The First Order

The middle-aged man who came to send something to say hello to Ren Xiaosu, put down the ingredients and was ready to leave. Luo Wei was in the yard for a long time: "You give me a stop, my brother of the Qing family does not have a face, why? Don't give us food! I am Qing's brother!"

As a result, the middle-aged man did not care about him...

When Luo Yan saw someone away, he would no longer be embarrassed. He carefully looked at the ingredients sent by the other party: "Hey, it’s all used to match the hot pot. The beef is marinated, and the hairy belly is covered with ice. There is a pot bottom!"

Ren Xiaosu and others looked at each other. They had eaten hot pot before, but they didn’t eat leek.

The hot pots of the emigrants are Jiugong plaids. This is not for the sake of cooking separately, but everyone has no money, so nine people make a pot to eat, one person and one plaid, no one is cheap.

But at that time the grid was not dead, it was separated by bamboo, so some people like to steal other people's dishes from the bottom of the pot.

No matter whether there are plain clothes outside the door, new arrivals in a place, people have sent ingredients, and everyone has to rest well.

As Ren Xiaosu said, the most important thing for them now is to wait for Xiao Su to recover from illness, instead of making trouble with moths.

There are several tables in the yard, and the three-in-one yard is extraordinarily spacious. Don't say that there are thirty people living in it. Even if you live in a hundred people, you can live in it.

When the hot pot was boiled, Luo Yan said while moving the chopsticks: "Is Yang Xiaolu getting you 88 barriers, why not go to Qingshi to find my brother?"

"Where are you going to Qing?" Ren Xiaosu gave him a look: "You are in a state of turmoil, and we may have to be hurt if we go."

"That is also stronger than Yang at this time, especially with the mob," Luo said.

"How do you say?" Ren Xiaosu was puzzled.

"Most of the mobs have left Yang, do you know this?" Luo said.

"Know," Ren Xiaosu replied.

"Now the main war faction is in power, the mob has long been marginalized, and the mob has been separated from the family to become an independent force, and the Yang presidium is very annoyed, so he parted ways!" Luo Xiaole laughed and said: "To say that the mobs are also powerful, there is no way for the entire Yang to take them. This is only the extraordinary group can do it."

"The mob is going to destroy your nuclear test base. Do you praise them?" Ren Xiaosu said.

"Oh, no contradiction," Luo said with a smile: "I am telling the truth, there is no need to lower myself in a way that degrades others, and they can't find our base, no one wants to find it!"

"Let's do it," Ren Xiaosu knows. In fact, the mobs are not waiting to be seen inside Yang: "Yes, how are you going to leave Yang? They probably won't let you go."

Luo Wei suddenly opened the topic: "Ha ha ha, come to eat the belly, I tell you, this hair belly can be particular, I teach you, after the soup..."

As a result, Xiao Su held tightly on Luo's wrist: "You don't have to teach, you teach us half a dish, we come."

......

At this time, the north of the 88 barrier, that is the rich area of ​​the entire barrier, the entire rich area of ​​grass is like a manor.

In a villa of 3210 square meters, the restaurant is busy with servants coming in and out. There are two steel knives hanging on the wall of the restaurant. The shank is set with precious stones, which looks very valuable.

But this well-made cold weapon has been swayed in the era of hot weapons today, and only when the servant wipes it will someone touch them.

There is also a badge on the handle, which is Yang’s unique Qingyang. It is said that the founder of the Yang’s consortium was about to starve to death in the wilderness at the earliest, but when he was starving, a sheep came to him and was willing to become him. food.

This is to let Xiao Su listen to this story, it is estimated that the bar will be opened on the spot...

The servants brought the same dishes to the table, while the long table had only three people, Yang Xiaoyu, and a middle-aged couple.

The middle-aged man rolled up the sleeves of the white shirt and said, "Oh, I heard that you brought some of the displaced people back?"

Yang Xiaoyu was silent: "Yes three uncles."

"It’s not a good habit to make friends with the displaced people," Yang Xiaoying’s uncle took the chopsticks: "The level of one person’s friend determines the level of this person. Letting you go out is because you are relieved, let you go outside to meet the world. Don't play with your heart, and don't learn bad things with your aunt."

Yang Xiaoyu said calmly: "They are different."

Yang’s presiding officer’s words are now high, and half of all consortium affairs are handed over to Yang Xiao’s three uncles, Yang Lan’an.

The woman opposite Yang Xiaoyu said: "You are not for your uncle, even if your parents are still there, the same will be said. The displaced people have not received a good education, and they will not have any etiquette. There is nothing common to sit down and eat together. The topic, so don't be too close to them. If you want to help them, then give appropriate help."

When the other party says to help the refugees, the expression is like a kind of charity.

In Yang Xiaoxuan's view, she always feels that the eyes of San Shu Yang and An Sanrong are still on the level of ordinary people. But the world has changed. The quality and strength of the boy has long surpassed the big one. Part of the extraordinary.

But this is not the main thing.

Yang Xiaoyu put down the chopsticks: "I am full."

"There are important things to discuss with you," Yang said. "There is no problem with the frontline warfare. The next thing we have to face is Qingshi. Qingyi is a hero. His success in winning power is not for us. What good thing, did the mob find the experimental base of Qingshi?"

“No,” Yang Xiaoyan shook his head. “I think they probably won’t use this level of weapons.”

"That must be guarded," said Yang Yu'an. Now Yang has some support for the activities of the mob. In fact, he was willing to let Yang Xiaoyu go out before. He also hopes that the mob can find the experimental base of Qingshi so that they can destroy their expansion. The last unstable factor.

However, listening to Yang Lanan continued: "There will be a long conflict between the future and Qingshi, so we have to make more plans. Before the Qing Dynasty, let the Zongshi of the north become our ally. On the one hand, it is stable, and the other is On the one hand, it is the formation of a joint force, which directly creates pressure on Qingshi. It is not only that he will celebrate the battle, but Yang will also."

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Yang Lanan: "Three uncles, what do you want to say?"

"Zongshi will come in a few days, you will receive them," Yang said.