Disqualification between tweets

Chapter 12 Baking

On the phone, Bai Lanjiu recounted with emotion how Da Zaijiu had premeditated and Jiujiu went to steal the food. According to him, Dazaijiu even stole a small plate in advance to hold the crab meat. Eat, because of this, Tong Mo, who lost a plate, was in utter embarrassment.

Hong Yanmo listened to the eye drops with a calm expression, and reconfirmed the plastic sisterhood of Dazaijiu and Bailanjiu pulling hair and tail.

"So, chirp after stealing?"

"I didn't pay attention to this, because it was time for dinner to be chirped."

Dessert is toast sandwiched with toasted marshmallows, of course Prynne can run faster than rabbits.

What Bai Lan said is of course watery, but in fact, based on his plastic sisterhood with Osamu Dazai, he contributed a lot to Osamu Dazai's falling into that jar.Although they always try to avoid labor and fight wits with Boss Hong all day long, but in the face of foreign intruders, the few chirps still maintain a consistent external stance, paying attention to all kinds of anomalies.

Bai Lan found Dazai Osamu on the road of patrolling. The other party's whereabouts were secretive, dragging a small dish, and he walked carefully all the way to the room where the semi-finished products were kept, and Bai Lan happened to see him.He still remembered the experience of being scared into the freezer, so he followed Osamu Dazai silently, and when the other party was standing on the edge of the earthen pot, scooping up crab meat with a small plate, he gave a loud chirp unceremoniously——

"Boss Hong is back early!"

Osamu Dazai, who was not able to control Jiujiu's body well, immediately fell into it. Bailan sealed the crock for him thoughtfully, and Jiujiu cried happily.

"Jiu Jiu, now I'm stolen and got Jiu."

Osamu Dazai was in the jar filled with the aroma of crab meat, and he could just squat in the small dish, because it was too fluffy, and the fluff overflowed the dish.Even so, it didn't affect the aura of tweeting between him and Bai Lan.

"Bai Lanjun is really shameless!"

"Stealing food will make you face?"

"Didn't Mr. Bai Lan's marshmallows be stolen?"

"If you don't get discovered, it doesn't count as Chiu!"

Tweeting and tweeting, no one was pleased, Bai Lan sealed the jar and continued to inspect, Dazai Osamu couldn't help the temptation, bowed his head and ate first as a respect.

No way, it's too fragrant!

In fact, he had already locked on a Chirp, who looked no different from an ordinary sparrow buddy, and was also very diligent in his work.But with the personnel list in his hand and the words from the sparrows, Dazai Osamu easily locked on this Chirp. He originally planned to catch him this afternoon, so that he might be able to escape labor at night, but now there is obviously a small problem.

Just a small problem.

Osamu Dazai thought while eating, and this thought continued until the jar was picked up by someone.

The person holding the can was short of breath, but his footsteps were very light. After avoiding several waves of inspections, Osamu Dazai felt that the can was being grabbed, and the opponent flew up.

With crab meat still in his mouth, Osamu Dazai ate the crab meat slowly and tilted his head.

What kind of luck is this, to go directly to the enemy camp.

He lowered his head again. In the darkness, there were countless pieces of delicious and plump crab meat lying around him. If such a good thing fell into the hands of the enemy, it would be too wasteful.

Must eat up!Boss Hong, this is a last resort!

When he felt the shock of landing, Osamu Dazai had scraped off the last drop of soup and spread it on the plate.This small plate could no longer hold him who was completely full, Dazai Osamu smacked his lips and let himself paralyze with his paws facing the sky.

He heard a faint voice coming from outside, the speaker seemed to be an elderly woman.

"Well done, White Dragon."

Then there was the sound of paper rubbing. It should be the infiltrator called "White Dragon" who handed over the recipe.Osamu Dazai waved his claws, leisurely waiting for the other party's fury.

"This... what is this?! Bailong! What's going on here?!"

The witch of the soup house wrinkled the recipe in her hand, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.I saw that on the original recipe, for some reason, it was covered with Jiujiu's paw prints, covering up the handwriting in a mess. These paw prints are big and small, and each one is covered with ink. I'm afraid they can't be blurred. There were a few small fluffs on the ground.

Osamu Dazai was paralyzed, and whistled silently.

Legal destruction, of course, all Jiu wanted to add a paw, poured half a bottle of ink and worked hard on it, which produced such a spectacular effect.Tong Mo also poured his beloved fruit-flavored magic dish soap on it, hoping that the other party would not wipe it with his hands, and he would not shake his hand after wiping.

Seeing that Bailong also shook his head, the witch of the soup house frowned fiercely, and reached out to try to wipe off the stains with magic, but touched a hand with greasy dish soap.She shook her hand subconsciously, and countless bubbles swarmed out, flooding half of the room in various colors.

It would be too stupid not to know that I was being tricked at this point. The witch in the soup house was so angry that her hair stood on end, she cast spells with her other hand, the windows on all sides were wide open, and all the colorful bubbles were swept out by the strong wind and floated in the sky , Attracting many ghosts and gods who are coming to the soup house to look up.

"It doesn't matter, I still have this pot of semi-finished products. As long as you get this taste, the soup house can imitate something similar." The witch in the soup house waved her hand to restore the facilities in the house to their original state. She fell off, and her eyes widened instantly.

The crock was empty, not a drop of soup was left.The black-feathered, sandy-fluffy Jiu lay on his back on a plate and hiccupped.

Granny Tang: "..."

After a while, the Witch's Rage finally finished loading.

"You gluttonous sparrow! You ruined my good business! I want you to stay here and work forever!"

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Hong Yanmo has left the station and officially entered the range of the soup house.

Big shops like soup houses and Yan Moting among ghosts and gods have a very wide range of radiation. With the shops as the center, a prosperous business circle will often develop to provide better services for ghosts and gods. The same is true for soup houses .When the lights come on, the dark shadows move heavily, and delicious dishes automatically appear on the plate. The shy ghosts and gods only need to spend a little money to buy delicious meat delicacies, which is really worthless in the world of ghosts and gods.

Hong Yanmo glanced around the increasingly crowded surroundings, and sighed, knowing that Da Zaijiu might have fallen into the hands of Granny Tang now, and he couldn't force it.However, he believes that his Jiujiu's cleverness should be able to support him until he finds it. The witch in the soup house is not a bloodthirsty person. She is more willing to take away her name so that people can work for her forever.

"Excuse me." Hong Yan Mo opened the door curtain of a shop, and the black shadow inside suddenly looked up at him. The scene was a bit weird, but Hong Yan Mo's expression remained unchanged, "Excuse me, is there any important person coming tonight?" Is it? I see that the dishes are rich and rich."

He came to the counter calmly, ordered two instant meat dishes, and immediately a black shadow wiped the table in front of him, and the two plates of meat were brought out.

If there are no distinguished guests in the soup house tonight, he will decide to break through forcibly. If there are, he has to go around a bit, because the distinguished guests may help the soup house, which will be very troublesome.

He took a bite of what seemed to be a large piece of whole chicken, and the golden soup flowed out, full of the unique strong flavor of instant food.This is the signature of the soup house. This kind of instant food is simple and delicious, and it tastes addictive to the guests. The ghosts and gods of the lower class love it very much.

Seeing that he was no different from an ordinary customer, the black figure behind the counter looked away and responded silently.

[It is said that the river god will come tonight, how pitiful, it is said that the body is getting heavier day by day. 】

The reason for the increasing heaviness is of course more and more garbage. The gods who have lived in the human world for a long time will always be troubled by this type. The soup house is cheap and has a hot spring. It is a good choice to take a dip regularly.

Hong Yanmo listened to the black shadow behind the counter chattering with the guests, finished eating the meat on the plate in two or three bites, "ding ding" left a few small coins and left.He had to change his strategy. He ordered some of his belongings, felt relieved and continued to move forward. At this moment, he looked up and saw colorful bubbles floating all over the sky.

There is a familiar fruity smell, it is the magic dish soap that Tong Mojiu likes.

On the other side, on the top floor of the soup house, the earthen jar had been broken, and the chubby Jiu squatted on the ground. The angry soup house witch pasted a contract to him.

"Okay! Gluttonous! Write your name here!"

Osamu Dazai took a look at the agreement and couldn't understand a single word, but the format looked quite formal.He turned his head and looked around again, only to see three dark blue men's heads stacked together, aware of his gaze, approaching him a little threateningly.

Da Zaijiu immediately kicked the pen, lying on the ground and rolling.

"Chirp Chirp! They scare me! My hands are shaking so much that I can't sign the agreement Chirp Chirp!"

Veins popped up on Granny Tang's forehead, and this fine sparrow didn't know how Hong Yanmo endured it, but for labor and to slap that sparrow swordsman in the face, Granny Tang endured it.With a wave of her hand, the three heads rolled out the door, and the contract was stuck to Osamu Dazai again, her hair and skirt all swelled up horribly.

"signature--!!!"

Osamu Dazai stood up at the speed of light and grabbed the pen with one paw.

"Okay chirp! No problem chirp!"

He obediently signed the three words "Da Zaijiu" on the agreement, and the contract immediately floated into the hands of Granny Tang. Granny Tang squinted her eyes when she saw the name, which was very suitable for sparrows.

"What a troublesome name." She hooked her finger, and the word "Dazai" floated up and disappeared, leaving only "Jiu" on the contract.

"Okay, from now on you will be called this name."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Leaving the most useless part of the name too!

"Listen, don't think that someone will come to rescue you..." Granny Tang poked Da Zaijiu's furry chest with her sharp nails, "Even after you turn into a ball of coal, Hong Yanmo won't recognize you!"

As soon as the words fell, Osamu Dazai felt that his body twisted suddenly, not in pain, but like kneading dough. When he fell to the ground again, the world had become bigger again.

He moved his exceptionally slender hands and legs, looked down at his sea urchin-like shape, raised his head, and was stunned for a moment.

It's amazing, it will really turn into coal balls!

Granny Tang laughed loudly, but she didn't laugh for a long time, as if she sensed something, her expression moved slightly, and then she ran to the window quickly.After seeing the figure that gradually became clear, her expression became completely gloomy, and an angry "cluck" sound came out of her throat.

"Damn sparrow... Red Yama..."

She looked at it for a while, turned her head abruptly, and ordered.

"Bailong! Come down with me!"

The silent and gloomy boy bowed obediently, glanced at Da Zaijiu, and finally went down with Granny Tang.Someone came up soon, arrested Osamu Dazai who had turned into coal balls, and took him to the boiler room at the bottom. Granny Tang would never let Hong Yanmo easily find his sparrow buddy.

Soon, Osamu Dazai was already in the middle of a pile of briquettes.These briquettes had unexpected innocent eyes, they surrounded Osamu Dazai densely, and poked the bandages on his body carefully, no briquettes here have such fashionable decorations.

The well-meaning briquettes tried to teach Osamu Dazai how to work, and brought a piece of coal.It turned into a briquette at first, and Osamu Dazai felt very fresh. He took the briquette and prepared to experience it a little bit.

"Paji".

The bandage briquettes were squashed.

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The author has something to say:

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The briquettes killed me hahahahaha!Squash hahahahahaha!

It won't hurt to set the briquettes, so it's okay to squash them.

Dazai: ...the only way in the world is to be chirp!