National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Jiang Yuan felt that repaying kindness with hatred should not be a problem.

But exchanging milk tea for Jinshan is still a cup of milk tea with an uncertain taste, which is not acceptable.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you." He explained while collecting various props piled up in a hill, "This is a surprise milk tea we made, using many different materials to make it and drink it in your mouth How good it tastes, we don’t even know.”

It’s not like they are so stingy that they have to trade something unpleasant to drink in exchange for a mountain of gold.

Brother Jinwu swallowed the milk tea in his mouth and smiled: "It's a good experience."

"Well, why don't you ask Jiang Yuan to make you a new cup? He knows a lot," Paimeng said with his fingers. "He can make milk tea and other drinks. He also worked as a bartender for a while."

"The most important thing is that he and Thunder Hammer are both very good at cooking. Do you want to eat something to slow down?"

Brother Jinwu was stunned, as if he didn't expect why the topic would turn here.

After a moment, he smiled slightly: "Okay."

……

"So, I might as well set the goal of conquering the world with delicious food early." Jiang Yuan complained in the private chat channel.

How come you have to eat with someone when you don’t even know their name?

"Didn't I react?" Paimon also felt that his discovery was unexpected. "Who knew that he really agreed when I said this casually?"

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

This bright and gorgeous hall should have been used to do something lofty or serious.

Now the smell of food wafted up.

Brother Jinwu still wanted to help them, but Jiang Yuan firmly disagreed.

This is the rich man who gave them Jinshan, and he is the boss after all!

How can you get your boss to do something?

He specially took out a rocking chair and chose an interesting prop as a return gift from Jinshan, letting Big Brother Jinwu sit next to him temporarily.

Brother Jinwu failed to refuse, so he had to sit aside and study with the props.

"...I still think this development is really strange." Jiang Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

According to his original plan, he should have come here to ask for more information about the current battle situation and organization, reveal his plan to others, or not reveal it at all, and then find an opportunity to continue working as an undercover agent.

Isn't this hall the place where business matters are communicated?

But right now, they are cooking.

After cooking, it's time to eat.

After eating...oh no, before I started eating, a new figure appeared in the hall.

"I heard that my son was brought back?"

The sound followed the figure into the hall.

The four people sitting at the dining table who were about to eat suddenly looked up.

The originally closed door of the main hall opened.

The figure who walked in was familiar to Jiang Yuan and the other three. He was Sang Dad.

They had seen the figures behind Sang Dad, who were the three tribes that had surrounded them.

It can be seen that those people's eyes swept over Jiang Yuan and the three of them, and landed on the dining table.

Father Sang strode in, and the door behind him closed automatically with a bang, without paying any attention to the figures behind him.

"Oh, he's not my son, he's my son's friend." He greeted with a smile, "It's been a while, I haven't seen you. Your strength has improved a lot."

"Daddy Sang! How did you know we were here!" Paimon opened his eyes wide and shouted the name in his heart.

"Sang Daddy? Call me?" Sang Daddy pointed at himself.

Paimon blinked and nodded: "I don't know what your name is, so I just called it that."

"Well, it's an easy-to-remember title." Father Sang obviously wouldn't be offended by a mere title, and his attitude was very gentle, "How is my son? I didn't cause any trouble to you, did I?"

The Golden Crow aura left on my body attracted the Golden Crow eldest brother next to me, causing twists and turns in my undercover plan. Does this count as adding to the chaos?

"No, he helped a lot, but he didn't come. Now..."

"Hey!" Father Sang raised his hand to stop Jiang Yuan from continuing, "As long as he is fine, I don't care where he is. I suddenly heard a message saying that my son was here, and I got there in time."

Brother Jinwu sat firmly in his seat and raised his eyes: "It seems that someone spread the news without understanding the situation."

"It should be."

Father Sang sat on the chair Jiang Yuan brought out for him.

"But I'm curious, how did you get here?"

"Didn't you go home after you cleared the Tower of Trials?"

"No." Jiang Yuan shook his head, "We went to a battlefield and planned to deal with the organization."

Father Sang hummed and waited for him to continue.

"Then, I was bewitched by evil organization members with evil demonic energy, and almost became a member of the organization!" Jiang Yuan clenched his fists to express his disgust for the organization.

"Ok?"

Father Sang raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"If I remember correctly, you have a very special ability to restrain evil spirits, right?"

"That's right." Jiang Yuan glanced at Brother Jinwu and hesitated.

Brother Jinwu is a very nice person and even gave me a gold mountain as a gift.

But this does not mean that he is completely trustworthy, and his real plan cannot be revealed like this.

"Do you need me to avoid it?" Brother Jinwu stood up knowingly.

"Are you, the Golden Crow tribe, completely hostile to the organization?" Jiang Yuan wanted to confirm.

"I think my behavior of bringing you here can already show this."

"it is good."

Jiang Yuan decided to tell the plan.

To be honest, quite a few people know about his plan now.

Not less than these two present.

Just as Jiang Yuan was about to speak, a gurgling voice came into his ears.

Paimon held his stomach and said, "Hey, if I don't wait until I finish eating, my mouth will drool."

"...Then, let's eat first?"

Jiang Yuan felt that what Paimon said made sense.

If we can make plans later, the meal will get cold if we eat it later.

No one present had any objections.

He raised his chopsticks and moved them more. There was a knock on the door of the main hall.

Before anyone at the table could say anything, the door opened again from the outside.

A figure stood at the door: "I heard that you met...ah."

It was an unknown figure.

His tone was serious when he first spoke, but after seeing the situation in the hall clearly, his words stopped on his lips.

"Excuse me." The visitor nodded politely, then turned to look behind him, "Who told me that there was going to be a fight inside?"

No one spoke behind him, looking past him and curiously paying attention to the people in the hall.

"Okay, stop pretending." Brother Jinwu put down his chopsticks.

The man stood at the door with a serious expression, not planning to move.

"..." Brother Jinwu looked at Jiang Yuan, "Would you mind making one more friend?"

"Of course I don't mind."

Jiang Yuan replied happily.

Wouldn’t it be nice to get to know a few more people?

This is a creature from mythology. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to call them brothers?