Chapter 134 This is a gift

"So that's it," the chef nodded, "but, what does it have to do with me?"

"You can remind me of this legendary chef in a foreign country. I feel very touched. I must meet you!" Tong Qiu wiped the inside of the person with his palms with his hands.

Tong Qiu didn't dislike the snot at all, and rubbed it all on the other party's sleeve, "I'm so moved. Chef, please sit next to me, I want to have a good chat with you."

The chef didn't know what to do, so he could only turn his attention to the village chief for help.

The village chief tilted his head and avoided his gaze for help.

"Then... well." In desperation, the chef could only agree and followed Tong Qiu to the table in the center of the banquet and sat down.

The broth in front of me was fragrant, but Tong Qiu never drank it.

Because this bowl of soup cannot be drunk.

[Before drinking this bowl of soup, please be sure to think clearly, because this is a bowl of broth made by humans. If you want to be Hannibal, then I don’t mind]

This is the prompt popped up by the narrator note when Tong Qiu was watching the broth just now. If it was someone else, without the narrator note warning, he should use it as a bowl of specialty broth and drink it directly.

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Tong Qiu nodded, "Okay, wait for my good news."

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"Don't talk nonsense, they are very kind!"

"This is a gift," Tong Qiu actually gave his own reply seriously, "This is a specialty on our madhouse number. People have used specialty to treat us. How can we treat others unfairly?"

The quack and the fake monk sat on the deck, the former dragged half of the body out of the confinement room and performed an anatomy directly on the deck.

The fake monk smelled the smell and first said, "Amitabha, this must be a test for me." Then he stood up and slipped into the cabin.

"It's not a gift, it can also be regarded as a specialty dish," Tong Qiu suddenly stood up and walked into the bushes on the edge of the banquet. "Can you wait for me for a while? I'll take it over immediately."

I don't know why.

Xiaobai sat on the chair and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. The villagers around him didn't care about her existence at all. When Tong Qiu left, they started chatting on their own.

The village chief was not expecting it very much, but at this point, he had to nod and asked, "Then, my friend, what kind of specialty gifts have you brought us?"

The village chief didn't seem to be in a hurry to urge Tong Qiu to drink the soup, but the chef beside him was looking forward to it, "The soup will be cold soon, so drink it soon, it tastes very good."

Tong Qiu took out the display cabinet that the quack doctor was extremely familiar with. In the memory of the quack doctor, the thing that was placed in the display cabinet last time must have been taken away by a pirate, right?

The fake monk raised his hands and proved his innocence, "Please look at the donor, I said I was innocent, right?"

"What if they like it?"

The quack doctor directly broke the scalpel in his hand, and there was an unsuppressible emotion in his voice, "I just don't want you to say that..."

The quack doctor was too lazy to tell him this, but he just used the scalpel in his hand to cut open the skin of the corpse's abdomen like a precision machine.

Tong Qiu left, and the banquet without the protagonist suddenly became deserted.

And from the appearance, it’s a little different, this is another piece of cake!

Who put it in!

Just as Tong Qiu couldn't hold back his smile and was about to take away the display cabinet, the quack stopped him, "What do you want to do?"

The fake monk smiled slightly and bowed with one hand, "Donor, you still have some misunderstandings about me. How could I do such a thing? A monk has long forgotten the word "desire".

The fake monk was not interested in dissecting the corpse. He took the magazine that Tong Qiu cheated from the fishman and observed it carefully page after page. From time to time, some English words appeared in his mouth, similar to ABCD.

"You won't like it, right? So I'm not allowed to take it..."

Especially for the survivor, who is a very difficult identity, what if the other party comes for his own body, isn’t this just the right thing to do?

On the asylum number.

The village chief glanced at Xiaobai who was like a curled up in a chair, then nodded, "Okay, we will wait for you. But please don't let us wait too long, after all, the banquet cannot last too long

Now.”

Specialty exchange? What kind of specialty can an outsider bring to them?

Looking forward to it!

When Tong Qiu took out the thing, the quack's face changed, "This is!"

Bang-

But even without narration notes, Tong Qiu could not drink this bowl of soup. Now this is someone else's territory. Isn't eating and drinking their own things casually?

As soon as these words were said, the villagers suddenly became expectant.

Why is there a piece of shit in the display cabinet?

"You are not allowed to entertain people with such things."

"You are not allowed to entertain people with such things, as this will only lead to unreasonable battles!"

"Don't worry, I have something to say," Tong Qiu said, "Since you all have made such specialty dishes for us, I think we should also express it, right?"

The quack slapped Tong Qiu's shoulder with both hands and raised his head. His eyes under the mask's windscreen were full of despair, which was quite weird like a mosquito-coiled eye.

"You are not allowed to entertain people with such things."

Xiaobai was like a marginal person at the banquet, and could only sit in a chair awkwardly, lowering his head, not knowing what to do.

"I won't talk nonsense to you, I'm here to get things." Tong Qiu went straight to the pile of miscellaneous items on the deck. The quack doctor didn't know what he was looking for on the boat at this time, so he slanted his body and poked his head.

Go over and see what Tong Qiu took.

Tong Qiu can allow himself to be taken away for the first time here, but he will never allow his life to be taken away.

It happened that Tong Qiu got on the madhouse at this time. He smelled the smell of corpse stinking and rotten smell in the air, and looked at the quack doctor with confused eyes, "I'm so excited? Where are you cooking shit?"

"If you want to entertain yourself, please go to the confessional room," the quack doctor glanced at the fake monk next to him. The expression of the fake monk was a bit like the usual look at Tong Qiu. "Don't show arms in public, thank you."

"You are not allowed to entertain people with such things."

The smell of corpse and the smell of rotten food surged out of the corpse. The quack doctor kept changing his expression and carefully took out the contents.

"That's pretty good, can you take your hand away from your crotch? Do you monks like to do this?"

Fully feeling the despair of the quack doctor, Tong Qiu thought for a while, then nodded.

The quack breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this guy finally understood what he meant.

Then Tong Qiu said, "Then let's change it to yours. Let's go to the toilet and I'll wait outside the door."

He didn't understand what I meant at all! Fuck!

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