Two-dimensional troublemaker system

Chapter 47 Sell Roast Chicken!

Feeding a big fool is not something everyone can do.

Even people like the Age of God, who have the nutrient solution and the Uzumaki physique, are exhausted enough.

What's more, Ah Wang is just an ordinary child?

Well, it's just a little bit more meaty than ordinary children.

When Awang appeared in front of Jindai with a tired face bent over and crumbling, Jindai couldn't help but look at the child again with admiration.

"Well! Well done, Awang, you have a bright future, I am very optimistic about you."

"Um, Boss, Boss, I'm hungry again, I just want to eat roast chicken."

Awang's face was pale, and he began to doubt himself in his heart.Is it the worst decision in my life to have such a boss?
Think about yourself as the leader, that is a prestige.

The adults who go out with the leader are the most warmly welcomed every time they come back.

Miss me Awang!A dignified seven-foot man. Well, a dignified seven-inch man!

In the future, he is going to be the man who is the successor of the leader.

Why do I want the unlucky Ren, this unreliable little kid in front of me, to be my boss?

There is definitely something wrong with this, and I, Ngawang, must not just give in so easily.

"Want to eat roast chicken? All right."

"Ah boss! You are really my parents!"

"Eh? Wait, don't come here, shit! Why are you hugging my feet? Snot! Snot! Don't wipe the snot on my pants!"

The taste of grilled chicken is really delicious!

I, Awang, swear to all the grilled chickens I can eat in the future, I, Awang, can never live without you.

I, Awang, absolutely live up to every golden grilled chicken.

After finally breaking free from Awang, Kamyo touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

His eyes looked like a ghost, looking at the little kid who regarded himself as his parents, did he do something wrong?

Rolling his eyes, he saw Awang who admired his roast chicken so much, a smile appeared on Kamdai's face.

That's right, no matter what the world is, only good food is justice, and only good food is irresistible.

Because of someone's fault, the generation of gods who lost their stamina BUFF, what can be used to remedy it.

music?comics?novel?

Well, it's impossible to sing, not in this lifetime.
drop.

Congratulations to the host, successfully triggered the refresh daily task: facing the sun every morning, singing a song in front of no less than ten people (task difficulty: C)

Peng!
Depend on!
Make trouble, right? ?
The angry Jindai couldn't help it on the spot, and dropped the thing he was holding in his hand.

"Oh? Boss doesn't want to eat roast chicken? Why did you drop the seasoning?"

Seeing the bottle that stopped rolling on the ground, Awang's eyes lit up.Immediately recognized that this is the mysterious seasoning used by the boss when roasting chicken.

However, Awang with short legs trot forward and picked up the seasoning bottle, and then his face changed to look like he was about to cry.

"Damn, boss, you're such a jerk, you're throwing empty jars everywhere"

Ngawang burst into tears, and kicked away the boss's conspiracy to set up his own family, and the plot went bankrupt.

However, this is definitely not the most important thing, the important thing is how can you deceive a child's heart like this, boss?
Are you not afraid that the child's heart will be broken?
"Awang, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and help?"

"Ah? Oh! Boss is here, come here!"

Sadly, I still wait until I, Awang, finish eating the roast chicken.

Come again to mourn the misfortune, the seasoning bottle that died in the hands of the boss is ready
Not far from the broken house, in the small room opposite.

Sarutobi Shinnosuke, who was locked inside, raised his head when he heard the voices of Jindai and Awang, and looked in the direction where the two left.

Boss?

When he saw the two small backs clearly, Sarutobi Shinnosuke twitched his eyes.

Why are they both captives, why is there such a big difference between woolen captives?

No, was there a scent just now?What kind of broken cottage, don't you even care about lunch?

But that kid, it's only been one night, and he already has a little follower?
That kid is really interesting, but
I am like a bodhisattva crossing the river and I can't protect myself, so why worry about a child?
Close your eyes and lean against the wall to reduce your own consumption.

Sarutobi Shinnosuke no longer wants to complain about the service quality of this copycat.

Gollum.

Swallowing his dry mouth, not only was he starving to death, but he couldn't even drink a few sips of water.

It seemed that the thick-headed bandits only wanted him when he was still alive.

'Who can do me a favor, can hear the cry in my heart, water!I want water.'

Obviously, for Sarutobi Shinnosuke, no one will hear the cry for help in the heart of this tragic child.

The Age of God has brought Awang back again, and checked the trap that was set in advance before coming.

This time there was more time, and the Age of God found several places again and set ten traps.

The Age of Gods didn't choose to set traps in the same location. Animals in this world seem to have something called 'intelligence'.

There are too many traps in the same place, and you still want to catch them later?

"Well, it looks like there are quite a lot of small animals in this forest."

Seeing the full harvest, Jindai clapped his hands very satisfied, and ordered his younger brother to work without any shame.

"Of course, everyone in the old cottage has animals, so few people in this forest have any scruples."

Ngawang was not at all unhappy at being ordered, but was very attentive and careful, and tied up the twelve pheasants he had caught.

Komyo pursed his mouth, the seasonings and ingredients were all ready, the only thing left was the guy and the firewood.

He licked the corner of his mouth. It is a pity that there is no way to get charcoal now.

If you use grilled chicken tested on charcoal fire, the taste will be even better.

"Hurry up, we still need to prepare firewood and equip materials to build a grill."

The leader of the cottage was sitting in the hall, shaking his swollen head after a hangover.

"My lord, please drink some water."

"Ah."

With a heavy snort, the leader took it casually and drank it all in one gulp.

"What time is it? Why is it so noisy outside?"

The little man trembled, seeing the leader's frown in displeasure, the good guy almost didn't pee in fright.

You know, the leader with the hangover headache is the scariest.

"Uh, answer someone's question. It's almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and the brat outside was selling roast chicken again yesterday."

"What? Roast chicken?"

Rubbing his swollen head, the leader really regretted it.

It's a quiet village, but this little devil has to jump like a dog just after he arrives?
"Small one, go and drive him away?"

The little man said cautiously, if it were someone else, he would have already gone out to drive them away.

But little people can't do that, the leader hates people who are good at making opinions.

For this reason, among the original group of people, he was the last one who was deeply enlightened.

"Roasted chicken? The business has reached my doorstep? Hehe, it's interesting. I've always been the only one doing other people's business. Did that kid charge the booth fee?"

"Um, booth fee? Not yet"

"Then why are you still standing here? Go get a roast chicken and say it's a stall fee."

"Yes, sir."

(End of this chapter)