Moon Black Wind Gao Aunt Haunted

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"We forgot the most important thing." California Qingguang put his hands on the table with a painful expression on his face.

He forgot to ask the judge for living expenses.

As an employee of the Government of Time/Government, the wages will be paid in the personal system of the judge, and the sword man can use the password to withdraw the small sentence and Kozhou gold...Of course, you need to know the ID and password of the judge. .

After the god judge Qingtu forged the sword and left without a sound, the men with swords realized that they were in serious trouble.

They followed the alliance to gain experience, and earned a lot of resources, but the judge didn't get a single point, that is to say——

Next month, they may be drinking Mistral.

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"It turns out that our god judge exists like this."

The three newly forged sword men listened to Qingguang's explanation with blank faces, and after digesting for a long time, they reluctantly accepted this reality.

"I think it's pretty good..." Tong Tian Guanzhengguo muttered next to him, "Although the god judge is an inhuman existence, he doesn't kill or commit crimes. It's not bad to just be a leisurely shopkeeper. .”

It can't be said that way, at least they are now facing the northwestern wind to live their lives, and it is also caused by poor communication with the god judge.

When they tried to use the communicator to contact the god judge just now, a melodious bell came from the castle tower, announcing the fact that their god judge did not have a communicator.

"That's all that's left now, go to Wanwu to see if there are any part-time jobs suitable for you." California Qingguang slumped on the futon with a tired expression.

And Xiaohuwan, who was sitting next to him, still had a bad expression on his face. He had always had this expression since he came back from California Qingguang to check the accounts and told him that he might not have money to eat.

If you don’t have money, you can, but if you don’t have money to eat, you can’t.

Xiaohumaru's vibrating sword seems to be easy to get along with, but it is actually more indifferent than Wuhua Taidao Mikami Tsukimune, and relatively withdrawn. Most of the Xiaohumaru in Honmaru are familiar with the Sanjo faction, and usually only have a few swordsmen. Have friendship.

For example, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada who is in charge of cooking, such as Kasen Kanesada who is in charge of cooking, and Minghu who is in charge of making fried tofu for him.

You must have figured it out yourself.

You know, when the government of the time organized the filming of large-scale realistic documentaries "Hanamaru" and "Living Strike", no matter how hard they tried to persuade Xiaohumaru, they couldn't persuade Xiaohumaru to come out to participate in the performance.

Just when the film crew was about to give up and set out tea and snacks to discuss replacements, Xiaohumaru saw the delicious food and walked out by herself...

As a result, when Xiaohuwan appeared on the screen, he was either drinking tea with Sankai Yuezong, eating dumplings with Sankai Yuezong, or eating sweet potato stems with Sankai Yuezong... There was even an indirect appearance, because Minghu made fried tofu for him.

God knows how many snacks the crew promised Xiaohumaru for the battle scene during the filming of "Hanamaru".

All in all, things will happen if you don't feed the fox enough.

"For me, you can try selling desserts." Xiaodou Changguang is eager to try everything as a young man, and the same goes for other swordsmen, including Xiaohuwan, who is not against going to work in Wanwu.

"I'm also planning to go to the teahouse." Dabao Ping was thoughtful, and then he turned and sat next to him, who had been fascinated since forging, "What are your plans?"

"Huh? Ah... ah, I'm planning." Phase [-] regained his composure, "Go to a grocery store or something to apply for a job. If you can accept me, that would be great."

After finishing speaking, Yiqi Yizhen pretended to glance casually at Toshiro Bone, and then quickly looked away.

Gukuu Toshiro... what's going on?

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Being a god judge is a high-income job, so most of the part-time swordsmen on the market are just earning pocket money.

In the largest supermarket in Wanwu, there is a teahouse opened by the supermarket at the exit of the living area on the first floor. All the tea is free. Although it has an elegant name, the gods still like to call it——

The knife man's depository.

That's right, wouldn't it be nice to have a drink while the god judges are picking and picking, and only be responsible for carrying the bags when they come out?

However, today's tea...

The people who usually come to make tea are Obimaru, Utasen Kanesada, or Hirano Toshiro, who are good at elegant swordsmen. The flavor of their tea is different, but the other places are basically the same.

Today's tea tastes very different.

Take a sip... No, you can tell by smelling it, this tea is definitely not from the hands of the above-mentioned men with swords.

After another honmaru's Suzumaru took a sip, he silently put down his teacup and began to spin the rosary in his hand.

Jiang Xuezuo, who came with him, looked at the clear green tea in the cup in surprise, and then tried to describe its taste.

"The tea has a strong aroma and is sweet in the mouth...but the charm has lost a lot. I don't know how the tea maker made it today." Jiang Xue Zuowen frowned, "Is this still... green tea?"

The taste of this tea can't be said to be unpalatable, it can even be said to be very smooth, it can only be said that the taste is rather curious.

Suzumaru nodded his head several times.

Just by taking a sip, he knew who made the tea.

Not everyone can brew high-grade green tea to taste like the best iced green tea for [-] yuan.

"Next is the tea ceremony display." The owner of the tea shop in kimono stepped forward as usual, announcing the next session. As usual, there will be someone from Obimaru, Kasen Kanesada, or occasionally Hirano Toshiro Sword men, they will wear the kimono provided by the shop for tea art demonstration.

But today, after the boss finished speaking, a... burly figure came out from behind the door.

Da Baoping, with bright red hair, had a solemn expression, strode to the coffee table and bowed to the dazed swordsmen at the table, saying goodbye as solemnly as a dead body.

Shuzhuwan raised his eyebrows again and then sighed.

Sure enough, it was Da Baoping, the big pig's trotter.

Seeing that it was Da Baohei who came in, all the swordsmen except Suzumaru Koji looked at each other, and their eyes were full of inquiries——

This guy, can make tea?

In Honmaru, the work of making tea is generally done by Yingwan. Da Baoping has never publicly demonstrated how to make tea, and in their memory, Da Baoping holds wine glasses more often than teacups.

Da Baoping knelt down in front of the tea table, with his back straight, grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put them into the teapot. With this grab, he emptied more than half of the valuable pot of tea leaves. jump straight.

Immediately afterwards, Da Baoping picked up the 100° boiling water that was still boiling and bubbling on the table, just like brewing noodles, and poured it mercilessly on the dry tea leaves. White smoke came out, and there was a whistling sound.

Not to mention the biological enzymes and vitamins in the tea, not to mention the aroma and flavor of the tea, they were all scalded by the boiling water.

Even the tea leaves are hot.

The tea leaves are like overnight spinach, floating in the tea soup like a floating corpse... No, vegetable soup is obviously more appropriate to describe it.

What kind of devil tea art show is this?The eyes of the sword man in front of the table under the stage gradually became numb, just watching Da Baoping stepping on all the tea-making minefields, operating like a tiger.

Next, Da Baoping solemnly took out a large jar of white sugar, and scooped up enough sugar with a spoon to reach a lethal amount, which was like the snow-covered Mount Fuji in winter.

Then they all went into the teapot.

Da Baoping also seemed to have noticed the gazes of the men with swords and swords in the audience, and he was a little impatient, but he still patiently explained, "Seeing that there are relatively few short knives present, so this time I added half sugar, which is not very sweet." A very considerate person.

Sitting in the front row, Jiro Tachi looked at the tea in the teapot which was saturated due to too much sugar, and there were lumps of sugar floating in the teapot, and swallowed.

This is called half sugar?Is this sweet? !

Jiro Tachi couldn't help but drag the big bag off the stage, then opened his mouth and pulled out his tongue, scraping his tongue with the main body.

Is this the sense of taste that normal people should have!

Next, Da Baoping skillfully shakes, adds ice, and acts like a skilled worker who has worked in a milk tea shop for 20 years.

"Everyone, please have some tea."

Accompanied by Da Baoping's skillful packaging and sealing of the cup... er, I said it was pouring tea, a sweet smell of saccharin mixed with creamer and a little bit of tea fragrance permeated the entire tea room.

It's actually... quite fragrant.

Da Baoping was expressionless after pouring tea one by one, like a proud chef who disdainfully watched all living beings taste his masterpiece, bowed slightly and left with his head raised.

Below is the long-lost silence in the noisy teahouse in the past.

The problem is... this tea, it looks good when asked, but it looks like... Jiro Tachi shook it like appreciating red wine, the tea color mixed with milky white creamer left traces of sweetness with honey.

Maybe... it will taste good?

This idea spread wantonly in the minds of every swordsman and could not be suppressed.

Smiling Qingjiang watched Suzumaru Hengji, who was at the same table with him, pick up the teacup and drink it without hesitation, without any other expression, his heart was even more shaken.

Holding the cup, his heart skipped a beat, learning how to count the beads and drank it down in one gulp.

The smooth liquid flows down the throat, and the sweetness of the creamer instantly detonates all the taste buds, as if countless gorgeous fireworks rise from the mouth, and then explode in the brain... After the sweetness dissipates, the rest of the mouth is like a summer cool The wind-like tea fragrance...

Actually, damn delicious...

The author has something to say: It is said that boiling water cannot make tea!

Although you can drink Laoshan green tea in Qingdao, I don't think it tastes better than milk tea...

PS: In fact, there are also hotaru pills for the alliance battle! !Then there is nothing to write...QAQ rest assured that the Great Demon King Yingwan will definitely appear! !

PS: Milk tea makes people happy QAQ'