Although the happiness of Yunyun Leopard is unimaginable, it is not allowed to continue to enjoy the time.

There are still two hours before it is dark. You must hurry up and hurry up.

Toca Yiyi reluctantly returned the little guy with his fingers to the mother leopard and walked in front.

Director Fox also touched the strong muscles on the big guy, and walked towards the 2,500 -meter camp with Zhang Bei.

Fortunately, there was no accident in the next road. The three people stepped on the light of the moonlight to the door of the camp.

Director Fox took a sip of oxygen silently and rubbed the sour legs.

He has always felt that his physical strength was still good.

After all, often follow the scientific research team around the world.

But since I met Zhang Bei, every time I feel that my physical fitness may be fake.

In the case of hurrying today, he had to start to suck oxygen in order to keep up with these two beasts.

After looking at the audience in the live broadcast room, Zhang Bei also stretched a lazy waist and chose to leave.

"That's it for the live broadcast today. Tomorrow we will find a trace of finding a puppet nearby."

Taking advantage of the light at dusk, Zhang Bei hung up the live broadcast, and then turned his head to look at the Toca.

"Where is the restaurant?"

Toca pointed to a wooden house not far from the door of the camp: "That's it!"

With the goal, Zhang Bei directly took Director Hu and walked over.

In fact, many people who come to Meili Snow Mountain are to see the scenery. After all, they really want to challenge the peak. After all, there are only a few.

Two or five hundred meters is already the limit of most ordinary people.

If you go up, high -reverse, cold, and the inconvenience of life is enough to persuade most people.

At this time, there were already many people in the restaurant. A Tibetan guy was busy between the kitchen and the dining table.

Seeing a few people in Zhang Bei came in, they quickly greeted them.

"How many of them?"

"Three."

"Come with me!"

This kind of wooden house naturally does not have such things such as private rooms. There are more than 30 tables in the hall.

But no one cares about this. It is a rare thing to have a hot meal in the camp.

Looking at the menu that the young man took, Zhang Beifei almost ordered two dishes.

That's right, two are enough!

Watching the young man recorded it, Zhang Bei pointed to the Fox Director who was sitting next to him.

"He said that your family has a small amount of food, please be sure to tell you the owner of this sentence."

"Okay, I will tell!"

The waiter glanced at Director Fox deeply, and then walked into the back kitchen with the written list.

Zhang Bei looked at Director Hu's confused eyes, a mysterious smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, leaning on a chair to rest.

For a Northeast, you can say that his dishes are not delicious. It can also be said that his dishes are ugly, but you must not say that the weight is not enough!

This is the biggest insult to a Northeast chef!

The kitchen movements are fast, but about ten minutes, Zhang Beibei ’s onion lamb and sauerkraut blood intestines will be brought up.

Director Hu's eyes widened and looked at the whole person full of sauerkraut blood in front of him.

Fuck, I remember 45 yuan for this dish, right?

You are sure you wo n’t lose money in such a big pot?

What about the onion burst lamb and green onions?

Is this two pounds of mutton?

Are you sure the price of this place is not half a loss?

It didn't take long before the vegetables came up, and a fleshy figure drilled out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife.

"Let me see which grandson says my dishes are small!"

Listening to the familiar accent, Zhang Bei turned his head and looked at it.

"Oka?"

"Well, fellow, my Mohe Naka."

"I have come from Baishan!"

Seeing the fellow villagers, the boss also had a smile on his face.

"Amu, don't pick up the guests, I will break today!"

"good!"

The waiter glanced at Zhang Bei, and soon hung a break brand at the door.

In their place, the chef is the boss. Now as the largest shareholder, they have spoke, so they will rest.

The boss got into the back kitchen, cut a large plate of beef, and sat next to Zhang Bei with a few bottles of two pots.

A fast -handed one poured a cup.

"My name is Feng Xiu, I met for the first time, I did this cup, you are free!"

Director Fox watched the boss killing two or two cups, only feeling that the scalp was numb for a while.

Hurry up and stuffed beef towards the mouth, then raised the cup and drank the wine in the cup.

Noka is not as experienced as Director of Fox. Before eating the vegetables, I drank a glass of white wine.

Feng Xiu gave a few people again: "It's not easy to see the fellow, I invite this meal, take one!"

Everyone said that the guest was not good. Director Hu quickly stuffed the sauerkraut into his mouth and raised it.

Toca Mo silently put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised the cup again and drank a cup again.

This is less than three minutes. Everyone goes down to four or two liquor.

Director Fox sighed silently, and took the intermittent work to seize the time to stuff the food in the innermost.

Zhang Bei slowly ate the lamb, and the smile in the eyes of the fox who had become reddish looked at his face.

His drink is good, and this scene is not afraid.

It's just that Toka and Fox Director, I'm afraid I spent the night under the table tonight.

This dinner beyond everyone's expectations, even Zhang Bei did not expect the situation to change.

Feng Xiu's alcohol was really outrageous. Four people drank ten pounds.

If it wasn't for Director Fox's snoring, Feng Xiu would never stop it if he would not pour him down!

"Brother, come to my brother here for the past few days, let's drink and drink with you!"

"Okay, come!"

Zhang Bei carried Director Hu on his shoulders. Feng Xiu carried a niche and walked towards the tent that had been scheduled before.

Throwing the two heavy objects on the bed, Zhang Bei stretched out a lazy waist and simply cleaned it and fell into a sleep.

Time is like Mr. Niu's coffin board. If there is nothing.

When Director Hu was awake, it was already eight o'clock the next day.

Zhang Bei just put the porridge on the table, turned his head and glanced at the Tibetan fox with the temple.

"woke up?"

Director fox shook his head and came to the table skilled.

He has been poured more times, and now he is already proficient.

Although the head hurts, after drinking the porridge, go to the forest to breathe fresh and fresh air, and the probability can be recovered.

Toca was awake in a aroma, looking at the surrounding environment with confused eyes.

The painful brain gradually came up with last night's memory. His last picture was that Feng Xiu took a box of two pot heads from the warehouse.

I have never been impressed again since then.

"How much did you drink, I didn't do anything stupid?"
Chapter completed!