I’m Cooking the Behemoth in the Primitive World

Chapter 112: Did you speak just now?

The original Jin Yu had its own handicraft shop. Ye Feimiao has to work hard for the restaurant. Guo Shuhuan can help, but he is not very quick to speak at a young age.

During the off-season, Guo Zian is still busy, but in the peak season, especially during the summer change month, the flow of people will have a big increase.

Guo Zi'an also wants to bring children, and his future focus will not be on the dungeon. He wanted to cultivate a few powerful helpers during the winter.

Baishan always patrolled the site as usual, exercised, went home to see 14 pots of soil, and then stayed next to Guo Zian.

Knowing that Guo Zi'an was looking for someone to help, Bai Shanjun immediately said, "I will help you. I can help you do what you want me to do."

Bai Shanjun hugged Guo Zian as he said, using his body to show that he was really willing to do anything for Guo Zian.

Guo Zi'an was really tired, so he simply lay on the bed, "Squeeze my back."

Seeing this, Bai Shan knew that his happiness was gone. He squeezed his back to Guo Zi'an and continued the topic just now, "I will help you next time if I have something to call me."

He thought that Guo Zi'an was sitting down and things were not difficult, but he didn't want Guo Zi'an to be so tired after a few days.

Bai Shanjun felt that Guo Zian's body was too poor. When he thought of Guo Zi'an and his crazy days, it was Guo Zi'an who got tired first, and Bai Shanjun felt that Guo Zi'an had to train well. When they get better in the future, maybe they can have more time and they will be happier.

If Guo Zian knew Bai Shanjun's yellow thoughts, he would definitely pinch Bai Shanjun's chin. Guo Zi'an can kill the red-crowned wild pheasant with one move, and he does not think he is physically weak.

Guo Zi'an didn't know what Bai Shanjun was thinking, because of exhaustion, his tone became a little bit more coquettish, "But you are gone, who will accompany me?"

Of course Guo Zian knew that Bai Shanjun could help, but his purpose was not for Bai Shanjun to be busy too. It's that they can all be free together.

Bai Shanjun's mind was full of yellow waste, and he was extremely excited when he heard Guo Zian's words.

As a result, Guo Zian said in the next sentence: "After the child comes out, there are so many fourteen, you dare not try it."

The yellow waste in Bai Shanjun's mind was instantly swept away by the child's tears. Thinking of the things that need to be faced when bringing a child, Bai Shanjun wanted to throw the fetal fruit back to Grandpa Shu's side, let him and Guo Zian enjoy the two-person world for a few days before bringing the fetal fruit back.

Guo Zi'an turned over and lay on his back on the bed, looking at Bai Shanjun, gently holding Bai Shanjun's hand.

"We haven't been sitting together for a long time, so we can take a good look at the night scene." Guo Zian's tone was full of nostalgia.

He didn't know why he missed that night. When it comes to romance, there is actually no romance at all. It means that two people look at the scenery after dinner and enjoy the shade.

But now that he gets busy, that scenery has become a beauty that he can't touch, and it's just a little discouraged.

"We're going to see the night scene tonight." Bai Shanjun shook Guo Zi'an's hand back and lay down beside Guo Zi'an.

He also knows that Guo Zi'an is so busy to give the child better material, so he will not let his partner stop doing things like other male orcs.

Bai Shanjun is very clear about his position. In the underground city, he can do very little. As a male orc, the only thing he has to do is to protect his territory so as not to be taken away by others.

"No. I just want to sleep with you." Guo Zi'an didn't want to go up to the hair dryer. Holding Bai Shanjun like this, Guo Zian felt that his fatigue was diminishing a little bit.

Bai Shanjun knew that this sleep was a very pure sleep, but he was still very happy because Guo Zian needed him.

Guo Zi'an hugged him for a while, then looked up at Bai Shanjun in disbelief.

"What?" Bai Shanjun looked down at Guo Zian in his arms, wondering why Guo Zian looked at him with this look.

"It's not like you. You didn't actually say: Is it enough to just hug?" Guo Zian pressed his face to Bai Shanjun's heart.

If it's normal, Bai Shanjun would definitely say that if you don't hug enough, you can kiss him.

Only he knows how this white tiger orc who is cold and not talkative outside will act like a coquettish in private for a bargain.

Suddenly Bai Shanjun didn't ask for a favor, and Guo Zian was really not used to it.

"Wait when you are not tired." Bai Shanjun bit Guo Zian's ear, "I'm afraid you are tired."

Guo Zi'an was blushing.

Why are you afraid that he is tired? Isn't a certain white tiger orc full of yellow waste?

Guo Zi'an squeezed a handful of Bai Shanjun's meat and hugged Bai Shanjun again, "Go to sleep. Tomorrow will be better."

Bai Shan kissed Guo Zian's head, "Every day is fine with you."

Guo Zi'an: "..."

Oops, this sweet annoyance. Guo Zian buried his face in Bai Shanjun's arms.

Guo Zi'an didn't find anyone casually. The construction of the dungeon is not only as simple as asking two people to come back, but also security guards, mediators, chefs and so on. Guo Zi'an planned to do a wave of propaganda at the same time.

His propaganda was very simple, and once again distributed flyers to the nearby ethnic groups, indicating that there is a need for recruitment. Guo Zi'an recruits not to find the orcs who are too strong, but to find some children who are already able to work but are not good at hunting.

These children are a burden in the ethnic group, especially in winter when food is scarce. Therefore, all the tribes knew that Guo Zian had something to eat at work, and they could leave as long as they explained the situation one month in advance. After not selling people, each tribe sent male orcs to bring a few okay children to see the situation.

Guo Zi'an took a few glances and found it was okay. The strength of the White Tiger group lies here, and everyone dare not throw two wastes over to eat and drink.

That is, the quantity is beyond Guo Zian's tolerance. Guo Zi'an doesn't plan to raise too many people. Each ethnic group picks one or two, adding up to 20 children, and let them take the rest with them.

Guo Zi'an did not want the children who were not selected to have a psychological burden, so he told them: "You were not selected, not because you were not good, but because you can live better this winter without a job."

The children did feel much better when they heard it. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Guo Zi'an did pick the slightly weaker ones, and every ethnic group picked them. Everyone was selected, some were eliminated, and the adult male beasts couldn't say anything.

After selecting people and arranging accommodation, Guo Zi'an asked them and his tribe to visit the underground city first, and then train to work tomorrow.

"It's snowing, it's snowing. It's so cold that it's snowing today." A wolfdog orc walked into the dungeon bluffing and shouted.

"No? Why is it snowing here?" The White Tiger Orc was shocked.

"Really." The wolfhound orc slapped the invisible snowflakes on his body. "You see that my clothes are all wet. You'll know if you go out and have a look."

Many people have gone out.

Before Guo Zi'an could react, someone running fast had already walked back and forth, "Really, it's snowing. White."

Guo Zi'an is not a poor man in the modern world. He has actually seen Snow Scenery, and his expression is very calm.

However, he saw a tail that was not quite secure.

Guo Zian looked at Bai Shanjun who was sitting behind the cashier desk in the restaurant, "Aren't you going out to watch the snow?"

Bai Shan didn't know that the tail had already betrayed his emotions, "If you don't go, what's so good about Snow."

He said so, but his eyes were dodging, and his eyes were unconsciously looking at the person running outside to see the snow. A pair of tiger ears trembled, obviously listening to the outside sound.

"Let's go out and have a look. I want to see too." Guo Zi'an took Bai Shanjun's hand. Speaking of which, watching snow scenes in winter is a very romantic thing.

Guo Zi'an used his own special exit, and did not share the exit of the dungeon with the orcs.

When I walked to the edge of the cave, I saw a small white drop in the sky. But the temperature in the south is high, these are not snow, but hail.

"It's pretty." Bai Shanjun stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up a white flower. However, the white quickly melted in the palm of the hand and turned into water.

Bai Shan felt a little pity, and looked at Guo Zian.

Guo Zian was also attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him. The next second, he saw the flower pots and immediately rushed out, "The child did not come in."

Bai Shan remembered that the pottery that was planted with the fetal fruit was still outside, and hurriedly ran to help.

Both of them moved very quickly, moving a dozen pottery back to the room in twos or twos.

"Close the doors and windows." Guo Zi'an was not sure whether it would be cold enough for the child, but he still spoke.

When Bai Shanjun heard that he did it immediately, he quickly raised the windows around him and closed the doors.

However, Guo Zi'an, who was instilling abilities in the fetal fruit, heard a very faint, whispered sentence, "No, I'm hot."

Guo Zi'an: "..."

Guo Zi'an raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Bai Shanjun, "Did you just talk?"

"No." Bai Shanjun shook his head, he pricked his ears, listened for a while, and asked questioningly: "Is there a sound?"

"You didn't hear anything?" Guo Zian was shocked.

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