I am in love with the planet

Mr. Hassan sits at the food stand.

Loud noises of "swipe-boom-" and "swipe-boom-" kept ringing in his ears.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the black-haired shop owner was picking up the big crab with one hand, lifting it from the ground—smash it down, pick it up—smash it down.

Mr. Hassan took a deep breath, feeling a little pain in his bones.

The crack that the big crab tore open with its claws on the ground has been flattened by its own body. Big Wow looked at the re-tamped ground and nodded.

He looked at the dying crab in his hand again——

Where does this crab still look like it was showing off its power just now?One of its crab claws was thrown off, and only three pairs of crab legs remained. The hard carapace on its back was cracked, and those who didn't know it thought it was run over by a spaceship.

Dawa suppressed his appetite to swallow the big crab whole, broke off a piece of crab shell and chewed it, then picked up the crab claws and crab legs that fell on the ground, picked up two crabs as tall as him, and walked away. into the shop.

"Jingle Bell--"

He rang the bell on the door and said to everyone in the shop——

"Today's special menu - crab! Everyone can order!"

The movement of the shopkeeper catching crabs still alarmed many people, causing them to quit the game.At this moment, there was cheers in the store.

"I come to this store to report every day, and this is the day I've been waiting for hahaha! Hard work pays off!"

"The last time a foreign race appeared was three days ago. What was the special menu in the store? Small octopus balls or braised octopus?"

"I love lobsters the most. Hey, when will the lobsters go ashore?"

"The lobster is so violent, you are embarrassing my boss!"

"What's the matter? Did you see the crab today? It walked sideways! Have you survived under the boss's hands for half a minute? You still have to kneel."

"..."

What you said was so reasonable that I was speechless.

Ms. Taima is also a member who quit the game. When she just quit the game, the expression on her face was a little dignified, but after seeing the fresh big crab, her expression completely turned into joy——

"Wow!" Ms. Taima swallowed, raised her hand and said, "Give me a spicy crab, a boiled crab, and a steamed crab!"

"There is no such way as 'boiled crab'," Dawa said casually while memorizing the recipe, "I'll replace it with crab and radish soup."

"You can figure it out."

Ms. Taima waved her hand happily, sat down and waited for the delicious food to be served.

Dawa "Bada" and "Bada" broke the only three pairs of crab legs left, and walked into the back kitchen with the crab claws and crab legs in one hand and the crab cover in the other hand.

"So handsome!"

"Still gentle!"

“Can also cook seafood!”

The discussion in the store still hasn't subsided, and Mr. Hassan feels that according to this trend, it won't be long before Titan Star's dream lover TOP1 will change from the popular star Kaimon to this store owner.

"After all, there are good-looking men all over the street. Men who are good-looking, good-natured, can cook, and can fight are even rarer than three-legged Tata beasts." Ms. Taima picked up a paragraph Bird Neck commented wisely.

Mr. Hassan wiped his sweat, looked back at the kitchen, and whispered to Ms. Taima: "Are you not surprised at all?"

"Why are you surprised?" Ms. Taima told him the truth casually: "This Mr. Big Wow is the champion of this year's Big Eater Competition. A man who can even eat up pollution sources, what happened to tearing a crab?"

"Then he can't... eat, eat..."

Mr. Hassan's world view has suffered a huge blow. As a person who doesn't pay much attention to entertainment, he always thinks that the champion of the Big Eater Competition must be as tall and strong as himself, even if he doesn't have a big waist. Who knows...

"Tsk," seeing her old friend's tongue tied in surprise, Ms. Taima glanced at him in disgust.

She picked up the steamed crab meat that had just been served, dipped it in the ginger vinegar sauce, and stuffed it into her mouth happily.

"What's wrong with eating aliens? Isn't aliens crabs? They have more meat and better taste than ordinary crabs. Why didn't you think we didn't think of it before?"

Mr. Hassan: Because the aliens who were killed by us before had gunshot wounds all over their bodies, and they were rotten into pieces, and they seemed to have no appetite.

"Forget it, never mind." Ms. Taima took a sip of the monkey wine and said to her old friend, "Do you know that the owner of this shop is from the Huaxia galaxy, and I heard that there are only two kinds of things there."

"What can be eaten and what can't be eaten?" Mr. Hassan asked.

"No," Ms. Taima leisurely spit out Dawa's answer at the time: "It's delicious and delicious after processing."

Mr. Hassan: "..."

A galaxy with such a powerful combat power is like a pearl hidden in the gravel, and it will emerge no matter what.

"...Let's not talk about this," Dawa brought four large bowls of skewers from the back kitchen, Ms. Taima grabbed a handful, and said to Mr. Hassan: "Let's talk about what happened in the 'Big Stomach King Competition' It's an accident, the detective dungeon just gave me inspiration, this accident can actually be linked to the blood spot killer case not long ago..."

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"Three hundred, four hundred, five hundred... one thousand, two thousand, three thousand... eleven thousand, twelve thousand, thirteen thousand..."

In the yard in the early morning, Yuan Lingjun was sorting out the daily turnover of the Chuan Chuan shop.

The piles of banknotes and coins were quickly dug open by Tanuki and Kukan, sorted into small mountain bags of different denominations, and flew to the feet of Tengu.

Tengu sat on the ground dignifiedly, swept the coins with a sweep of its big furry tail, counted out a hundred coins, and swept them in front of Yuan Lingjun with a "swipe".

"one thousand."

Yuan Lingjun picked up the stack of banknotes and pressed Yuanyuan's belly.

The little yellow chicken in his arms opened the trap on its stomach, revealing a boxy storage space. The space compressed in the little yellow chicken's belly was as big as a room.

This was discovered by Yuan Lingjun and Yuanyuan not long ago. Since that day, all the working capital of the family has been placed in Yuanyuan's belly. Now it is no longer an ordinary little yellow chicken. The economic lifeline of the family.

Even Jingwei has to ask scheming balls for money when he goes out to buy groceries!

"Thirteen thousand and sixty."

After counting the income of the Chuan Chuan shop today, Yuan Lingjun patted Yuan Yuan's stomach with admiration.

"Wow, you are getting more and more capable!"

"That's it," Jingwei snorted, "You don't even know whose nephew he is!"

Dawa, a well-known entrepreneur and young man on Titan Star, hugged his aunt in his arms, smoothed her feathers, and smiled modestly.

"I would like to thank my aunt and everyone here for their great support. Without your help, I would not be where I am today!"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

Well, the only bad thing is that since Ms. Taima often took some friends to the store to eat skewers, Dawa's tone of voice has become a lot more official, and the daily chat is like attending a press conference.

"By the way," after thanking him for a while, Dawa suddenly remembered something important. He said to Yuan Lingjun, "When will the game helmet be released to the public? Many customers are asking where to buy this game. Especially Ms. Tamar."

"The guests said that the time for eating every day is not enough for them to get through the copy of Detective Baker Street. For the sake of the limited edition boss and pet, they don't think about food or food, and they don't even have the energy to work. They wish they could hang up all twelve hours a day. On the game."

"Also, several guests have come to play games three times a day, and some of them have stomach problems after eating too much skewers, and were sent to the hospital for treatment."

It is conceivable that these will be the main force of krypton gold in the future.

"No hurry," Yuan Lingjun replied: "There are not many ready-made helmets. Fortunately, there are many game chips stored in the spaceship. I have already ordered other parts and are working overtime to make a new batch of helmets."

"That's good," Dawa nodded: "It's okay to hang your appetite for a few more days-hunger marketing."

Jingwei was moved: "Wow, when did you become so educated?"

Even learned the word "hunger marketing"!