"It seems that your harvest in the past two days has been good, Machi~"

Nobunaga stepped forward, walked to the table, picked up the bowl that Morin and March had used to eat before, and looked at it carefully.

"It's the first time I've seen such a good bowl, and everything in my house is tattered."

He looked at it in amazement.

This is the bowl that comes with the foodie tablecloth when conjuring food.

"Such a bowl can be used to exchange a lot of black rice."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

This sentence fell in the ears of Magge next to him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, I can't take out the food, it will be torn to shreds.

But these leftover dishes or something, if you are careful, it should be fine, right?

There won't be people, even the dishes, right?

Suddenly, March silently thought about calculating again to see how much it could sell.

"Don't talk about those who have it."

Wo Jin was a little impatient and said, "Let's go quickly." "

"Just such a bowl, can you change a lot of black rice?"

Morin stood up and said with a smile.

"yes."

Nobunaga nodded, "Only those elders can use such a good thing, we just need to exchange some black rice to fill our stomachs." "

As if he saw the shadow of his dashing and handsome a few years ago in Morin's body, Nobunaga was happy to talk to Morin.

"Is that black rice delicious? Doesn't it smell weird? "

"It's definitely not delicious, but it's cheap to exchange, and a small amount can fill the stomach, which is very affordable."

Wokkin: "..."

Lao Tzu has no sense of existence in this way, and he is ignored vigorously, right?

He was a little crazy: "Hey, I said you two..."

"I'll treat you to a meal."

Morin interrupted him again.

"Let's treat us for the first time."

"You want to treat us to dinner?"

Wo Jin did not regenerate his anger this time, and he also caught the point:

"You want a treat? That uncle will make it clear to you in advance, I will not be polite to you. "

"You're welcome."

Morin said with a smile, "Although you are open to eat, you can eat as much as you want, and I am still anxious with you if you are not full." "

"Is that so?"

Wo Jin was instantly not angry, and Morin's performance was right for his appetite.

He grinned: "Then you can present the black rice, I will definitely eat it for you." "

"Black rice?"

Morin smiled and shook his head, "I can't get black rice for treat." "

"Oh?"

Wokin and Nobunaga raised their eyebrows.

March, who was watching the excitement next to him, also chimed in: "He has something better than black rice." "

"Something better?"

The eyes of both Wokin and Nobunaga lit up at the same time.

They looked at each other, and then sat down at the table in understanding.

"No wonder when I entered the door before, I seemed to smell a fragrance~"

Wo Jin smiled and said, "Originally, I thought it was an illusion." "

Nobunaga also bowed his head slightly, "Then we will wait for it." "

Swish!

After the two sat down, Morin took out the foodie's tablecloth again and spread it on the table of the two.

"Where did this come from?"

The two first wondered if Morin had become a trick, and then focused on the tablecloth in front of them.

Wo Jin: "It's pretty beautiful. "

Nobunaga: "Well, I can exchange a lot of black rice." "

"Do you two have anything they like to eat?"

Before ordering, Morin asked specifically.

"You just show us!"

Wo Jin grinned and waved his hand very proudly.

"Then I'll be casual."

Morin nodded with a smile, and then snapped his fingers:

"Then let's have two roast suckling pigs appetizing first."

As soon as his words fell, the foodie tablecloth on the table was in full view, and food instantly appeared.

Two roasted whole pigs with attractive fragrant and golden color and crispy color came into everyone's eyes.

The fragrance carried instantly spread throughout the room.

"Gollum~!"

A particularly loud swallowing sound can be clearly heard.

"This is ... Roast suckling pig?! "

Nobunaga and Wokin looked at the plate in front of them, the two suckling pigs that kept spewing fragrance at them, constantly seemed to be saying "Come and eat me quickly", and their eyes straightened.

"Suck it!"

Nobunaga kept smashing his mouth, but Wokin was very crisp, wiping his saliva that was about to fall with the back of his hand.

Even Madge, who was holding her chest with her hands next to her and preparing to watch the play, couldn't help but roll her throat slightly even though she was full.

"Please use ~"

Morin made a [please] gesture.

Wokin and Nobunaga listened and first glanced at Morin, and then the two raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other in unison.

If it was a little better food than black rice, they wouldn't have to hesitate so much.

But this fragrance is too strong, the color is too tempting, and the desire to eat is simply not too strong.

The point is that these two suckling pigs are still suddenly conjured, which makes people a little nahan.

The two looked at March together and saw that she had no intention of saying anything.

In that case....

"Eat!"

Wo Jin went straight to the hand and tore off a pig leg.

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