Soon, a table of dishes was swept away by everyone.
Everyone showed contented expressions.
However, Lin Yan felt that it was inadequate. Because this meal is too vegetarian.
It's a pity, there is no reserve meat at home!
Sword Douluo is the one that has benefited the most.
Normally, after breaking through to level 97, it takes a while to stabilize his cultivation.
This process can be as short as three or two months and as long as one and a half years. But such a long process has been be omitted after a hot pot meal!
Sword Douluo knew that he was already at the 97th level now, as if he had been fighting for many years.
Even Sword Douluo thinks that if he understands enough right now, he can immediately make the next breakthrough.
God man!
Mr. Lin is really a God and a man!
There is no problem that cannot be solved by a hot pot meal!
"Is everyone full?"
Lin Yan saw everyone leaning against the chairs, and raising their eyebrows slightly, "You have not eaten the buns I prepared for you yet."
As he said, he couldn't help but look at the white-faced steamed buns on the corner of the table. There was regret in his eyes.
I'm blind.
After all, the food will not taste good after overnight.
It is not new even if it is placed in the system space.
In fact, everyone has also discovered this tender and lovely steamed buns.
It looks really good, and the taste must be good. Even, no one doubts its power.
After all, it must be a heavenly product!
But they can't eat it anymore.
What a pity, there are so many opportunities in this wave that I can't digest it all at once!
'Woof...'
At this time, Da Hei yelled twice and attracted Lin Yan's attention. "Haha, I almost forgot about you!"
Is this to feed the dog?
No, we must resolutely eat it!
Even if you are a big boss, I will stop you!
Flender is a stingy guy and his heart bleeds at the thought of feeding a bun to a dog.
So, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Lin, you prepared these buns for us. Although we can't eat them, we can't disappoint you. Can we take them away?"
"Do you want this bun?" Lin Yan was stunned.
Flender nodded hurriedly: "It's a pity that such delicious food is wasted."
"OK!"
Lin Yan certainly would not refuse, and at the same time praised: "You soul master are really too frugal! If Dean Flender doesn't mind, he can naturally take it away."
"Don't mind, I definitely don't mind!"
Flender was overjoyed immediately, ignoring Da Hei's murderous gaze. He quickly raised his hand, took one in each hand, and held it carefully in his hand.
This is all right?
Sword Douluo hurriedly stood up after seeing this. "Mr. Lin, I don't mind either!"
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his pair of big hands and directly grabbed the remaining three steamed buns in his hands.
Their texture surprised him, the steamed bun was soft enough to make people comfortable.
He even subconsciously squeezed them twice.
Good stuff!
It is really a good thing! Not only can it be eaten, but it can also be used to feel good.
Sword Douluo, you actually grabbed my chance...Flender secretly gritted his teeth. Suddenly there was a bold thought in his mind: "Mr. Lin, after eating this hot pot, it's useless to keep the soup, right? Just so you know, I have a friend who loves soup!"
"Uh...your friend has such a hobby?" Lin Yan was slightly startled, somewhat speechless: "Please!"
"Thank you!"
Flender was overjoyed, but fortunately he was prepared.
In front of the stunned eyes of everyone, he took out two pots from the Spirit Guidance Device, and poured all the soup under the hot pot into them!
Zhu Zhuqing saw this scene with her beautiful eyes and thought of a possibility. Did this guy bring them to take spirit water?
"Good fellow, you are such a good fellow Flender."
Sword Douluo's eyelids twitched. He sighed inwardly. "This soup is full of the essence of various spiritual materials, it really contains good things. It's cheaper for him."
Of course, the most unhappy person here is Da Hei.
It can't wait to rush up and slap Flender to death.
The guy ate all the food and didn't even leave anything, he didn't even leave a drop of soup.
This guy, this guy is not human. He isn't leaving a way for the dog to survive.
Night fell.
Originally, Lin Yan planned to let Flender and Sword Douluo live in the courtyard for the night, but Sword Douluo and Flender resolutely refused.
Certainly they want to stay here, but they dare not to.
A person can take liberties, but not too much.
Although this sacred place is good, if they spent too much time with the boss, won't it be too annoying for the boss?
They are not children anymore, they can be sensible.
So the two of them still chose to leave by the door.
After they went out. Flander opened his mouth and said: "There is something I want to ask, I don't know whether to talk about it or not?"
"Talk!"
Sword Douluo snorted.
"Uh..." Flender said again.
"I think the thing that I am about to ask is worth half a pot of soup!"
"Flender, speak properly. If you have something to say, what is this you mention for exchange of the soup."
Sword Douluo showed an unhappy look but later he said with confidence: "Let me tell you for half a pot of clear soup, there is nothing I can't do!"
Flender: "..."
Finally, after paying the price of half a pot of clear soup, Flender asked Sword Douluo to help him hunt for the eighth spirit ring.
After obtaining a spirit ring an even more unexpected thing happened.
After obtaining the spirit ring, Flender did not simply break through to the eighty-one level. Instead, he reached level eighty-three in one step.
This scene made Sword Douluo's eyelids jump. What a solid foundation? How many opportunity did you take from the big boss? Doesn't your conscience hurt?
But then again although the gap between each level after the eighties is not as big as the gap between each level after the ninety-fifth level.
However, the strength of the eighty-third level is enough for Flanders to gain a firm foothold in the spirit Douluo level. No matter where you go, you can be called a strong one.
The next day.
When Sword Douluo and Flanders came back, they saw a scene that made them despair.
They feel that they have lost one hundred thousand year soul bone, and that they have missed a great opportunity!
Because the breakfast time is over!
At this time, Zhu Zhuqing was clearing the dishes.
And Lin Yan was sitting in the wicker chair that he had woven. Behind him, Ning Rongrong was giving Lin Yan a shoulder massage with her white tender hands.
He has to say, Ning Rongrong massage is very good.
If it weren't for the fact that the forces behind her were too large, and that he was afraid of misleading her. Lin Yan really didn't mind accepting this disciple.
After all, Ning Rongrong is so good that she does things even if he doesn't ask anything.
Massaging his shoulders and his legs. After a while, when the grapes are ripe she feeds him the grapes. Isn't she very good?
In contrast, Sword Douluo's eyes widened when he saw this scene and couldn't help but secretly complain: I have known you for more than ten years, I never seen you do such things for me Ning Rongrong.
He swears that he has never seen such a cute scene from this little witch.
This is a picture that you can't even dream of.
What little witch, isn't she a goddess?
"The weather is good today, Qing'er, you can take Rongrong in to expose her mind to the books in the library."
After that Lin Yan casually greeted the two, still lying on the wicker chair.
The lazily shining of the sun was really comfortable on the body, he didn't want to move, and even felt drowsy.
"Um."
Zhu Zhuqing was always like this, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
After that Zhu Zhuquing led Ning Rongrong inside the house.
But Ning Rongrong is different from her who doesn't like to talk. She couldn't help asking curiously: "The library? Where is it? Why haven't I heard of it."
"You are here."
Zhu Zhuquing said lightly. Of course she wouldn't have a good expression for this rival who competes with her.
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FEBRUARY 10
NATIONAL LIBRARY LOVER'S MONTH
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Stop hugging that library. No wait, my mistake, I forgot that it's Library Lovers Month- and it seems to have come at just the right time as many local libraries are struggling during the economic downturn. So why love your local library?
Libraries are a sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life; they offer security and peace and quiet. They are also a place where you can focus surrounded by likeminded people with the desire to acquire knowledge.