killed thirty-seven people. You said how stupid they were. Seeing such a person, we were still interested in robbing and lying continuously. Finally, I mentioned the meat skewers to a million skewers, and they told the truth. It turns out that we must not be careless when we go out."
Chapter completed!