I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 75 Eat a piece of 1 gold soul coins
Flender, the middle-aged uncle with round glasses, Zhao Wuji, who was swollen and disfigured, and several teachers came aggressively with the seven official Shrek students. When they arrived at the kitchen door, Flender signaled his apprentices to take the lead.

The fat man in red covered his mouth and nose with one hand, opened the door tremblingly with the other hand, tilted his head, half-closed his eyes, afraid of seeing what he shouldn't see.

But all kinds of disgusting images that everyone expected did not appear, only a large plate of black tofu on the table was steaming... and a huge smell, covered with red chili sauce, green onion, garlic, and it seemed to be drenched in hot oil .

There is a piece of paper and a few pairs of chopsticks next to it.

Everyone was stunned, that's it! !
I thought it was going to be a fight.

The fat man in red who opened the door was surprised. He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He looked at Flender with a smile on his chubby face:

"Teacher, look..." Do I still want to go in?
Flender straightened his collar, showing the responsibility and demeanor of the head of the hospital.

The fat man in red gave his teacher a dark look, who was the one who wanted to kick me in the lead just now?

Three beauties with different styles among the Seven Monsters leaned together, the somewhat weak Tang San stood aside with Oscar and Dai Mubai, his expression a little erratic, this note-leaving style...

Flender calmly picked up the note. After reading it, his face was rosy, and he frowned. He glanced at the direction of the students he was accepting, and finally looked at the plate of stinky black tofu. He coughed and said softly:

"This note says: Whoever can eat a piece of this thing among the students present can get 1 Golden Soul Coins." When he said this, his tone was a little excited, but not very intense. people who come out.

"Also, whoever can give this black tofu a name that satisfies her will get a bag of half-meter-long golden soul coins. She will secretly observe everyone's performance."

The people present were stunned: This person is crazy, he is crazy with money, shit! ! !

A monthly subsidy for a great soul master is only 10 gold soul coins. 1 gold soul coins are enough for an ordinary person to spend a few lifetimes. You must know that the salary of a blacksmith is only 5 silver soul coins, which is enough to live up.

It is conceivable that the [-] gold soul coins brought a huge shock to people, and the jaws of the teachers and apprentices who were used to being poor with Flender almost dropped to the ground...

Is the world crazy?

The teachers looked at this plate of black and stinky tofu bitterly, as if they were looking at their favorite lover, obsessed, amazing, and glittering.

Want~want~Why are the professional cards so dead, (┯_┯) Can they be students?

Zao Wou-ki put down his hands, and looked pitifully at the old man Flender, I can...

The corners of Flender's eyes twitched, blame him, he should have let his brothers see the world before, it's not that it hasn't been planned yet, he hasn't warmed up the pile of golden soul coins yet...

At this time, Tang San stepped forward, "Principal, can you show me this note?" Flender looked at this weak-faced student, remembering how he watched his brother Zhao Wuji being beaten tonight, with a pleasant expression Pass the paper over.

In fact, he felt that this style might be the rich woman who gave him money that night, and she didn't want to give it, but there was no way, this kid had a tough backstage!And she was still looking at her nearby, probably because she admired her demeanor very much.

Flender calmly put on a handsome stance, putting his hands on his round rimless glasses.

Xiao Wu came back to her senses, looked at Flender, she felt like some kind of baboon spirit beast in heat, the corners of her mouth twitched, she saw Tang San's expression, she knew it might be her sister, why did the dean join in the fun? !

Tang San caressed the familiar handwriting, his eyes showed a bit of sourness and warmth, and a bit of uncontrollable excitement, even the smell seemed to be immune.

Tang San looked around and said firmly, "I'll be the first!"

Wuliu, who was hiding, didn't dare to meet Tang Xiaosan's expectant eyes, who told you to talk nonsense, and asked Papa to leave me a message and not let you see you! !
The black, steaming tofu stinks, Tang San picks up his chopsticks and picks up a piece, the stench constantly stimulates the young man's sense of smell, thinking that he felt lucky for his sensitive five senses before...

But at this moment, Tang San swallowed hard, opened his mouth slightly, and under everyone's attention, his hand gradually approached his mouth...

(End of this chapter)