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She puffed her cheeks and looked at Cheng Che with a cold expression on her face, "You can have a sofa or a trash can."
"What are the conditions?" Cheng Che was unmoved. He didn't believe that Silver Wolf, a star core hunter who was short of playmates, would agree to his request so easily.
Silver Wolf's eyes swept over the star not far away who was looking at him eagerly. After thinking for a while, he spoke, "Play a new game with me. I heard it's a new game online, called Absolute Zone Zero."
Cheng Che: ...
Oh, I've heard of it and made an appointment.
"Okay." Cheng Che agreed decisively and clapped his hands. "A table, a bigger one, a long sofa and two single sofas, something comfortable, and a trash can would be great. Oh, by the way."
He looked at Silver Wolf and spread his hands, "Where's Sam? Want to come over for dinner?"
Silver Wolf was silent for a moment, and looked at Cheng Che with a complicated look, "Do you have some serious illness that requires you to break the script? Can Sam come here right now?"
"Just pretend I didn't say anything." Cheng Che spread his hands, took out a wet tissue from his bag and waited for the projection. "But if you want me to play games with you, you may have to wait a while. I have to finish my work here."
"Deal." Silver Wolf waved his hand and blew a bubble, seeming to be in a good mood.
"Snapped--"
Following a slight sound, the four members of the train crew looked at Silver Wolf with an indescribable expression.
The girl tied her hair behind her head, rubbed the bubble gum on her face with an annoyed look, and said angrily: "Remember to send me a facial mask!"
She's about to say something bad!
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl disappeared instantly.
San Yue Qi was about to speak but stopped, "The Star Core Hunter... is quite friendly."
Chapter 730 Neither of them is smart!
Remove the internal organs and scales of the fish and wash it clean. Marinate it with scallions, ginger and cooking wine, then pour barbecue sauce on it and rub it evenly. Then use tin foil to make a small plate to serve it. Put it on the fire and slowly smoke and roast it until the fish meat becomes soft like garlic cloves and it will fall apart when poked with chopsticks.
Cheng Che wiped the sauce off his hands, carefully selected two plump sweet potatoes, wrapped them in tin foil and threw them into the oven. Then he sighed, "Okay, the next step is to wait."
The vegetables are strung on bamboo skewers and need to be slowly smoked over a lukewarm fire. There is no way to be in a hurry.
Cheng Che held his thermos cup, stuffed a star core into it, and poured beer in it. "It's a bit inappropriate to drink other alcohol at this time."
On the side, Sanyueqi poked the shiitake mushroom with a cross cut on it with the tip of his chopsticks and asked in confusion: "Why do you have to cut a cross on the shiitake mushroom?"
It's not just a simple cross, but cutting off the middle with a knife to reveal the white flesh.
Cheng Che looked expressionlessly at the mushroom stuck at the front of the skewer of chicken, thought for a moment before speaking, "I don't know, the mushrooms looked like this in the cartoons I watched since I was a child. When I grew up, I found that no matter how I cooked them, they would never be the same, so I peeled them myself, but... this looks delicious."
March 7:…
He is very silent, but what he said makes some sense, and also a little twisted.
San Yue Qi was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, let's eat like this from now on."
After saying this, Sanyueqi patted Xing's shoulder and said, "Have you peeled your apple? I've decided to eat some fruit before the main meal!"
Xing held a small knife in her hand and raised it tremblingly, "I'm thinking about how to cut it into a large bunch. The last time Cheng Che peeled an apple, the skin didn't even break."
March 7:…
Her friends always made her silent.
It’s enough to be able to eat, why do you have to keep eating?
Xing doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder like Cheng Che.
Sanyueqi patted Xing's shoulder, turned his head and looked at Cheng Che, "What should we eat to fill our stomach?"
"Candy?" Cheng Che thought for a moment, then took out a small box from his pocket and said, "Here."
San Yueqi was even more silent, and poked Dan Heng, "What about you?"
"Drink some water." Dan Heng said calmly, his tone seemed to be describing something very serious, "If you eat now, you won't be able to eat later."
San Yueqi blinked his eyes and suddenly found something wrong.
She reached out and grabbed Dan Heng's sleeve, pulling it in front of her. With her other hand, she poked Dan Heng under the eyes, "Why are your eyes red? Are they itchy? Did you rub them hard?"
Dan Heng:......
Dan Heng had a blank expression on his face, but his eyes revealed a hint of despair. "I was rubbed by Cheng Che. He was curious about where the redness under my eyes came from, and he was finally curious enough to do it."
San Yueqi turned around in confusion, "Ah? What's there to be curious about——"
Before he finished speaking, the expression on San Yue Qi's face disappeared instantly.
She touched her head awkwardly, "It seems like I should be curious. After all, Cheng Che's face is clean without anything on it, not even wearing earrings."
At this point, San Yue Qi sat back on the sofa and poked Cheng Che's chin, "Can I be curious about your mole? Sometimes I can see it, sometimes I can't."
Cheng Che: ...
No need!
Cheng Che also had a blank expression on his face, looking at San Yue Qi with a look of despair, "Eating can't stop you from eating?"
Under San Yueqi's curious gaze, Cheng Che sighed and finally said solemnly, "Before you consider whether you can see the mole, why don't you consider whether my chin will disappear along with the mole?"
Having said this, Cheng Che paused.
He raised his hand and pulled the zipper up to cover his chin, "Like this."
As he said this, Cheng Che looked at San Yue Qi as if he was a fool.
San Yue Qi sat back down, holding the candy box and opening the candy, "Okay."
Cheng Che sighed, sat up straight, took out a few pears from the trash can, and used a knife to hollow out the cores.
"Why do we have to drink pear soup when eating barbecue? That's what we did last time we went to Yaliluo Hot Springs." Sanyueqi instantly forgot the fact that he was stupid, turned around and asked curiously, "And why do you know how to cook? Don't you have a lot of nannies at home?"
"Because I got a sore throat from the barbecue!" Cheng Che said coldly, cutting off half of the pear with a knife. "I can cook because I like to eat. What else can I do besides eating, drinking and enjoying life?"
San Yueqi continued to keep his mouth shut and watched Cheng Che cut the red dates, removed the cores, then stuffed them into the pears, and finally stuffed them with rock sugar and wrapped them in tin foil.
She was silent for a moment, thinking about it, "Then why don't we go to Twilight? There is a big auction house there, you can spend money there."
Without waiting for Cheng Che to say anything, Xing finally cut the apple and stuffed a small piece of flesh into San Yueqi's mouth.
She looked at Sanyueqi, who was puffing up his cheeks, with a heavy face, "Sanyue, I suddenly feel that you don't need to study with Latio anymore. I don't think it suits you very well."
The IQ is not compatible.
I feel like March should learn some entertaining and educational stories or games now.
Yes, that’s right, it’s the content of children’s early education enlightenment!
Under San Yueqi's puzzled gaze, Xing pointed at Cheng Che and spread his hands calmly, "He has no money."
March 7:…
It seems like IQ is being looked down upon?
"You're stupid too." Cheng Che looked at Xing with disdain and handed over the chicken skewers that he finally managed to eat. "I don't have money, but Sha Jin has money."
Neither of them is smart!
Plus he's a crow with an empty head...
Dan Heng seems a bit pitiful for some reason.
"How much money did the gold dust give you?" Xing wiped the bamboo sticks, broke off the burnt tip, wrapped it in a napkin and handed it to Sanyueqi. Then he collapsed on the sofa and sighed, "I didn't do anything since I came to Pinocchio, but I always feel a little tired. It feels like my brain has never rested."
On the side, San Yue Qi bit into a skewer and said vaguely, "Are you tired?"
"I don't blame you. Go and have fun." Xing caressed San Yue Qi's head lovingly and muttered in a low voice, "You've never used it..."
At least not so far.
"I don't know how much I gave him, but I linked his wallet as a payment method." Cheng Che said, and then thought, "After I finish here, I should go to the auction house to have a look. I want to buy a watch to match my clothes, and also buy two sets of clothes for the gold dust I found."
At the side, Sanyueqi tilted his head and said, "Is that the child you were holding before? Didn't you pick it up from the trash can?"
"The clothes we pick up are free, which is different from buying them with money."
Cheng Che fell back and collapsed on the sofa, but the back of his head hit something.
He turned his head to look at the uninvited guest at the picnic, and raised his hand hesitantly, "You're here, so... sit down and make me a drink?"
Gallagher looked helpless, "You guys run fast."
Do you know how much harm crazy running can do to a thirteen-year-old uncle?
Chapter 731 How come he is not an outsider? !
After eating and drinking, a few pears wrapped in tin foil are placed on the fire. After they are roasted, the juice in the pear flesh will mix with the melted rock sugar to force out a little sweetness from the red dates, which is just right for eating.
Cheng Che leaned on the sofa and gave a small half of the sofa next to him to Gallagher.
He looked up at the sky and asked curiously, "How do I die in a dream?"
Gallagher closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention, but he still spoke lazily, "What kind of death are you talking about?"
"I want to go to a deeper level of dream." Cheng Che thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "That's where those who were stabbed to death should go, robins or fireflies."
Xing and Sanyueqi leaned against each other and looked down at the shopping app, seemingly thinking about what to buy to match their clothes.
Dan Heng has grown from a little green dragon into a little green dragon with a bloated belly. He is leaning against the armrest of the sofa with his eyes closed to digest his food. It is obvious that he is very full.
Gallagher opened his eyes and glanced around before speaking, "You can't die by yourself?"
"That's impossible." Cheng Che shook his head and sighed heavily. "It seems that there is no way to die in any way. Last time, I was accidentally poked by a claw but didn't die. I went back and plucked my own feathers and cat cake's feathers but didn't die. I even plucked Agu's feathers. As for seeking death... I just got a headache when I fell from the sky to the ground."
It's a bit hard to die, I should have known better...
Forget it, I still have to chatter, mainly because I can’t help it.
Gallagher sighed heavily and glanced at the people around him, assessing in his mind whether these people could be trusted and whether they could confess.
After a long while, Gallagher finally spoke, but his voice was barely audible, "That's not death, it's just... a crude means of transportation."
Cheng Che: ...
Didn't hear clearly.
Cheng Che tugged at the small pendant he had put on his zipper and replayed the recording.