Wu Mingkong looked at the exquisite dishes, not mentioning the taste, but judging from the arrangement and style, it was really just a look, not a taste.

"Are you boiled vegetables in the river alone?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help asking.

A waiter next to him nodded: "Yes, this is our special dish. The above good clear spring water is paired with sea salt, and the vegetables that have not been used in the countryside have pesticides. Just by passing the water, the vegetables can better play the original crisp texture."

Listening to the waiter's words, Wu Mingkong used a fork to raise a single vegetable on the exquisite plate: "So you will charge 888 yuan for a boiled vegetable?"

That's right, just one piece, not a plate, and the rest are all decorated.

Wu Mingkong stuffed the vegetables into his mouth and chewed them in one bite, and swallowed them in two bites. How crisp the vegetables were?

Isn't this nonsense to Wu Mingkong? Whenever the vegetables grow a little bigger and are blanched in the water, it tastes like this. Wu Mingkong didn't taste any taste.

"Isn't this just an ordinary boiled vegetable, and you don't add salt?" Wu Mingkong felt that he was fooled. Just this is eight hundred and eighty-eight, you have to have some special features at least.

"Sir, what we put is the sea salt in the Antarctic ice layer. The taste may not be heavy, but the minerals contained in it are definitely nearly ten thousand times richer than ordinary sea salt." The waiter seemed to have a way to deal with it. He avoided the heavy lifting and did not talk about boiling vegetables, but jumped onto the salt and blew it up again.

"Not mentioning whether there is sea salt in the Antarctic ice layer. Can you tell me where your conclusion is about nearly ten thousand times the mineral?"

"According to research by foreign agencies, it is shown..."

I understand. Another person who was fooled.

"Go away from abroad first, I'll try the fried rice and you can continue to blow it." Wu Mingkong took a bowl of fried rice that was so delicate and small that it was only one third of his palm-sized one-third of his. He originally wanted to find chopsticks, but the knife and fork came out on the table, which was so weird that it was so weird that I didn't know how to use it.

I took a spoon and hollowed out the fried rice with eggs and stuffed them into my mouth and chewed them.

"Your fried rice is steamed in the eggs, and you have too much water." Wu Mingkong only had two mouthfuls and the rice was gone.

"Sir, the rice we used comes from..."

"I understand. It's foreign rice again." Wu Mingkong was covered in black.

Zheng Bai looked embarrassed, as if he had made a mistake, and it was very serious. From his side, Wu Mingkong seemed very dissatisfied, so this matter was not easy to deal with.

"Come on, big guy, try their special steak."

Wu Mingkong recalled the name Chen Ke and I don’t know which foreign steak was imported from. It’s just a plate worth 99,000 yuan per piece. This is Bull Demon King’s steak, otherwise it would be so expensive?

A fork was forked onto the steak, and it was stuffed into my mouth and chewing.

"I think you may have paid a lot of IQ tax, just this? It's better to eat at any restaurant on the roadside." Wu Mingkong swallowed the steak, and the taste was just like that. They learned the so-called civilized etiquette abroad, and they were half-cooked at all, saying that this would give full play to the original texture of beef.

As soon as Wu Mingkong said this, the waiter's face was not good-looking.

"Sir, you can question my service, but you can't question our dishes, our chef is..."

"Are you a top chef hired from abroad after studying abroad? No wonder you can't cook any egg fried rice well. I think you chefs may not be suitable for the industry of being a chef." Wu Mingkong is not used to people. Others who come here to eat may be more about business or reception of customers, and pay more attention to the environment.

Wu Mingkong is different. He just wants to eat it. If you make this look like a ghost, you tell him to ensure the original flavor of the ingredients. Why don’t you serve the dishes directly? Isn’t it more guaranteed that you don’t have to put them in the pot?

"Do you have a business license and a sanitation license? Can you show it to me?" Wu Mingkong felt that it would be very unusual to dare to start a ruthless store.

"Sir, this is our internal secret. I'm very sorry that I can't provide it to you."

Wu Mingkong drew a law and regulations from his mobile phone: "Come on, read this one. This thing is not a secret. It must be posted during business operations. You won't have it."

"Mr. Zheng, you are also our old customer. Could it be that you are here to pick things up today?" The waiter looked at Zheng Bai, ignored Wu Mingkong's words at all, but ignored Wu Mingkong and asked him directly.

After hearing the waiter's words, Zheng Bai's face was not good-looking, and he paid the IQ tax and just regarded it as a lesson. However, the waiter's words were obviously a sign of a big bully of customers in the store.

"Call your manager here." Zheng Bai said in a deep voice.

The waiter was a little unhappy. In his eyes, Wu Mingkong must have been picking on the trick, but he still honestly agreed: "Yes, Mr. Zheng."

"Big Boss, today's meal was my mistake. Forgive me, forgive me." Zheng Bai turned his head and said to Wu Mingkong with an apology.

Wu Mingkong didn't care: "It's okay, I don't mind, eat something else then."

He came here not to eat these broken things. He was so embarrassed to bring out the dishes when they were cooked like this. He really just brought out the ingredients to ensure the original flavor.

Looking at the things under the manor, Wu Mingkong resisted the urge to lick his lips. He didn't know whether the taste of this thing is similar to the soft texture of ice cream or the explosive texture of the same as the Tiaotiao Candy.

But the taste is definitely OK.

"Mr. Zheng, are there anything you don't like about this meal?" The manager was wearing a straight suit, looking like a Western nobleman. Wu Mingkong also felt uncomfortable when he walked, but he didn't think so. Instead, he regarded it as a model of civilization.

"It's nothing, check out." Zheng Bai handed out a card from his wallet to the manager, and then said: "Your waiters have to train well. I'll entertain guests to your place for a meal, and they're just a service, but what about you?"

"Do you think this is appropriate?"

"Mr. Zheng, I don't think it's because of our service. Every one of our waiters has received the most cutting-edge maid training from the world and has received complete Western civilization education. It's because your distinguished guests are too mean." The manager replied slowly. They don't lack customers at all, even Zheng Bai.

After all, the food prices here are so high that ordinary people can come here to eat. With Zheng Bai's wealth, they can't come a few times a year. They claim to be taking a high-end approach and excellent marketing methods, so they have the current situation.

Zheng Bai couldn't believe this. You are so fierce, aren't you afraid of losing customers without fat sheep coming to pay IQ tax?

"Well, yes, they operate without a license, do not have a health license, and they deliberately slaughter customers. Do you dare to believe a vegetable? Yes, the address is right, come quickly."

Wu Mingkong had just hung up the phone, and the manager looked at Wu Mingkong with an ugly look and said sternly: "Who did you call just now?"

"Industry and commerce, health, market prices, taxation, and also notified several larger newspapers, some TV reporters and various self-media." Wu Mingkong said a long sentence.

Wu Mingkong's tricks even the Zheng brothers are terrified. Why are you so skillful? How many times have you done it?

"Why do you do this? What right do you have to do this?" The manager understood that the other party was really here to pick on it, otherwise how could this matter be so amazing.

"If you have no problem, why are they afraid of checking?" Wu Mingkong spread his hands and said that you bit me.

Wu Mingkong found that he was becoming more and more capable of being a good person now. As long as he learned it, he would be the most beautiful boy on the construction site.

"Okay, okay, okay, you wait for me. This matter is not a joke. It depends on whether you can get out of this manor intact today." The manager said to the people gloomyly.

"You have heard this too. I think you should have to be faster, otherwise you will have to hear the disappearance of the chairman of the Zheng Group." Wu Mingkong put the phone on the table, and a voice came from it: "Don't worry, we have sent the nearest police officers to ensure your safety."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you soon." Wu Mingkong hung up the phone and looked at the manager: "You probably won't be able to achieve this. Now it's a legal society."

The manager looked terrified, when did you call the police?

The Zheng brothers are even more terrifying. If you use your hand, the manor will definitely be a little damaged. What you are doing is really amazing.

But as expected, the manager's hysteria did not appear, but his face became even more gloomy, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty: "Well, do you think that mobile phones without signals can make phone calls?"

Zheng Bai was shocked and took out his cell phone on the spot. He found that there was no signal in the cell phone.

"It's not possible, but if anyone tells you that I'm calling to a living person, and calling to a non-human person, then there's no need for a signal."

Wu Mingkong's words directly caused a two-polar reversal.

A scarlet glow appeared in the manager's eyes, and two slender canine teeth grew out of their mouths: "You are provoking an elegant Western nobleman, do you understand?"

"I understand, but you have any other abilities besides getting longer and your eyes are red?" Wu Mingkong asked seriously.

Wu Mingkong didn't know other abilities, but he was sure that this elegant Western nobleman would definitely not be able to see a ghost, otherwise how could he dare to be so arrogant? There was a ghost bride lying behind Zheng Sheng, and his little body would definitely not be able to hold on to the ghost bride's move.

The manager looked disdainful and rushed towards Wu Mingkong directly. It seemed that his physical fitness had indeed increased to a certain extent, but he was still within the scope of ordinary people.

Before he could pounce on him, countless hairs rushed out from behind Zheng Sheng and tied the whole person into a ball of human pupa.

It’s not that the ghost bride pleases Wu Mingkong, but that it would be really too late to wait for Wu Mingkong to take action.

The waiter looked at this scene with shock. He did not expect that how could the manager who had been blessed by the True Ancestor and became a noble blood clan die so frankly? It was impossible.

A large piece of blood flowed out of the gaps in the hair. The blood did not emit a bloody smell, but an unpleasant smell of rottenness, and it was not normal red, but a black like oil, thick and accompanied by small pieces of particles.

"You actually dare to kill the manager. He has become a person who has been blessed by the True Ancestor and become a blood clan. You are finished, you are finished." The waiter's eyes were full of murderous intent, and then he turned around and ran away.

It was not that he wanted to inform the news, but that the walls in the room began to shake and fall off constantly, so he didn't need to inform the news, because revenge had already come.

A bone hand hangs the wall directly, revealing the structure in the wall.

There was not some steel bars and cement, but corpses emitting a rotten odor. Some of them had long become bones, some were highly decayed, and there were even those who had just entered.

Just this scene, there is no private vegetable manor, it is a magic cave.

Before the waiter could run out of the room, he was grabbed by his highly decayed arm and pulled it into the wall. Then, after a terrifying scream followed by a painful wail and a trembling creaking sound, blood flowed out of the hole left by the arm.

Wu Mingkong was also amazed at this. He didn't know how the house was built, but the things filled in could really bear the weight of the entire house?

As for the bones and rotten corpses inside?

Wu Mingkong was not afraid when he was alive, let alone dead.

What's more, if you look like that, in the system of the undead in the Great Zhou Empire, it can only be considered a normal or even a bit out of date. Wu Mingkong released the subjects of the Great Zhou system under his command to ensure that this group of things can refresh the three views, and use one hand to save and purify the rebirth of the skill points. When you meet a three-company group that belongs to the undead, you will immediately send them away.

Once again, the ghosts all need virtual mechanical systems, which are Gundam ship-knife, and zombies are biotechnology and high-intensity bombs. Hand-shaking is a corpse explosion duet. When scientific and metaphysics are blown together, the enemy must have an effect. After the blowing, they will get up and continue to blow up, ensuring that the other party doubts life.

Of course, not all the subjects of the Great Zhou system in the undead system are so weird. At least the undead mages are relatively orthodox. They usually specialize in arousing the undead, and then cast a lot of auxiliary spells such as virtual intelligence, bone activation, and bone transformation on these undead spirits. Then they fire a series of equipment such as high-black vibration spear, nuclear-powered rune armor, and psychogenic long-range cannons to play the legion.

These necromancers didn't use any fancy necromancers, or the like. They used the lowest-level skeleton soldiers. After all, they brought a space necromancer army when they went out, and the material of artificial bones was very cheap. Any necromancer could pull out a lot.

It may be awkward when configuring equipment, but the number may be a bit too large.

"Big Boss, do you think we still have any help?" Zheng Zhai looked at the falling walls and the skeletons and rotten corpses that were eager to try inside. He felt that he had not had the excitement he had in the past two days in the past twenty years.

"I'm fine, it's hard to say about you and Zheng Bai." Wu Mingkong pondered for a moment and said rigorously.

Zheng Sheng heard that Wu Mingkong did not mention his name. At this time, he suddenly felt that it was a bit beneficial to have a ghost bride behind his back. At least when he really encountered this situation, he also had a backstage person, so he didn't have to worry about being killed young.

"Big Boss, you old man feels that your entire magical power is coming out. Damn, they are coming out." Zheng Zhai couldn't help but scream as he watched a skeleton break free from the wall.

"Don't be anxious, come soon." As soon as Wu Mingkong finished speaking, he heard a huge roar outside from afar to near.

And the roar seemed to be accompanied by some kind of Buddhist scripture that I couldn't understand.
To be continued...