Li Laisi's watery eyes narrowed, a narrow and full-curved slit shimmered with light, and her eyelashes were hung with crystal droplets condensed from mist. Her face looked both lustful and dangerous, with a few teeth popping out from between her teeth.

One word: "When Rao Qifang retires in the future, I will enroll her in a few more interest classes to enrich her life in old age. Wait~"

"The great filial piety in the hall!"

"Who told her to treat me like this back then..." Li Laixi gritted her teeth and said, her expression quickly changed to bright and sunny when Kong Jingqiao came over, "Thank you, Aunt Kong!"

Kong Jingqiao glanced at Li Laisi and teased: "You should be more careful! Why are you still thinking about eating rabbits after everything is like this? It's not hot in the summer and the trenches are full and flat? Your shoulders don't hurt when you play games.

Is it possible for a sleeping ghost to turn over on his own?"

Li LeiSi:???????

It’s not Aunt Kong, why are you talking so sweetly now? You’re so close to the ink and you’re so bad. You need to stand up, you need to look like a tyrant!

There are so many rice buckets to feed. Although it is a dessert for digestion after a meal, only one rabbit can produce several kilograms of meat, so Kong Jingqiao not only made luxury rabbits with saffron as marinade, but also Yanchuan-flavored deer and

Sheep, of course, she did not forget Lao Wang’s soup.

"Hot soup goes with hot soup. It's a good supplement. Drink it while it's hot!"

Lao Wang was so moved that his face turned green.

Regardless of whether it is rabbit, deer or sheep, the three-piece set is not wasted, it is all in the soup. Whether this thing is tonic is physiological or psychological. The wise have different opinions, but the taste is definitely infuriating to both humans and gods... ugh

...As we all know, it irritates the eyes when the lid is opened.

Kong Jingqiao stared at Lao Wang as he finished the soup. At least he didn't let this guy get the medicine residue in. She was satisfied and put away the soup and cooked out a pottery clay pot that had a long-lasting medicinal smell and was shiny: "Things

There are so many, and they are almost done after soaking for several hours, why don’t you come out to the pavilion to eat?”

A group of people put on fresh silk shorts and walked over there chatting and laughing. Even the three little cats exuded a sense of moisture and laziness, like a few balls of soft seaweed.

Rao Qifang walked next to Li Cang, her face was white and flushed, and her eyes were clear and translucent: "I have been blessed by you today. If you don't come back, Jin Yujing and I will have to beg her if we want to have a late night snack, let alone

Such a complicated meal makes me very impatient with us!"

There are four cats in the house including Ah Fei. In order to appease these animals and reduce the psychological shadow, Li Cang went barefoot and did not dare to wear slippers: "Aunt Kong works too hard every day, and I don't sleep anyway.

How about I arrange the meals for tomorrow?"

Rao Qifang never dreamed that it would unfold like this. Her mind was full of frogs and toads, and she was visibly panicked: "That...er...er..."

Kong Jingqiao couldn't help laughing. She pointed at the huge pot and introduced it solemnly: "It's indeed the fault of Li Cang, Xiaozhong and the others. No, Fangfang, please praise the appetizer I specially prepared for you!"

As soon as the wooden pot lid was opened, there was indeed something that would jump around inside.

Of course Jin Yujing knew about Princess Cangcang's filial piety in her childhood, and she couldn't help laughing.

Rao Qifang: "Hey, mother leopard, I thought it was a frog!"

Roasted whole lamb, roasted whole deer, roasted whole rabbit, all served in wooden square plates, placed on the table with its own pot stove. What is in the pot is similar to the one-pot method in the Northeast, where chicken, grouse, pheasant and pheasant are stewed for a long time.

The chicken trotters, pig trotters and tendons are braised in oily red sauce, supplemented with various dried mushrooms and dried vegetables. Finally, the mother leopard is put into the pot with the pastry pancakes. The dried aroma is fragrant.

“Luxurious! So luxurious!”

"Uh-huh..."

"Then don't be stunned!"

"Aunt Kong, everyone is eagerly waiting for you to open the sheep~"

Late at night, Li Cang cooked a large pot of stewed meat and chowder, and simmered sweet ginger soup on the stove. He had no sleep and nothing to do, so he simply chose to be a will-o'-the-wisp boy for a while.

To put it bluntly, the roar of motorcycles really gets louder late at night. Fortunately, after leaving the Wenquan Mountain villa area, you can go directly to the Ring Island Expressway, so no one can disturb you.

There were two reasons for his drive this time. Firstly, he missed the taste of seafood, and secondly, Martinis mentioned last time that the island assigned to him was now planned to be in the same sector as Uncle Black Island.

In order to ensure flexible mobility during normal periods and a response mechanism to complex situations, the base's port ferry cargo and passenger transportation runs all night, basically the same as during the day. After continuous turnover of several lines, Li Cang was convinced

Looking at the road in front of him, he felt deeply saddened by his own haste. He still wanted to drive on this broken road, but he was probably about the same as riding a car.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Li Cang pulled Miss Qiu out of the homologous passage while sleeping with her legs up in the air: "Get up and work!"

"Woo~"

From a physical point of view, Huahua is undoubtedly the best choice. However, Huahua's intimidation is several levels deeper than Miss Qiu's. Li Cang sat down on it, let alone rushing, it was fine if it didn't pee all over the floor.

Kind of.

The sleepy-eyed Miss Qiu was carrying people and motorcycles on her back, and they were speeding all the way. The night was like water and the scenery was changing, just like a scene in an old movie.

This part of the island chain is already located outside the third ring road. What appears in front of Li Cang's eyes is a vast expanse of trivial empty islands and a corner of Uncle Black Island. The lights and stars complement each other, and the vast blue waves and white clouds are like a line.

Due to some historical reasons, Martynis's tribe is still an outlier in the base. The base is willing to provide them with a place to stay, but it will not raise them in vain. Law-abiding and self-reliance are just the minimum. If it weren't for Martynis,

The per capita combat power of the Nice tribe is extremely high, and the people's customs are fierce. It is still unknown what the base will choose in the first place.

But now, in addition to playing Tarot cards... bah... playing the Madam Supernatural card and making a small profit, Martinis also has dedicated mercenaries in the tribe.

As long as conditions permit, most of the armed groups in the base and surrounding areas will be equipped with a full-time "priest" from the Martinis tribe. Usually these black men are just bloodthirsty berserkers who scream and kill people. When they really threaten the core members of the group, so will they.

It can really save your life, and due to the tribe's belief inheritance and a series of metaphysical skill settings, they usually don't take death seriously at all. Death to them is like a normal person stepping back.

It is as natural as the city, so the pension after exchanging one's life to save one's life can be said to be of high quality and low price.

In short, under the guidance of Li Cang's dog, Martinis's bad hand has finally come to fruition, and has completely established itself in the base. Even among certain groups of people, their reputation can be said to be very high-class and very good.

of decency.

There are countless empty islands dotted with pontoons, planks, roads and hooks connected to each other. There are extremely simple buildings scattered on them. Most of them are tents and animal skins. Some of them are slightly more decent, such as straw sheds and log cabins. Occasionally, there are

When I saw a small semi-underground bunker-like building with relatively high security, I was surprised to find that there were not only black men in this place, but also a large number of whites, Indians, Latinos and Southeast Asian faces living together.

, and it is quite lively, much livelier than the main island of 3/7 Base, which has already fallen asleep. Various small ship modification islands shuttle back and forth between these stationed island chains, including cargo islands, stationed merchant fleets, and even

There are also tourists who come here because of Jiu Mengzi.

No need to ask, just like the original situation of Uncle Black Island, this is definitely a different kind of prosperity promoted by the base tax rate.

Several old-fashioned sailing wooden boats with a length of 700 to 800 meters swayed symbolically in the "river" next to Li Cang. The lights on the boats were brightly lit, and what was projected into the air was a dancing Latin girl.

A young Asian-American woman, tall and plump, with eyes so charming that they can draw hair.

The CBD of the entire area is just a few buildings made up of several kilometers of sky islands. Whether the population and buildings on it can even accommodate 20,000 people is a question. It feels exactly like Uncle Hei's seafood market.

People are coming and going, it's lazy, chaotic, and shabby, but there is only one kind of seafood sold here.

That's right, it's another kind besides one.

Li Cang sent a message to Martinis: "What exactly is going on...I won't go astray again..."

There is no trace of anything like the public security check points at the base, but it has a strong smell of the American settlement.

"Hey boss, is Mickey Noodles in there?"

"Clam?"

Li Cang looked at a loss when facing a druid who was almost completely invisible and suddenly ambushed him. The tall and thin young black man made a very professional face-slapping gesture: "Mickey noodles, tick bang! Palm!"

Fen'er, thi bang!"

When Li Cang's eyes fell on the black-lit tin shed less than ten square meters behind him, he finally understood what he meant -

Damn Mickey noodles!

God damn your voice!

Even including its tail, a big rat that was half as long as Li Cang's arm hung all over the wall together with thick strips of dried earthen noodles. There was a huge aluminum pot on the ground that two people hugged each other. The pot was filled with red and hot food.

The steaming palm oil and the granular cassava flour were immersed in the oil. Occasionally, a dead-eyed dried fish poked its head into the flour and stared at him with empty eye sockets. There was even the thin tail of an unknown creature with the slightly bubbling red color.

The oil rustled and trembled.

Li Cang's index finger twitched when he saw such a crushing painting style, and he couldn't help but recall the ferocious years of the past. When he didn't have an iron rice bowl, he saw Tian'er entering the mountains. That scene was not much more civilized than the scene in front of him now.

or...

Another late night snack?

However, Li Cang really disliked the sticky state of the mouse noodles with soup and water: "Whole one and bake it!"

The artificial retarded translator in eleven languages ​​was really unable to handle the loose and arrogant languages ​​in this area. The two of them gestured and yelled for a long time. Finally, the black boy came to the conclusion that the boss needed to pack ten roast chickens!

This is a big business. In the past, even if a hunting team came over, they might not even be able to order ten chickens. There are so many people doing business in front of nearby houses. When have you ever seen such a luxurious and lustful customer, a black man?

The little brother shouted a series of rap-like shouts, and he didn't know where to put it. Five or six little black brothers who were a little higher than the threshold rushed out. Although they were afraid of Miss Qiu's scarlet, green and blue lantern eyes, they just

Just like the children in difficult areas of Africa before the disaster, they only know that this thing is awesome and expensive. As for how awesome it is, only God knows. They chattered hello and communicated for a while, catching chickens and catching chickens.

Some started a fire, and some even tore up newspapers and urea cement bags.

"nonono!" Li Cang was also a little anxious. He pointed at the wall and started gesticulating again, "That, that!"

The black guy's language understanding ability was obviously limited to the previous two sentences. He stared at Li Cang for a long time and came to the conclusion: The boss wants to eat roasted rats, freshly slaughtered!

"@#￥%..."

The little black guy was laughing and joking and was busy again.

Under normal circumstances, Li Cang is willing to treat every ordinary person around him equally, or in other words, sometimes he is more willing to deal with ordinary people than subordinates. After all, these people don't understand and don't see with colored glasses.

People, save worry and effort.
To be continued...