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Chapter 964 The identity of the receptionist is not the same

"He is the receptionist of the border town of Qinan Desert. He said that many forces that had developed in Qinan Desert have begun to ban the capture of the blind insects, and nearby forces are negotiating with them. Many receptionists from farther places contacted him and asked if he had any goods."

The situation will be introduced on No. 676.

"He was the person you wanted to leave a relationship before?" Gongsun Murong asked.

"Yes, I have a good relationship with him."

"How much does he want?" Narasha followed.

"Uh! I didn't ask, I'll ask." No. 676 started to daze again, recovered after a moment, and said: "One thousand, every hundred can be synthesized into a potion by adding other things. The duration after use depends on the physical condition, which is twenty to fifty minutes. Now the order is at a maximum of 470 points, and they are willing to double the premium."

"The price of 500 points is given to him 2,000. How much points he is willing to sell is his own business." Gongsun Murong and Narasha exchanged their hearts and said.

No. 676 was embarrassed again and said, "You don't have to do this, you will have to increase the price in the future."

"Friends of friends may not be friends, but for you, we also want to be friendly with each other." Narasha said sincerely.

No. 676 pursed his lips. He knew that the two of them were giving money to their friends. It seemed that the 500 points were higher than 47, but the 47 was left there without any goods. Everyone was looking for relationships in private. Not only did they buy it at a high price, but they also had to give favors.

Soon he contacted the other party. With the authorization of Gongsun Murong, he transferred the ownership of two thousand orders and received one million points. He didn't care how his friends there sold it.

Gongsun Murong's account was left with 2.538,03, and the two-percent handling fee was deducted so painful, more than 50,000.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha were better. No. 6,76 were immediately disappointed. Many points were paid for the handling fee. If they had known it, they should pay the points directly according to the value, rather than deducting them proportionally.

Narasha comforted, "It's nothing, there are still opportunities in the future, let alone we don't have a lot of them. So, we leave behind 2.5 million and the remaining 38.03. You can trade with whoever you choose. You can decide the price. Take the opportunity to develop your own social circle. If we encounter trouble in the future, we can ask you for help."

"Okay." No. 676 agreed, and he planned to estimate the price and quantity based on his familiarity and the abilities of other traders.

"You make it first, we have to go back and cook for them. Come again in the evening, bring you smoked chicken, and wait for us to come back to the lottery." Gongsun Murong drank the wine from the cup, said to the other party, and pulled Narasha away.

When the two returned to the two small buildings in the Goubizhanlu Silk Kingdom, the soldiers packed up all the things they could do, leaving behind the flesh of the one-eyed python. They replaced it with a gray, fanged animal like a big dog, but it was not a dog, just like a hyena is not a canine family.

Moreover, this thing has big ears, smaller than elephant ears, but larger than pig ears. One by one, they have been slaughtered and packed up.

"Where is the intestines? Where is the belly? Where is the waist?" Narasha looked at each other and asked.

"Take it." Ruhamo answered for granted.

Narashabi drew her thumb: "Okay, you're afraid we're tired. She's pouring you sausages, sausages, sausages, and sausages, and sausages, so she threw away all the stocks. Thank you."

Ruhamo's eyes instantly turned into Mumu. It was probably because his nerve reaction could not keep up. After two seconds, he asked weakly: "You...you can do it?"

"What do you think?" Narasha glared at her. She wanted to eat sausages and threw them all away. Do you still need to deal with the rest? Use the bone-cutting axe to chop it, chop it, throw it into a big pot and cook it, and then everyone eats large pieces of meat and drinks with a large bowl.

Ruhamo's face was filled with regret: "I forgot that your family opened a store, and you two have always been staying at the store to cook."

"Eating large pieces of meat is also a knowledge. When we come with an axe, we have to crack the bones and cook them to make them taste good. The meat is easy to get rid of bones. The skin is peeled off, and the hooves are cut off. I will make braised hooves and skin frozen for you. The tails are concentrated, put them in another pot to cook, and braised them back, cut them off with big ears alone, are there any pressure cookers, and throw them in your head. It's a pity that sausages, I bought them all in the points hall."

After all, Narasha didn't fool her. Apart from not choosing meat for stir-fry, she used all the normal places to use. Even if others don't cooperate, she must have professional qualities.

Gongsun Murong's face was also not good-looking: "I shave the oil and throw it away. I'm planning to make some meat oil and make some oil squeak."

The two of them were busy, and they were braised first, and the head was synchronized. They were made here, the skin and hooves were on the other side, and the bones with meat were chopped and smashed. Push them into a big pot and cook them. After the water was over, add water again, put down the seasonings, and cover the pot.

Turn your head to clean up the poultry.

The two of them did not do it all by themselves, and many simple processes were completed by others. After an hour, the poultry was almost cooked.

Another half an hour passed, and the bones with meat were taken out to eat. The tail was braised, the hooves were waiting to cool down. The head was boned and the eyes were removed. They were divided into two pieces, stacked together one by one, and the ears were also wrapped in thin gauze layer by layer. The big bluestone paved was good. I pried it up, and six people carried one of them and pressed it on the gauze.

Then there are large plates of chicken, stewed yam, stewed mushrooms, and two other ones were taken out separately, hung, and fry the sugar and smoked in the pot below. This is the smoked chicken brought to No. 6, 76.

The rice that was steamed early was almost drying, dig it out, pour oil into a large pot, beat eggs, and fried rice.

It had been a while since noon, and everyone had eaten. The soldiers and ordinary people who arrived at the station in Vie family all praised the delicious food.

In fact, it is to make heavy oil, salt and seasonings for them. They can’t taste the dishes that have enhanced the ingredients themselves, but they think they are not delicious. Of course, the food is not elegant or vulgar. A good chef makes it for people. It is a skill to make it comfortable for others to eat. They can’t say that the dishes are not good after they finish cooking, and they must say that they can’t eat them and don’t know how to taste them.

After a few hours of normal life, the two of them carried smoked chickens, a pack of about five kilograms of pig ears, and other things. They came to the points hall when it was dark.

Waiting on the 6th, seventh and sixth day, when he saw two people, he hurriedly came up and said, "I've been eating enough, so I'll move the bluestone back quickly. The city manager was going to lead troops to find you before, but I stopped him and said that he would return to his seat early tomorrow morning at the latest, and he would get twenty kilograms of wine in, and two kilograms would be 500 points."

"The cost of borrowing a bluestone is too high, right?" Narasha didn't expect that there would be such a thing.

"It's not true. The person in charge is my fourth uncle. There are twelve receptionists in the points hall. There are only two more small rooms in my room. My small room is big with their service room. Haven't you seen my service room? Can you put four big round tables on it."

No. 676 said frankly.

"Okay, not bad. Let's go to your place to set up a table, put things on, and talk while eating." Gongsun Murong admitted that he had misunderstood. He just came to the receptionist, but he was still only in this capacity.
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