Fake Mechanic

() Fatty's memory of Lu Boyan's appearance many years ago has long been blurred. In Xiang Yu's heart, there is always only one hero, and that is Mr. Guan, a master who can nail a rag into wood.

From the bottom of his heart, he vilified Lu Boyan into a skinny old man with a mustache, the same reason as countless men beautifying his first love whom he hadn't seen for many years. After all, a fat man is a hob meat who is not afraid of death. fly up

When Wei started to work, he was already walking towards the Baita District. Children from poor families could not afford a car, and fat people relied on their legs.

As soon as he entered the White Pagoda area, he heard a sigh from Wei.

"It seems that we all think that Xunlei is too simple. He actually expected us to keep this hand, and canceled the back door permission through the security self-check of Zhongyang Brain."

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Fatty was thrown into ups and downs by repeated accidents, and he thought how interesting it would be to meet Lu Boyan for the first time, but now his hopes burst like bubbles, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Wei knew that he was not going to give up, so he sent a screenshot into his mind, "I don't have enough authority to see if I hadn't been prepared, I would have been tracked down by Zhong Yang's brain and located you at your current location."

He became a lonely soul wandering aimlessly again, the fat man was a little dazed, and the little ghost of Xunlei looked cute and harmless, but he actually cut off his own resources in advance, just like the general of the charge was gone and he sat down on a BMW horse, a million dollars The army ran out of food and supplies, and the first secret contest was obviously won by Xunlei.

"If he cheated on us, you should cheat on him too." Unconvinced, he put forward his own suggestion.

Wei's answer made him even more frustrated, "Since Xunlei dared to do this, he just wanted to save himself from having backdoor permissions. We have the same permission level as him. Since the security self-inspection can find our little tricks, naturally we won't miss him. Yes, I think, maybe he made such a plan long before agreeing on the bet."

"Then will this affect the little goblin's search in the six-dimensional space?"

"As long as the cloud does not borrow the authority of the central yang brain and the highest sequence database, it will not."

Only then did the fat man heave a sigh of relief, but then he felt a little disappointed. If Yun couldn't do what she wanted to do, he would return to him, but what would Wei do then?It seems that only one of the two personalities can make the decision, and the fat man feels in a dilemma when he thinks that Wei will not speak at all when Yun speaks.

Sensing Fatty's psychological changes, Wei Wei comforted him, "Are you thinking about the cloud again? In fact, it is not impossible for you to want us to exist in the chip at the same time. When your mind is strong enough to completely block my Snooping, that is, when the priority of this central chip can be reduced to the lowest by you, then I and the cloud can exist in your spiritual world at the same time without causing any trouble or side effects to you."

"It's easy for you to say, why do I feel that this step seems to be hundreds of millions of light years away?"

Completely lost the goal, the search for Lu Boyan was reduced to a boring walk, looking at the luxuriously decorated shops on both sides of the streets in Baita District, and the men and women of the upper class walking in gorgeous clothes, almost no one looked at a certain A fat man who lost his soul and wandered aimlessly like a zombie.

Xiang Yu laughed at himself and sighed, walking forward.

Man is a very strange creature, and habits have actually become part of nature.In fact, habits are a bit like nature, because the difference between "often" and "always" is not big. People always chat with familiar people, and walking means often going to familiar places.

For Fatty, the most familiar place in Baita District is Wine Street and the night market.

Liquor cheats, night market beats people, the combination of these two things has caused the fat man to become a bad person now.When the bad man raised his head and looked around, he realized that he had unknowingly reached the night market at the end of the wine street.

Before it was time to do business, most of the shops were closed, except for one.

The familiar stench floated into his nose, the corners of the fat man's mouth moved slightly, and the memories not long ago resurfaced in his heart. This is the place where Xiao Mi once specially brought him to eat supper. What is the smelly and fragrant thing? Ever since Wei was forcibly poured in countless materials from the ancient earth era, he has already guessed seven or eight points.

Besides the stinky tofu handed down from ancient China, is there any other possibility? <The seed of the autumn, but he couldn't help but stop, intending to taste it himself.

There is only one small table at the entrance of the shop, and there is one customer, it seems that this person is also a gourmet, and he can call the boss to open the door during non-business hours, which is very similar to Xiao Mi.Thinking of the boss once laughing and complaining that setting up a small stall made it feel like clocking in to work, the fat man sat at that table.

At this time, Wei poured cold water on it again, "Although the things are not expensive, you still can't seem to pay the bill. Could it be that you want to eat for nothing?"

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that he was not only penniless but also owed tens of millions, so he got up embarrassingly.

The boss over there was bringing over a bowl of stinky tofu. Seeing that the fat man was about to get up after just touching the stool, he looked familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that he had come here with Xiao Mi once, so he became more enthusiastic and greeted him loudly. , "You are Xiao Mi's friend, why did you have to leave when you first came?"

The fat man was a little embarrassed. He glanced at the words on the price tag at the door. A bowl of stinky tofu was only [-] credits, but the old saying once said that a penny is hard for a hero. The fat man just scratched his head with a wry smile and said, " I'm sorry, boss, money is a little tight recently."

In today's federation, there is no such thing as forgetting to bring your wallet. This reason has been rolled into the garbage dump of history after the currency system of credit points became popular. Wandering around the White Tower District, but can't afford snacks worth [-] credit points. As soon as the words came out, the middle-aged man on the opposite side who was buried in eating stinky tofu and still mumbling loudly finally raised his head and took a look at the fat man.

Inadvertently met the eyes of this person, and saw that the other person was eating and laughing, his mouth clicked, and the stinky tofu was still crackling between his teeth, splashing a little oil, and the fat man suddenly felt the smell that was originally unbearable. The nasal cavity has been gradually used to it, and even a trace of saliva is being secreted uncontrollably.

The little action of swallowing saliva was seen by the middle-aged man, and he smiled even more.

"If you know how good this small shop is, you must be someone in this way. Sit down, and Lao Luo will bring him a copy, please."

The fat man was finally able to sit down at the table, and watched curiously as the other party ate. The stinky tofu, as black as cinders, was stuffed into his mouth one by one, and the oily juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The generous person of the section.

Xiang Yu is a self-acquainted character, since the other party is throwing bricks and attracting jade, of course he can't use it as a wooden stake.

The boss brought up a portion of stinky tofu, the fat man sniffed it a couple of times, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth just like that man did, as soon as he took a bite he knew it was bad.

There seems to be a piece of scorching hot iron sticking to the tongue. After biting through the crispy skin, the oil inside splashes out, like an exploded high-explosive bomb. Fatty Bull immediately stands up and screams, with both hands Keep fanning your mouth.

At this time, the boss who brought a glass of cold boiled water was the timely rain who saved his life. The fat man snatched the water glass and gulped it dry. Then he took a breath and continued to take a second bite.

The middle-aged man showed curiosity and asked, "You look like this, it should be the first time you have eaten it. Has anyone recommended it to you? The shape and smell of this thing are not everyone's favorite."

He picked up a piece and shook it at the fat man, then threw it into his mouth without thinking.

"Well, a friend brought me here, but I didn't eat it last time. That...isn't your bowl hot?"

The fat man saw the speed at which the autumn wind was sweeping the fallen leaves, and there were no two slices left in the bowl. The boss over there seemed to have known this would happen a long time ago, and brought out the second slice.

The middle-aged man smiled and took a slice from his bowl to the fat man, "Try it and you'll know."

The fat man carefully bit a small corner this time, but he still felt that the tip of his tongue was numb, and he almost missed it with a trembling of his hand. It was almost the same heat, but the uncle opposite didn't feel it at all. How strong is this tongue? ?

"Lao Luo's stinky tofu is made in a unique way. The crispy outer skin completely seals the hot oil juice, just like soup dumplings. There is no abnormality on the outside, but the tenderness of tofu is still soft and fragrant inside. You can eat more You will get used to it after a few times. If you drink it with cold water, although it is easy to swallow, it will dilute the aroma of the oil juice inside, and the gain outweighs the gain."

This person spoke clearly and honestly, and his mouth was not idle, and the second share was reduced by a small half in an instant.

The fat man looked at the piece of stinky tofu on the tip of the chopsticks that could almost burn his tongue. He couldn't bear the cruelty of self-torture. He blew on it for a long time before putting it in his mouth. It hits the nose, and there is no more smell, only joy and admiration.

Seeing the fat man's expression of admiration, the middle-aged man greeted him and asked the shop owner to bring another serving to the fat man, as a way to let his mouth dry first.

The fat man looked at him while eating. This uncle looked like he was only in his early 30s, and his appearance could only be described as ordinary. The chopsticks in his hands are as small as children's chopsticks for children to learn to eat, except that the parts that help to fix the fingers are missing.

Seeing his turmoil, the fat man wondered, why does this uncle seem to have not eaten for many years, is he going to fill his stomach with stinky tofu?

The middle-aged man saw him eating leisurely and leisurely, so he reminded him, "Lao Luo has a weird temper, and he only sells it for 200 yuan a day. At your speed, I will eat all my share later. Don't blame me for not warning you in advance."

The fat man chuckled, "It's okay, it's okay. Uncle doesn't seem to be from Dongdijing. It's not that I'm talking too much. The way you eat seems to make up for what you haven't eaten in ten years. I didn't eat enough today, so I'll come back tomorrow."

Uncle Giant Palm let out a breath of hot air from his mouth, and gave a thumbs up in praise, "The little guy is very smart, he actually knows that I haven't eaten for a long time. Yes, it's rare to come here once, of course you have to enjoy it. Last time someone competed with me One hundred pieces per person, I lost one and a half pieces to him, I went back to practice for a long time, and today I wanted to decide whether to win or lose again, but it was you who came."

Fatty heard it interesting, there are still stinky tofu competitions in this world, it can be seen that this talkative uncle is also a wonderful person, thinking of this, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind, and his eyes scanned the man's face back and forth.

After looking at it for a while, I couldn't see anything wrong. The fat man kept doing it, and the idea in his mind became stronger and stronger, like a stick in his throat.

He leaned over his head and lowered his voice and asked mysteriously.

"Uncle, isn't your surname Lu?"