Chapter 58: Chicken ribs

"How? There are a few loyal customers so fast?" Zi Yan was curious.
"Well, they are eating here for me three meals a day." Zhang Han replied.
"It seems that you really have two brushes..."
Sitting in the back seat of the car, Zhang Han and Zi Yan chat for a while.
In the back, Meng Meng was a little anxious, and she couldn't understand. How can it be longer and longer when chatting with Ma Ma?
Under the urging of Meng Meng, Zhang Han handed the phone to Meng Meng and drove to Xinyue Bay.
For more than half an hour, when I returned to the restaurant, Meng Meng was reluctant to hang up.
On the second floor bedroom, Zhang Han walked to the living room with a gentle walk after the little princess fell asleep.
Open the antique bag that I bought and watch it carefully with that piece of copper.
"It's time to see your true face!"
Zhang Han smiled slightly.
Although this copper money is rusty, it is a first-order Lingbao! I want to come under this rust, hiding the baby like a jade.
Zhang Han’s eyes glowed with a green mang, and his spirits ran his fingers, forcing a drop of bright red blood and dripping blood on the copper coins.
"Refining!"
Zhang Han whispered, thumb and index finger licking the copper coins, began to refine the spirit of this order, a very dim light of the sky flashing on the finger, want to refine this treasure, still have to spend a lot of effort .
This is also the reason why Zhang Han’s strength is relatively low, because there is no spiritual knowledge at all during the training period.
If you have the knowledge, you can use the spiritual knowledge to refine the treasure. Now Zhang Han can only use his own blood as a medium to refine and refine his treasure by constantly reinducing spiritual power.
This method is not practical, but there is no choice in low strength. There is no such thing as spiritual knowledge. It is necessary to know that spiritual knowledge is the most basic energy. With the improvement of cultivation, the spiritual knowledge will gradually become a god, knowledge. If you do, you will have a low attack power, and more and more functions can be used.
After a full hour of refining, Zhang Hancai succeeded in refining it.
However, after getting the information of the treasure, Zhang Han did not have the joy of success. When he opened his eyes, he spit out a few words:
"So garbage?"
Zhang Han took a look at the copper coins. At this time, the rust on the copper coins disappeared. Instead, it was a solemn bronze with a fascinating texture on it. The beauty was good.
But its function, in Zhang Han's opinion, is too tasteless, and even he uses the word "garbage" to describe it.
Its function is .... similar to the transformation, you can change the appearance of people, for example, if Zhang Han thinks, now you can turn the appearance into purple or other people, this treasure is in the human body The table forms a light wave that confuses others through deformation.
For Zhang Han, there is no strength improvement, and there is no function that he wants. This is a chicken-ribbed treasure.
As everyone knows, if this treasure is known to the people in the killer world, it will definitely be called the ‘sacre! ’
If you think about it, you can change your body. It means that they can enter and exit the enemy positions at will, and they are already invincible.
But it is not used in Zhang Han's eyes. He feels that he can only change the appearance of Zi Zi when his family goes out shopping, and the copper money can not exceed 30 meters from the scope of the caster.
"What is broken."
Zhang Han threw the copper coins on the coffee table.
Pick up the little fish that Meng Meng is looking at and smell it with Wen Bao.
In that case, the smell is the taste of ancient jade, but there is a slight anomaly in the center of the ancient jade.
"What is it?"
Zhang Han squatted and his fingers licked the jade beads on the fish's mouth.
"Hey!"
The spiritual power was applied to the fingers, and the power of the millennium was smashed, and the jade beads on the fish mouth were suddenly cut off.
Zhang Han once again used Wen Bao Nao, this time smelling the unique aroma of the treasure.
"It turned out to be Yu Yanlu."
Zhang Han’s gaze leaked a trace of sorrow. This ancient jade is a yang jade. It has the probability of producing jade inflammatory dew in an extremely hot environment, just as black hair and cattle have the potential to grow into Kobe cows.
This jade inflammatory dew is also a hundred-year time. It is a first-order Lingbao. It is close to the second-order Lingbao. Its energy is violent, and it can enhance some strengths, mainly to improve the body, but Zhang Han does not intend to use it.
Because the absorption of jade inflammation, it is necessary to bear a lot of pain, and if Zhang Han is not in the training period, the absorption is OK, and the absorption effect is not good during the training period, not to mention the jade inflammation is not pure.
"Put it in the Leiyang tree tomorrow."
Zhang Han put the small fish up and went to the bedroom to rest.
In the evening, he did not turn on the computer, which made one person almost in a hurry. That was Li Fan who was in front of the computer.
He already doesn't know how much mail he sent to 'Hot Sun,' but all the mail is like a sinking sea, no news.
This made him very helpless, until twelve o'clock, he had some headaches to rest.
......
At 6 o'clock the next morning, Meng Meng got up, Zhang Han took her to the Xinyue Mountain, and the jade inflammatory dew in the ancient jade fish let Leiyang tree absorb and store.
There is no good application object now. Although Xiaohe can take it, it has already absorbed the traces of the fifth-order Lingbao Leiyang tree and pure Yang. If it is sucking the jade, it is purely icing on the cake. It’s a bit violent.
As for the absorption, it will make people too painful, so this thing can only be kept for a while, so that Zhang Han feels like a copper coin, it is a somewhat chickeny thing.
Back to the restaurant is almost seven o'clock.
At this time, Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing, Zhao Dahu, Zhao Feng have been waiting in front of the restaurant, and there are two young men besides them.
The two occasionally spoke a few words to Zhao Dahu, apparently because they saw Zhao Dahu’s circle of friends and came over with curiosity.
"The boss is good, Meng Meng is good." Liang Mengqi saw Zhang Han and took the lead to say hello.
"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded faintly.
Meng Meng has a lot of enthusiasm, holding the right hand and greeted: "Miss sister is good..."
"What do we eat today?" Liang Mengqi asked again.
"Eat egg fried rice in the morning." Zhang Han answered the door while opening the door.
"Then, there is no food?" Yu Qingqing asked.
Yesterday, the three dishes I ate, and I went back home to play mobile games to play in the middle of the night. When I was going to sleep, I was hungry. I closed my eyes and all the eggs were fried rice and white rice and the three dishes. Green and hungry, almost to the point of being intolerable.
In desperation, Yu Qingqing soaked instant noodles. If it was normal, Yu Qingqing would definitely eat it in a hungry situation, and he would eat it very fragrant, but this time, Yu Qingqing smelled the noodles and some woody. A sip, and even spit it out, I feel that it is tasteless.
So she dumped her face, couldn't eat it, couldn't get into her mouth, but closed her eyes and the shadow of the egg fried rice.
In the end, Yu Qingqing tossed for a long time, falling asleep in the case of counting:
"A bowl of egg fried rice."
"Two bowls of egg fried rice."
"..."
"One thousand and one hundred and twenty-three bowls of egg fried..."
This is a kind of torment for Yu Qingqing. At this time, Yu Qingqing looked at Zhang Han and his eyes were very close. At the same time, he decided to go to bed early. If he stayed up late, he would have to toss for at least two hours. It’s too uncomfortable to fall asleep.
In the face of Yu Qingqing’s question, Zhang Han shook his head and said:

It’s easier to eat in the morning, no food, only egg fried rice and milk.

"Oh." Yu Qingqing nodded, her expression was lost. She was hungry for the middle of the night and wanted to eat more. The egg fried rice seemed to be somewhat unsatisfied with her food.
The more you eat, the more you want, and this is also human nature.
Seeing the expression of Yu Qingqing, Zhao Dahu’s eyes turned. When Zhang Han opened the door and walked inward, he said,
Boss, you are not doing the right way to cook. There is a saying like this: breakfast is good, lunch Eat enough, eat less at dinner."
"This sentence is scientifically based. The breakfast is good for nutrition. Because the human body has not eaten for ten hours in the morning, the stomach is in an empty state, and the blood sugar level is also reduced to the extent that it needs to be eaten. Burnout, fatigue, irritability, irritability, unresponsiveness, etc., so breakfast should be the best."
Zhao Dahu, a pair of experts, is an expert expression, shaking his head and saying:
"Lunch is full, because lunch is a transfer station that can be used to ensure that there is enough energy supply. As for this dinner, eating less will not increase the burden on the stomach, nor will it cause excess fat accumulation. It is also because of the evening. People have less activity."
Zhao Dahu’s series of words made Liang Mengqi and others give him a thumbs up.
"Oh?" Zhang Hanwei smiled and looked at him strangely. He said, "The amount you eat for dinner... seems to be over-standard. Then I will give you less to do later dinner."
"No!" Zhao Dahu exclaimed and said: "Don't! Boss brother, you will be fart when I just said."
"Yeah, yeah, he is fart." Yu Qingqing said anxiously: "The original words are full for breakfast, lunch, dinner, no meal, and the most scientific one must add a nightingale!"

"Night?" Zhang Han Renjun could not help but smile.
"Well, the boss is joking." Liang Mengqi sneaked Yu Qingqing and said with a smile: "What do the bosses do, what do we eat, do you think the boss will treat the cute little princess? We, all of them are Borrowing the light of the cute little princess, or you can't even eat the fried rice."
"Amount.....Yes." Yu Qingqing grinned and smiled. She was also a little embarrassed. She felt that her reaction was too radical. She looked at Meng Meng and said with a smile: "I really want to thank you very much. Meng Meng."
"Yes, no, we can eat such a delicious meal." Zhao Dahu echoed.
"Giggle.... You're welcome, you're welcome..." Meng Meng giggled, waving their hands with them, very happy.