Chapter 1829: Suck

After dinner, Randy followed Visenio to visit his mansions around the city of chaos, and had a deep understanding of the rich material life this brother had gained after no effort was needed.
"Look, the life of the rich is so simple and uninteresting." Visenio locked the door and sighed. "Let's move to another place tonight. It's too tacky. It's all gold and silver objects. . "
"Okay." Randy is numb. This man is good at everything, but he likes to be hard-hearted, and has a little difficulty choosing.
"By the way, tomorrow I will take you to meet a few friends and get to know them, which is good for you." In the carriage, Visenio said, "It's all the same meal, you can get it from your predecessors. Some experience has made my career longer. It is important to know that among them, there is a dwarf who is more than 400 years old. He has killed eight rich women and gained countless wealth. It is an evergreen in the soft rice world. "
"Is this the legend ... Soft Rice Alliance?" Randy was startled.
Visenio slightly thought and nodded with a smile: "The name is not bad."
"Then I must go and see." Randy nodded. He suddenly felt that this might become an important turning point in his life, and may even change his writing career.
Maybe years later, he will write a book "The Years That I Eat Soft Rice" to commemorate his youth.
Or write a tutorial, the title of which is selected in "Uncommon How You Can Eat Soft Rice", "Aunt, I don't want to work hard", "Aunt: You Want to Eat Butt".
"By the way, we continue the topic that we just did not finish in the restaurant. How should boys protect themselves when facing tiger-like women ..."
"Brother, did you just fail to protect yourself and feel like you're going to be drained at any time ..." Randy interrupted cautiously, looking at Weisen's face, which was slightly slower after eating a big pot and jumping over the wall. Neo, feeling he was close to being squeezed out.
"You say me, this is a talent." Visenio smiled. "I was weak since I was young, and I just met my wife. My physique is worse than it is now, but my toughness is extremely strong. You think I No, actually I can come again seven times.
For women, it will have a strong desire to conquer, and I always feel that I can dry you out immediately, but I can't do it. Of course, this kind of technology can't be learned by most people. "
"Brother, great! Take it, take it." Randy stared at him and gave him a thumbs up.
He suddenly felt he had a long way to go.
King of soft rice!
I'm coming!
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At the end of the business hours in the evening, McGonagall closed the door, and Irina came down from the upstairs, holding two crystal glasses and a decanter filled with red wine, shaking it in her hand, watching McGonagall groaning: Have a drink? "
"Of course, what else do you want to eat?" McGonagall looked at her with a smile.
Irina thought a little: "Just the last time you roasted the shell. By the way, grill another shrimp. I haven't eaten the grilled shrimp for a long time."
"Okay." McGonagall agreed and went into the kitchen. Now he bought two dozen scallops from the system and two crayfish from the water tank. After simple handling, he put it on the grill.
"I heard that Hannah's winery was blown up?" Irina asked, smiling while standing at the door of the kitchen, leaning against the door frame, watching the garlic that was cutting garlic.
"Well, something went wrong with the machine and it exploded at one point, but she started making again in two days." McGonagall nodded and said with a smile: "You didn't see her like that, the gray face was bombed, The hair is blown. "
"I listened to them." Irina nodded with a smile, and Ashley briefed her this morning about what McGonagall had done with Hannah.
"By the way, I plan to open a seafood shop. Can I hire employees from the dark night elves?" McGonagall asked.
"Seafood store?"
"Yes, I plan to cooperate with Landist. They are responsible for salvage and transportation. I am responsible for selling, so that the residents of the city of chaos can eat fresh and delicious seafood." McGonagall nodded with a smile.
"Your octopus whiskers are provided by them?" Irina was a little surprised.
"Yes, after all, they live in the sea. Fishing these things is more handy than fishermen in endless seas, and selling seafood can also generate income for them, and the money can be used to buy what they need." McGonagall nodded.
Irina nodded. "Tomorrow I will ask Ashley to arrange it for you. How many people do I need?"
Macquarie thought about it: "The first batch of talents who need ten people, easy hands and feet, can adapt to mass sales, we plan to use octopus to open the market, and later slowly add other types of seafood."
"Hmm." Irina promised, knowing that McGonagall mostly wanted to use the Mai Mi restaurant to drive consumption, and she didn't understand these things, so she was too lazy to participate.
Add a little soaked scallops to the scallops, then scoop the stir-fried garlic and millet on the scallops. After a while, the scallops will radiate an attractive fragrance between the oil and the garlic, and come out Sprinkle a handful of green onions before, and two dozen charcoal grilled scallops are freshly baked.
The back of the prawns with long arms and the pliers were cut with a knife. As they were roasted, the mouth gradually became larger, scooping in full garlic, so that the taste slowly soaked. Shrimp smell is already overflowing, put it out of the pan.
During the waiting time for grilled shrimps, McGonagall also grilled 30 skewers of mutton. Unfortunately, grilled pork belly and enoki mushrooms have not yet gained experience, otherwise they must taste their taste.
By the way, the grilled brain flower is also excellent.
McGonagall walked out of the kitchen with two large iron plates on the table.
Irina licked her red lips and glanced at the red wine at hand. "It feels like the wine is a bit out of place. The barbecue and beer are better."
"It's also wonderful to drink some red wine to start your appetite, then drink beer." McGonagall picked up the glass and smiled, "Cheers."
"Cheers, just toast." Irina picked up the glass and drank a whole glass of red wine.
After taking a small sip, McGonagall raised his eyebrows and hesitated. He also drank tons of red wine from the glass.
"Beer." Irina put down the glass, her face flushed with two blushes, and she glanced at McGonagall.
"I'll pour it." McGonagall smiled and walked towards the kitchen. After a while, he came out with two glasses of beer, and took out a small beer barrel.
Irina has a large amount of wine, although it is not as drunk as a thousand glasses, but it can never be dealt with by one or two glasses of beer.
"Suck."
Irina pinched a scallop with and put it in her mouth, then used a small spoon to put the vermicelli and scallop meat into her mouth, and took a bite of sweet and delicious soup.