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He asked with great interest:

"What car is yours? What color is it now?"

Chapter 10 Missionaries

After listening to Feilin's question, Jiang Baimian briefly introduced:

"A four-seater Jeep, lime green."

Flynn thought for a while and said:

"It's getting dark, tomorrow I'll bring people over to have a look and design a plan.

"At the same time, let's discuss how you want to get to Wild Grass City and what services you need from us.

"At that time, let's settle the accounts together. I hope you have enough canned food."

Jiang Baimian heard that Fei Lin didn't want to discuss work now, so he gave up the idea of ​​further discussion, and patted Shang Jianyao's shoulder with a smile:

"If it's not enough, pay him off!"

Flynn laughed dumbfounded:

"No, you can't.

"I was still thinking just now, how to keep my brother willingly."

Long Yuehong was speechless for a while, wondering if the "progress" was too fast.

It's only been a few minutes, it's not enough to become a "friend" from a "stranger", but it has evolved into a "brother"!

"You can marry your youngest daughter to him." Jiang Baimian suggested with "bad intentions".

Feilin and Shang Jianyao looked at each other, shook their heads quickly and said:

"No, no, wrong seniority!

"How can a niece marry an uncle."

Shang Jianyao solemnly echoed:

"How can a brother be a father?"

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time, their friendship seemed to be sublimated again.

Jiang Baimian rolled his eyes with a smile, and continued to come up with bad ideas:

"Is there any wife left by the deceased brother?"

"How is it possible to stay? At this age and in this environment, who doesn't want to find another partner? Besides, our business group has to have more children. These days, children are too easy to die." Feilin thought, "My mother has been a widow for several years, but this generation is not right."

Seeing that the topic was becoming strange, Jiang Baimian looked around and said:

"Commander, what do you have to eat?"

She then added another sentence:

"It's more distinctive."

The "Old Tune Group" hasn't had dinner yet.

Flynn drank the wild tree fruit wine in the glass, laughed at himself and said:

"What kind of special food can we 'rootless people' have? We travel all over the world and eat wherever we go.

"Hehe, those who are good cooks in the business group can cook many different styles of dishes."

Having said that, he changed the subject:

"However, after so many years, we still have something of our own."

"What is it?" It was Shang Jianyao who spoke before Jiang Baimian, his face was full of expectation.

Flynn glanced at the changing and flickering lights outside the RV:

"Compared to many settlements for homeless people in the wilderness, although we have no roots and can drift anywhere, our business is doing pretty well. Most of the time, food is still guaranteed, and the corresponding types are even more abundant.

"Every time I travel in the wilderness or in the mountains, at the end of the day, there will be a little bit of all kinds of food left over, which is quite embarrassing. It's impossible to make a dish or a staple food for everything, right? It's only one or two bites .

"To save trouble, my father's generation started to cook them all together, and the taste wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either.

"After traveling to more places and seeing more, the cooking method has gradually improved a lot, and now it tastes pretty good, we all call it 'chowder'.

Jiang Baimian is very fond of the customs and humanities of different places, and said with great interest:

"Then give us four, big!"

After finishing speaking, she looked sideways at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:

"Do you want something to eat?"

"Yeah." Long Yuehong nodded vigorously.

For him now, as long as he didn't eat energy bars, crackers and military cans, that was fine.

"I might not be able to eat a large portion." Bai Chen thought about it.

"It's okay, I'll help you eat, it's really not good, there is still Shang Jianyao!" Jiang Baimian said in a tone of raising a pig at home.

In fact, she knew that Shang Jianyao had been traveling in the "Sea of ​​Origin" when he was sleeping recently, looking for the second island, which consumed a lot of energy, so he ate more than normal.

"Four big servings are for the two of you." Feilin quoted a price, then looked at Shang Jianyao, and said sincerely, "I have a discount."

"It's good as long as it's delicious." Shang Jian Yao didn't mind at all.

"It depends on whether it suits your taste." Flynn walked around the milky white platform, walked to the kitchen area, opened the aluminum saucepan on the induction cooker, and scooped four big bowls of sticky things out of it.

It wasn't until he took the orange plastic tray and brought the "chowder" to Jiang Baimian and the others that they could see clearly what this food looked like.

It is dark amber in color overall and is a very viscous liquid.

Jiang Baimian stirred it with a spoon, and found that there were small pieces of diced meat, lumps of flour, flaky ham, diced carrots, vegetable heads of unknown dishes, and so on.

"There are everything." Flynn said with a smile as he walked back to the back of the milky white platform, "The biggest feature of 'chowder' is that every time you eat, the ingredients are more or less different, and they are rarely repeated."

"It just depends on what was there at the time?" While Jiang Baimian was talking, he found that Shang Jianyao had buried his head and started to eat, so he stopped talking and scooped up a small spoonful of dark amber soup and put it together. Mouth, gently blow a few times.

Then, she tasted the food.

She first felt the aroma, followed by a touch of sourness, and then just the right amount of saltiness.

These three experiences are harmoniously mixed together, suppressing the assortment of tastes of different kinds of food and making them submissive.

When chewing, with the different "encounters" of the teeth, these flavors bloom one by one.

"Not bad, delicious." It was Shang Jianyao who praised vaguely.

If he wasn't busy using a spoon, he might still be clapping.

"Yes, yes..." Long Yuehong responded very moved.

Such a meal was enough to soothe his soul after the monotony of a long journey.

Jiang Baimian smiled, and looked slightly sideways at Bai Chen.

Seeing that the team member wearing a gray scarf was also chomping, with a faint satisfaction on his expression, Jiang Baimian laughed in his heart:

"It seems that there is no need to help her eat..."

The four members of the "Old Tune Group" praised "Chowder", which made Feilin quite happy, and felt that they were indeed friends.

After dinner, Jiang Baimian looked around and saw that there was no one in the car, so he asked:

"Head, has anyone asked you to keep an eye on the whereabouts and whereabouts of some people recently?"

Flynn, who was rinsing and washing the dishes, looked up and said with a low smile:

"For example, what about you?"

Jiang Baimian didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and replied with a smile:

"Yes.

"People like us trust that friends won't betray us."

"Friends may, it just depends on whether you add money or not." Flynn said seriously, "But brothers won't."

While speaking, he raised his right arm.

And Shang Jianyao didn't dislike his wet palm at all, and gave him a high five with a snap.

After completing the "ceremony", Fei Lin said to Jiang Baimian:

"There is no similar thing for the time being, but there is a search, but the characteristics are completely inconsistent with yours.

"You should also know that when we 'rootless people' go all over the world, many members will take part-time jobs as relic hunters. If they want to find someone, they will definitely mobilize people from the entire business group to help. It is impossible for me not to know."

"That's good." Jiang Baimian laughed.

She turned to ask:

"Head, have you come across any strange religious organizations recently?"

Flynn thought about it and nodded:

"Have."

Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen looked at each other and asked:

"Which sect? What is it called?"

"It's called the 'Holy Eye', and it worships the 'Shuangri' who is in charge of July." Felin didn't hide it, "They are still preaching in the camp."

Jusui in July...Shuangri...Jiang Baimian was slightly puzzled and said:

"Head, you just let them preach?"

Flynn said seriously:

"Then I'm sure I didn't do nothing.

"I also help gather people, provide venues, prepare food..."

Seeing that Jiang Baimian and others were gradually getting confused, the head of the business group laughed:

"Because I am the priest of this sect!

"The one closest to Zhisui in the business group."

Jiang Baimian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said:

"I thought you even did this kind of business."

"Yes, yes, yes." Shang Jianyao said that this is also his own idea.

Bai Chen asked with some doubts:

"I heard that you don't believe in any Zhi Sui?"

"How is it possible?" Flynn retorted, "Any of us believe it!"

He smiled and added:

"As a business group that needs to go all over the world and deal with all kinds of forces, big and small, it must be able to sing which songs. It can't be too extreme. It can't make friends. Therefore, as long as someone preaches, we will believe a little bit. .

"If it wasn't for the 'Holy Eye' not allowing me to work part-time, I might have more than a dozen sect titles now, such as 'Dream Keeper' of 'Dawn Morning Star', bishop of 'Glory Scale', 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' The 'six-sense person... As long as the business partner has faith, I can be his fellow religious brother."

Long Yuehong was stunned when she heard that, she couldn't believe there was such a person:

This is too easy, right?

At this time, Shang Jianyao asked with a look of longing:

"Which house serves the best communion?"

"I think it's 'Glory Balance'. Their fried chicken wings are a must. However, this is purely a matter of personal taste." Fei Lin, who had a gray beard around his mouth, exchanged his experience with Shang Jianyao.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Baimian deeply suspected that even if Shang Jianyao didn't need the ability of the awakened person, he should be able to become good friends with Fei Lin.

After discussing a few words about the sacrament, Flynn turned to say:

"Among so many sects, the teaching of the 'Holy Eye' is the most suitable for us, and it also impresses me the most, so I reluctantly joined this sect. Hey, I will not be free from now on."

He immediately said "hmm":

"We have a mass at noon tomorrow. If you are interested, you can come and watch it, right here."