Chapter 261: Party

"Wow, Master Uncle is amazing!" Yang Guo sat on the stone beside him, cheering Zhou Botong.
"Haha, there are even more powerful!" Zhou Botong proudly said, at this time the big tree was already crumbling, and in an instant, he turned in the direction of Zhou Botong.
And Zhou Botong, his body flicked to the side, gave up the axe in his right hand, and immediately made a fist. After his luck, he greeted him head-on, and directly twirled the trunk of the two people together into two sections.
"Wow, Uncle Shi, what's this call?" Yang Guo looked at this scene, surprised.
"This trick is one of the seventy-two roads of Kongmingquan. Do you want to learn it?" Zhou Botong held his head, proudly.
"Think!" Yang Guo nodded seriously, looking forward very much.
"I can teach you, but you help me too!" Zhou Botong took the opportunity to ask for conditions.
"What can I help Uncle Shi?" Yang Guo felt his head strangely.
"You help me steal potato chips from your master!" Zhou Botong said quietly when no one was looking around.
"What is potato chips?" Yang Guo was even stranger.
"You don't even know potato chips? Potato chips are delicious, and the world is delicious." Zhou Botong's turn was strange this time. Yang looked up and down and took out the bag of potato chips from his pocket and handed him.
"This is the paper used to wrap the potato chips!"
"Oh, this is potato chips!" Yang Guo suddenly realized, "It wasn't used for licking!" Although he had eaten potato chips, he had eaten them at that time, and he didn't remember the name at all.
"You, you're mad at me! If it weren't for your master who guarded me all the time, I would have already done it myself!" The smelly thing just now was said by Yang Guo. Ren Zhou Botong's face was thick, and it was faint at the moment There is redness.
"Okay, I promised Uncle Master that he must steal potato chips for martial arts!" Yang Guo blinked and said seriously, "But Uncle Master, my martial arts are insignificant.
"This is simple, I will teach you a few tricks! Look!" Then, Zhou Botong began to play the martial arts in the Jiuyin Zhenjing.
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By the time Zhou Botong and Yang Guo had transported the timber back to the cave, it was already sunset on the west hill. While Wen Hao blamed the two, they had to postpone the plan to build the firewood house.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly. When he came together in the morning, Wen Hao started his architectural plan. At the expensive price of a bag of potato chips, Zhou Botong was helped. Yang Guo also helped halfway. The three of them worked hard for a whole day. The room was finally completed.
"Okay, from today, you can live inside!" Looking at the masterpieces of his three people, Wen Hao said to Zhou Botong.
"Don't you say that the repair is a firewood house? Let me live in it?" Zhou Botong was not happy at all.
"That's why you said that you can sleep in a firewood room first, so I will follow the design of the firewood room! Otherwise, as soon as you leave, the house will be empty and even the firewood will not be piled up. Wouldn't it waste my great work." It should be said, and then a few words of relief. "Relax, the design of this chalet is quite complete. The door is facing the sun, the daylight is good, the window is facing the air vent, and the ventilation is not bad. I still hang so many insulation boards on the wooden wall, and the insulation performance is not good. It will be worse, the drainage facilities are a little worse, and the bamboo tube is used to fight one by one, but at least it can be smooth. The only flaw is the waterproofing of the roof, thatched roof, there is no way to apply waterproof coating, you can only live Let's go! "
After talking, Wen Hao seemed to want to start something, and handed Zhou Botong several iron buckets.
"Why is this for me?"
"If it rains on a rainy day, you can take these buckets and go!"
"..."
"Well, I'll stay here!" This time I changed to Zhou Botong helplessly, and then quickly added a sentence, "I was looking at the face of potato chips, and I agreed to stay here."
"Well, the new house is completed. I am going to do a PARTY tonight."
"Master, what is a ladder?" This time Yang Guo was curious.
"It's a party full of potato chips and beer!"
"What is beer, is it delicious?" Zhou Botong rubbed his hands, looking forward to ask.
"Uh, you'll know by then!" The more explanations, the more problems, the generation gap is too large, it is better to say nothing.
"That Yang Guo, you should go back!" At this time, Wen Hao urged again.
"Today Zhao Zhijing went down the mountain. I can stay longer!"
"Oh I got it."
"Brother, when will the ladder start?" Zhou Botong at this time could not wait.
"Now!" Wen Hao said, pulling Zhou Botong to sit down.
"Just three of us?" Zhou Botong said again.
"Why, how many more people do you want to share potato chips with you?" Wen Hao scolded, and then took out a box of beer from the space.
"Master, what is this?" Yang Guo became curious again.
"Don't ask kids so much, just look at it!" Wen Hao scolded, then drew out a bottle of beer, bit off the lid, and gulped.
Zhou Botong and Yang Guo watched Wen Hao's movements and hurriedly pulled out a few bottles from the box. Learning Wen Hao's appearance, he bit off the beer lid and drank up.
"Aren't you happy?" Wen Hao asked with a smile after watching Zhou Botong dry a bottle of beer in one breath.
"Unhappy, this wine has no taste!" Zhou Botong wondered with a burp.
"Yao Weier, right." Wen Hao took a bottle of Erguotou from the space and handed it to Zhou Botong, "This is full of energy!"
Zhou Botong took Erguotou in doubt and couldn't open the lid, so he shot off the bottleneck and poured it directly into his mouth.
A bottle of diarrhea, Zhou Botong repeatedly hit three wine hiccups.
"This is strong enough!" Wen Hao asked proudly.
"Enough ... Enough ..." Zhou Botong didn't finish a word, his head was crooked, and he just passed by.
Watching Zhou Botong's drunkenness, Wen Hao shook his head and called Yang Guo. The two carried Zhou Botong to the wooden bed of the new house.
"Master, Uncle's martial arts are very high!" The two continued to come back to drink beer, and Yang Guo suddenly made such a sentence.
"His martial arts is indeed a little higher than that of his teacher." Wen Hao admitted with a blush and a heartless heart. "But his temperament is like a child. You have a chance to apply more martial arts from him!"
"Today, when Uncle Shi and I went to the mountain for logging, he had already handed me a few tricks."
"Boy is good, start quickly!" Wen Hao showed a complacent look ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But later he asked me to use potato chips for martial arts! A pack of potato chips changes one trick. "
"Fuck, martial arts are so cheap, or potato chips have appreciated in value?" Wen Hao wondered, and then took out ten packs of potato chips from the space and handed them to Yang Guo. "Then you learn these martial arts with these ten tricks."
"Thank you, Master!" Yang Guo took the potato chips and couldn't hold it. Wen Haoshun passed the plastic bag over and packed the potato chips.
"It's not too early, you should go back soon, so as not to be found!" The two master apprentices drank for another half an hour, Wen Hao said.
"Yes, Master!" Yang Guo got up with a plastic bag, bowed in respect to Wen Hao, and then turned around, ready to leave.
"Wait!" Wen Hao stopped Yang Guo and took out a bucket of instant noodles from the space. "It's so late, you went back and didn't eat anything, take the instant noodles back, but remember that you can't eat them dry, tear the ingredients inside, mix them with the noodles, take the blisters for an hour and then eat again!"
"Well, I remember, thank you Master!" Yang Guo bowed his head and thanked, but a little tears burst into his eyes, and when he left again, the pace was easier.