MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 70

"Have you contacted Wei Ge?"

"No, there is no response from the live broadcast system. Strangely, even if Wei Ge is temporarily inconvenient, the live broadcast system can still be contacted. Is there an accident? It seems to be blocked by something vaguely. ...you won't be so unlucky to dress up as a sealed monster, and then you won't be able to send letters to the outside world because of the settings, right?"

"It's not bad to dress up as a big demon, you can live broadcast the demon to make some money every day." Qingchuan remembered how the live broadcast system disliked his host in the last video, and smiled unconsciously on his face.

But I don't know why, but in front of the camera, it's plain and unattractive.

With the blessing of money, his plot tasks are well done. But the live broadcast tasks are rarely completed with high scores. In the end, it is completely by doing side quests to subsidize and earn a lot of faith points to pass with a high score.

When the live broadcast system said this, it gritted its teeth at its host. Now it no longer expects the host to complete the task with a high score, it requires Wei Ge to at least fill it with the time required by the live broadcast.

Well, well…

Weige chooses to live to sleep, eight hours a day, reasonable arrangement.

Live broadcast system: I want to eat the Lord!

Heard this craftsman system: I don't usually feel much cooperation with the host, so I finally got the advantages from such a comparison.

The bistro closes at eleven o'clock, and regular customers know that they will not stay late on purpose and will say goodbye a few minutes earlier.

Arrived at 11:11, seeing that there were no more customers, Qingchuan closed the door, but the shop was not closed, he was waiting for another kind of customer.

A lamp, a door.

Before the mission, Qingchuan had saved up a little bit of diamonds and bought all of the 'Basic Application of Spiritual Power - God and Ghost Chapter', a booklet as thin as a lamp manual, and charged him four hundred There are so many diamonds that the **** of poverty once again comes to the door, and he can no longer squeeze out the money to buy righteous bones.

The main brain is doing a good business, and a book of spiritual power usage is divided into 'basic', 'introduction', 'in-depth'... and each grade is also subdivided into ghosts and mechas , Daily articles... The system says that the mastermind is a big profiteer, and it's not wrong at all.

Qingchuan found that the martial arts secrets he sold to the master had appeared on it, and the price was more than 3,000 diamonds. At that time, the mood was really... He made 500 diamonds when he sold it. Isn't this middleman making too much money?

Sure enough, monopoly is the foundation of getting rich.

He took the little zombie out and made it a fruit platter.

There are so many monsters in the spirit sea, only Guoguo gets this kind of treatment from time to time, and she can't hide her eccentricity.

Of course, in order to show that the hypocritical host did not really completely forget the group of little monsters waiting to be fed, he still took a large plate of fruits, snacks, and meals for everyone to enjoy.

Others can say that the sand girl will melt whatever she touches.

Fortunately, Qingchuan also has the special effect skill of 'black tailor'. He makes a stack of gloves specially designed to restrain sandification. Although a pair can only last ten minutes without sandification, it is enough for the sand girl to have a meal .

However, the sand girl does not eat the 'corpses' of plants. She thinks that the plants are her good friends and cannot eat them, so the sand girl only eats meat, meat, and eggs. Various seasonings fermented by plants also adapt well.

Each monster has its own preferences, with such a small number, it has also developed vegetarian pie, meat pie, sweet pie, salty pie, sauce pie, non-stick sauce pie, etc. dozens of factions.

"It's all free time. When the small store comes out, I'll let them deliver takeout one by one, and see if they still have the mind to peel the apples or not?"

'Ding Dong~'

The special small wind chime at the door is automatic without wind, Qingchuan knows that the guests are coming.

He looked up and saw a dead man with a pale face and blue eyes, his hair was disheveled and wearing ancient clothes, although it was silk satin, he had no jewelry, and his clothes were wrinkled The appearance that hasn't been changed in a hundred years looks very desolate.

The dead soul man looked around in surprise and sniffed, "How come I didn't know there was such a place in the soul world?"

"Welcome, this is the service station for special creatures in the world. It is officially recognized and established for friendly communication between humans and monsters. Do you have any needs?" Qingchuan standing behind the counter Generous and decent, gentle and considerate, with the supreme attitude of the service industry, it is easy to let people off guard.

"Is that so? I didn't know it before... Is it because I haven't communicated with people for too long?"

"Our store has launched a series of human food that can be eaten by monsters, and has special blessing effects. The price is fair, and it accepts gold, silver, jade, various funerals, and stunts. What do you want?"

A true story.

One was in a trance.

"But I... I was just buried, and the tomb was stolen. Except for the clothes on my body, the jade beads in my mouth were taken away, and nothing was left."

Qingchuan suddenly thought that the ancients still had the habit of stuffing things into the back door of the dead, and he couldn't help but ponder...

The man was downcast and was about to leave.

"This guest, please wait a moment." Qingchuan stopped him, "We also provide free drinks and snacks."

"Please tell your story."

"Hey, it's four o'clock, why isn't it open yet." The white-collar worker in a neat suit looked at his watch and then at the silent door, "I came early today, I should let I ate the main set meal."

He knew this shop a month ago, and he has been eating for three weeks and five days in a row, but because he worked overtime all the year round, he has never eaten the main set meal, and today even the date of the company girl is not enough If you refuse, you will eat the main set meal that the bistro is passed down as a myth.

It is said that the small boss is very individual. The main set menu is 30 servings a day, and only so many materials are prepared. If it's late, it's useless to cry and beg, ah, it's unexpectedly cold.

And this set is changed every day, if you can't eat it, it depends on fate Can remember to do it again.

"It's all for eating? I thought I was the only one who didn't drink and eat at the pub. I don't like drinking normally. Besides, drinking alone is boring." A professional lady in blue pursed her lips and smiled.

"I've been here since the first day it opened. I was looking for it because I missed the meal, but the result was amazing and the taste was first-class. Speaking of which, the little boss is really an adult. Is it?" A young man who was also waiting said with a smile, "His appearance and temperament are very good, like a son-in-law raised by someone with a deep background."

"It's good to eat, but what does it matter?" A middle-aged man said, "I was going to quit my job, but the work was hard and dirty, and I was often scolded as a dog. The motivation is to come here to eat and have a drink after get off work. No matter how badly you complain, the little boss can listen to it quietly, even my wife is impatient to listen to me.”

"Yeah, I didn't leave because I was drunk the day before yesterday, and the little boss called a taxi to send it back, and took pictures of the license plate number and driver's license plate. He looked small and worked. It’s very reliable. His home-brewed wine is also delicious. It’s not the same as the ones sold outside. It has a sweet fragrance. After drinking it, you won’t be thirsty, and you won’t have a headache the next day, but you will sleep well all night.”

"I like their pale rice wine, milky white translucent liquor, low alcohol, sweet and refreshing, and not too high, girls can drink a few glasses. You can also ask for a slice of lemon and Mint leaves, it's even better with the creamy tortillas here."

Another woman said that the clothes looked like bank staff, and the bank was still some distance away.

"I prefer burning clouds, burning hot from the throat all the way to the stomach, the whole body is hot and refreshing."

"Hey, buddy, we meet again?" The young man in the suit suddenly pointed to a man standing out from the crowd.

This man is wearing a very elegant silver-gray suit, his coat is taken off and folded over his arms, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, even if he does not speak, he still has a strong sense of presence.

"I see you every time, which company are you near here?"

"I don't work near here." The man smiled slightly, "I came here specially."

A group of people guarded the closed door to discuss their favorite things, and the eyes of the bosses who opened the door for a day but the door was empty were envious with tears in their eyes. They also opened the door to do business. Is this gap too big?

Even if it is a trust, this one month is too much, right? For something to eat, as for? Where can I run out of food and have to run down the street to wait?

At this time, there was movement from the rolling shutter door.

"The boss came out, he opened the door."

The rolling shutter door slowly opened, the warm lights came on, and the aroma of the food wafted out.

So the crowd swarmed in and swarmed in, occupying their favorite sites, and ordering food at the menu on the wall, not at all hesitant to look at the price list on weekdays, I can't wait to grow four stomachs and order all the delicious food.

The main set menu has 30 places for each serving. The first batch of them don't have to worry about not being able to eat, they can order slowly according to their own preferences.

Today's main package name is 'Drunken West Lake'.

The main dish is Dongpo Pork, the side dishes are West Lake Vinegar Fish, West Lake Watermelon Soup, Longjing Shrimp, Osmanthus Honey Lotus, Songsao Fish Soup, and the snacks are Xiao Long Bao, Osmanthus Lotus Flour. The price of a set is only about 300 yuan, which in the eyes of diners is the price of diamond-quality glass.

Probably to cater to the theme of drunk, the tavern also launched a new wine, sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Drinkers have long noticed this aftertaste. The aroma of really good wine, just passing by the slightest trace, is enough to make people fascinated.

"Incense."

Also guests noticed two new palace lanterns hanging on both sides of the bistro.

Red lacquered hexagonal lamp, carved wood and painted silk, long red tassel hanging down. There are also two high-footed copper basins in the corner, and there is a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Although they are all small embellishments, they further enhance the slow-paced life and enjoyment of life that the bistro has conveyed since its opening.

"Little boss, you want me to tell you that it's time to add some wine to your pub. Other people's pubs are full of drinkers, boxes of beer, blow a bottle, the boss I'm so happy that I can't open my eyes. Your home is good, the pub is full of diners, and the wine is just the aftertaste after dinner. Hey, you said, this pub that doesn't sell beer is still a pub?"

A guest sat in front of the long cabinet and made fun of the young boss.

"Then go to another pub to drink beer, don't compete with us for a spot." Another drinker said.

"Go, I will die here, and no one will try to rob my wine."

There is a clear distinction between the customers who come for dinner and the customers who come for drinking. The customers who eat are sitting below, and the customers who drink are sitting in front of the long cabinet.

Qing Chuan smiled and registered the order, "I don't like those beers on the market, and the things I don't like won't appear here."

He put the list away, "and I only welcome guests who understand alcohol, not those who drink too much. Newly brewed sweet-scented osmanthus wine, sealed in the soil for a year, no smoke, only sold one day A small altar."

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Don't say, there are only so many kinds of wine in this tavern, but there are many drinkers, just because his wine is good, the taste of wine will never deceive people, whether the quality is good or not, the sincerity is enough It's not enough, the old alcoholic who really knows how to drink will know it as soon as he drinks it.

The wine in the tavern is all grain wine and fruit wine, and it takes a lot of thought, so the output is low and the price is high, but the alcoholics like it.

These wines are by no means comparable to those on the market.

Unfortunately, the small boss does not accept take-out package services, nor does he allow one person to order too much for others to drink, and set a limit, otherwise he can take all the wine by himself.

The drunkard thought to himself.

"Have a glass of osmanthus wine."

"Okay, wait a minute. I'm bored and find a book to read."

The drinker couldn't help laughing, "This is where you are, and the guests have to wait, and the guests have to find books to read by themselves. What do you think of a lot of prose classics. You should put some Magazine storytelling, fast food literature is all the rage now.”

Qingchuan leaned over and took out the wine jar.

He opened the mud seal, tore off the red cloth, and said, "This bookshelf is not just for you, I put it downstairs because I can't put it downstairs. The collected books, if damaged, will be compensated according to the price.”

On the apex of the heart, it is so itchy.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, like a rain in the south of the Yangtze River. He was so drunk that his heart was broken, and his soul was agitated.

"It smells good." The diners who sat further away also smelled the dark fragrance.

"This wine is not strong, can girls drink it?"

After taking several spoons, the man kept shouting "more, more."

"I want a drink."

"I'll have one too."

Diners couldn't be greedy, they scrambled to ask for wine, and made those drinkers who came to drink in a hurry, "Hey, I said that you are enough, just eat and drink, what kind of wine are you drinking. Little boss, pour it slowly, ouch, my sweet-scented osmanthus wine is going to bottom out, if you can't do it, you need to pour me another glass."

Qingchuan didn't care about the diners and drinkers, turned off the slow fire of stewing Dongpo pork, and opened the jar of stewing meat.

Suddenly, the aroma of wine left in the space was replaced by a more domineering and strong aroma of meat. This aroma is like an invincible general, covering the entire tavern like a wind and a cloud. The thick and mellow meat aroma has powerfully captured all the olfactory systems.

"Fragrance! Really fragrant!"

The first customer who ordered Dongpo Pork lifted up a plate with meat and a bowl of white rice under countless gazes.

The soup was poured on it, making the big piece of meat even more oily and attractive.

The man sat on the seat, poked his chopsticks, as if he had poked into a ball of cream, he cut a small piece with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth, his face became intoxicated The skin and flesh are red and crispy, the white meat melts in the mouth, the red meat is fat but not greasy, the more fragrant it is, the diners lie on it like a hungry wolf.

"Is it delicious? How does it taste?" one person asked.

"Hmm." Someone swallowed.

There is no meat in wine, neither beautiful nor beautiful, boss, bring some meat, big chunks, oily, Dongpo meat."

"The small boss's Dongpo pork is not the same as the Dongpo pork in my hometown. What kind of stew does the boss use, the mutton taste of the pork is not eaten at all, and it has a cheese-like texture. And it's even better. Originally it was fat, but it was still sweet, and the combination of the two was not greasy at all, and with such a mellow and delicious taste, it actually increased appetite."

"The secret lies in the wine." Seeing people have doubts, Qingchuan doesn't hide it at all. "The most authentic Dongpo pork is stewed in an aged wine jar."

"The wine jar? It's actually a wine jar?" The diners suddenly realized, clapped their hands and said, "How wonderful, this is a wine jar of good wine that has been stored in the past five years to enhance the taste so mellow. Profound. Just this Dongpo Pork dish shows that the chef's skills are superb, little boss, you are this." He extended two thumbs.

" He said that the most authentic Chinese food can be eaten here, and it's so delicious. It's incredible to be able to make such a delicacy from the fat I hate the most. It's really an amazing skill. And the boss is super handsome. It's a wise decision for Xin Sang's company to relocate here."

A literate little girl next to him spoke, with a strong foreign accent. "No wonder Xin Sang insists on returning to China. This is the country of delicious food. I must introduce it to my family."

"It is our boss's decision to move the company, but the biggest gain is the small boss's tavern."

Hearing this, Qing Chuan smiled slightly and accepted the praise without modesty, "Today, we will provide wolfberry chrysanthemum tea for free to clear your mouth."

"The little boss is great." When he heard that there was free tea, the diners cheered, Qingchuan never fooled, a free drink must also have a unique idea, and the atmosphere in the tavern was just right for a while.

The purple gold copper bell hanging on the gate ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong, a thin young girl led a group of people in, she was like a walker who discovered a desert oasis Excited, with a strong desire in his eyes.

The group consisted of old and young, male and female, they only had one very obvious thing in common, they were all very thin, like a row of bamboo poles with clothes hanging in them one after another.

"This is it!"