The Traveling Frog: Human Evolution Didn't Take Me

The restoration of the Haicheng branch did not invite a professional team.

Yi Wuji reported to the headquarters and got a lot of decoration fees.

There are not many clerks on the fifth floor, only around twenty people, so Yi Wuji granted them three days off with pay.

As for the second and third teams, the third team went on duty, while all the members of the second team stayed and became painters.

"Hey, Zhang Wei'an, do you want to rebel or something? Hurry up and work."

"Li Kong, work more quickly. You are all lazy to work on the three-day salary increase. If you can't finish it today, you will be deducted half a day's money tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, those team members who worked for 2 minutes and fished for 10 minutes seemed to have an adrenaline rush, quickly brushing cement and laying tiles.

On the second floor, Qin Fan sat on a log chair and looked at the ordering counter, hesitating for a while, then said, "This has to be changed."

Jiang Ming, who was preparing a new drink, asked curiously: "I think this is all right, don't most burger restaurants have order counters like this?"

"That's most of it." Qin Fan rolled his eyes at him, and Platinum Star appeared beside him, holding a wooden hammer and a paint brush.

After a while, a small boat replaced the ordering table.

Looking at the wooden boat in front of him, Jiang Ming said, "It doesn't look solid."

Qin Fan said: "You can do it?"

Jiang Ming shrank his head and said: "Forget it, I don't have many artistic skills, so I don't burn my brain."

At this moment, a human-high wormhole suddenly formed beside the two of them.

The particles on the edge of the wormhole were flying and falling, shining brightly, reminding Qin Fan of Doctor Strange.

I saw a figure walking out of it, glanced at the two and nodded with a smile: "The decoration is not bad, that is, what's the situation with this ordering counter?"

Du Cheng looked at the boat-shaped ordering table in front of him and frowned.

Qin Fan didn't answer, but looked at the long black box in his hand and asked, "What's in this box?"

Du Cheng said with a smile: "Oh, people must have some hobbies."

Jiang Ming made up the knife: "Isn't your hobby going to the assembly line to drive screws?"

Du Cheng glared at Jiang Ming, only to see a wormhole formed under the latter's feet, and he fell directly into it.

The next moment, another wormhole appeared on the ceiling of the second floor.

Jiang Ming's body kept falling from the top, making Qin Fan dazzled.

"Isn't it..."

Swish.

"me fault……"

Swish.

Qin Fan: ...

Du Cheng ignored Jiang Ming who was repeatedly falling, and he put the long black box in his hand on the round table.

Under Qin Fan's curious gaze, he opened the metal clasp, revealing the contents of the box.

Qin Fan: "..."

Inside the box was a rather long musical instrument, Qin Fan recognized what it was just by looking at it, and looked at Du Cheng: "You also like to play the clarinet?"

Du Cheng was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Could it be...you like it too?"

Qin Fan coughed: "I have a friend who likes it very much, but he may not play well."

Du Cheng looked into Qin Fan's eyes, then at Jiang Ming who fell wirelessly repeatedly, and said in a low voice, "Let's be honest, there are no outsiders here."

Qin Fan looked at Du Cheng, and he thought that if he had time, he could go to Hangzhou to invite Song Li over, and then ask her to use a spiritual technique to invite Brother Octopus, who likes to play the clarinet, over.

SpongeBob SquarePants is making delicious crab roe buns in the back kitchen, and Brother Octopus is at the front desk cashier, wonderful.

Qin Fan thinks it is feasible, and the plan to take little Song Li to Haicheng for a day trip has to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

"By the way, where is Xu Jin? Why didn't he come?" Du Cheng didn't pay attention to the weird smile on Qin Fan's face, and with a thought, a wormhole appeared in front of him.

He reached in and grabbed it, but it didn't feel right, good boy, grab it again.

Du Cheng: "..."

Xu Jin: "Is it hard?"

Du Cheng smiled sheepishly: "It's... okay, it's pretty hard."

"Hehe." Xu Jin sneered.

Suddenly, the sound of the toilet flushing came from the wormhole.

Qin Fan immediately understood what the two had just said.

Good guy, the car ran over your face before you even realized it?

After a while, Xu Jin walked through the wormhole in casual clothes, glanced at the renovated second floor, and walked to the back kitchen.

For some reason, when he looked at the golden shovel in front of him, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

It's like being excited, wanting to touch but not daring.

Yi Wuji happened to come up from the first floor, looked at the people on the second floor and said with a smile: "Everything and tools are ready, when are you going to start work?"

Xu Jin came out from the back kitchen and said, "Tomorrow, you can try it tonight and see how it tastes."

Du Cheng frowned: "What the hell? You haven't done it yourself? Take us as guinea pigs."

Xu Jin glared at him imposingly: "I just asked you if you want to eat, why are there so many nonsense."

"Eat, eat, eat, I'm the best at eating." Du Cheng responded perfunctorily, sitting on a chair and lighting a cigarette.

Time passed, and in one afternoon, the whole building was completely renovated. Yi Wuji settled the accounts in the office on the third floor. Seeing that there was still money left, he nodded with a smile.

"If you invite the construction team to come and renovate, you can't charge more than 50 yuan for one floor, plus furniture, tsk tsk, it really is better to let your own people decorate to save money."

"The remaining money can be used to buy more wine and ingredients. I'm really a budget-conscious profiteer."

After praising himself, he called all the squads back for dinner.

In the past, the catering branch did not contract. When everyone was hungry, they would go to the roadside fast food restaurant to order a casual meal.

After eating and resting, I will go on duty again.

But today is different because there is a 'master' who wants to show his skills.

In the hamburger restaurant on the second floor, Jiang Ming opened his mouth and delivered more than 50 cocktails prepared by Yang Gan to the dining table.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they were amazed, as if they had never seen the world.

After all, speaking is not a very common ability. So far, there have only been a total of six in China, and the first five have already died.

This is currently number six.

"Each side of the patty needs to be cut for 283 seconds... Always let the brush evenly stick to the clean water... Lettuce should not be too dry when drying, it will affect the taste..."

In the back kitchen, Xu Jin's hands are extremely skilled in frying meatloaf, washing and drying lettuce.

He is so fast, it seems like he was born with it.

"Oh my god, this damn sense of proficiency, I really think the burger I make must be delicious, if it is not delicious, you can kick my ass with your boots."

Yi Wuji and Du Cheng who were closest to the back kitchen twitched their mouths when they heard the words, why did they suddenly speak Western accents?

"Bread, meatloaf, ketchup, mustard, pickled cabbage, onions, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes, bread."

“The first delicious crab roe bun!”

Xu Jin stretched out his plate from the dining table, and on the clean white plate was a savory hamburger.

Just smelling it makes people salivate like crazy.

Du Cheng licked the corner of his mouth: "What the hell... Actually, the little white mouse is not bad either."

"I'm the boss, so I should eat this one first." Yi Wuji reached out and patted Du Cheng's dog paw, then turned his head to look at the fifty or so people who were staring at the hamburger behind him: "Any comments?"

Everyone: "Don't dare."

The corner of Yi Wuji's mouth raised, he picked up the delicious Crab Crab Fort and took a deep breath.

"It's so delicious."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took a bite and it was crunchy.

The flavors of gravy, ketchup, and mustard instantly exploded in the mouth and spread all over the taste buds; at this moment, Yi Wuji's tongue seemed to be sublimated, and the taste was so delicious that he just wanted to linger on it quietly.

He opened his eyes, and under the blinking eyes of everyone, he said, "I think...it can be regarded as our staff meal in the future."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what was going on.

They have worked here for several years, and after getting along day and night, they naturally know what the boss likes to eat on weekdays.

Basically, except for the pig's knuckle rice across the street, others don't catch a cold.

For him to say such a thing is enough to prove that the taste of this burger has conquered his tricky taboo.

Yi Wuji took another bite, suddenly thought of something, and quickly said: "It's at your own expense, but it's not too expensive, ten yuan each."

Everyone: ??????

Du Cheng: ?–_–?

Qin Fan: |?_?`)

Qin Fan thought in his heart: "This damned desire to make money, I probably know how his gtr came about."

Within 2 minutes, Xu Jin put the plate on the dining window and rang the bell.

Jingle Bell.

"Second copy!"

This time Du Cheng quickly grabbed it and spit.

Yi Wuji silently withdrew his left hand that he wanted to snatch.

Happy hour always goes by quickly.

As night fell, everyone touched their full stomachs, and the sound of belching kept ringing.

A group of people picked their teeth and chatted about these days.

Because the Fallen God Sect has been severely damaged, the mystery of haunting Haicheng is much less.

During the daytime, Qin Fan had already been to the third laboratory on the west side. When he first arrived, that place had been completely destroyed without any evidence left.

If it did not exceed his expectations, it should be someone from another faction in the headquarters who came to solve the problem.

After packing a warm and delicious Crab Crab Fortress, the two twinkles arrived at Qin Fan's home under Jiang Mingyan's helpless delivery.

"Eat well, the calorie intake is too high today, Lao Qin, why don't we go to exercise tomorrow night?" Jiang Ming opened the refrigerator and took out a can of Feizhai Happy Water and drank it directly.

He bought it and put it in Qin Fan's house. After all, if he drank it every day at home, he would be caught by his mother.

"Row."

"I'm leaving."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Ming's figure disappeared.

At this moment, Qin Fan opened the page and used the elf ball to throw Guagua into reality.

Guagua stood on the dining table, looking at Qin Fan who was empty-handed: "Quack? Quack!?"

(It's been three days! Where's your d... where's the chicken leg!?)

The corner of Qin Fan's mouth twitched, and he swore that he was really too busy to forget, after all, that kind of thing happened in the morning, and he went to Li's Building to do something in the afternoon.

At night, I had to clean up the semi-mystery again. When I came back, I found that the branch was almost turned into ruins. After cleaning all night, I went home tired and went straight to sleep.

"Don't worry, although I don't have chicken legs, I still brought you something more delicious than chicken legs." Qin Fan took out the box from his handbag.

The moment you open it, the fragrance overflows.

Guagua took a deep breath, staring at the crab roe bun with big watery eyes.

"Cuck!"

(You said, one less and you are a puppy!)