Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

If the other party does not die, will the matter of the golden medicine steamed bun be exposed? ?

Zhao Ke thought about it.

The final verdict is... no.

The development of things completely exceeded Zhao Ke's expectations.

think carefully.

If I were myself, I would never run out foolishly.

Then tell everyone that this thing is poisonous, whoever eats it will be a SB.

If this is the case, then he is definitely a big SB.

On the contrary, I would wish for more people to taste the taste of this thing for myself.

In the next fight, the two sides were originally equal in strength, but the other party ate the poisonous steamed bun.

All I have to do is wait for the poisonous steamed buns to run amok after the effect, and reap the benefits.

Isn't it beautiful in my heart...

Therefore, there is a problem with the efficacy of this medicine, not only will it not be exposed.

On the contrary, it will be constantly exaggerated for a period of time.

If you come back alive, the first thing you need to do is to publicize the pharmacy.

How awesome is this thing, how can I rely on this golden steamed bun to turn the tables against the wind and dominate, and the opponent I beat is called Dad.

So you ask, what if a kind person pops up? ?

Kind? ?

Zhao Ke thought about it, and guessed that this kind of thing could only be done by Qi Liang's [-].

But if it is in the horror space, Qi Liang said so, maybe there is still a way to prove himself.

In the ghost city, hehe, how many people's interests have been affected by his words.

At that time, the saliva can drown him.

Zhao Ke believed that although Qi Liang was kind, being kind did not mean an idiot. He believed that Qi Liang would not do this.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, Zhao Ke is also quite happy.

Because from time to time, people in the teahouse were talking about the loss of the hunting dog group this time.

All major pharmacies must limit the amount of control every day.

Even if you have stock in hand, you dare not throw it all at once.

This is different from hunger marketing in reality. To be more precise, everyone can foresee that the price of golden medicine steamed buns may continue to soar.

At that time, other pharmacies will sell it, but your pharmacy will not. Regardless of the brand name of your pharmacy, it will be lower than other pharmacies out of thin air.

How should I put it, the competition in the ghost market, although there are no swords and blood, is extremely fierce.

So the Hounds, after suffering the loss last time.I heard that he spared no expense to buy a batch of golden medicine steamed buns for storage.

Zhao Ke sounded extremely happy with this news.

He patted his butt and stood up, walked out, in a good mood, and it was his turn to start work next.

At this time, the other end of the ghost city.

Three people came out of the pharmacy.

"Brother Qi, it seems that there is really no more. Even if there is this golden medicine steamed bun, we can't afford it."

"Yeah, little brother Qi, we don't have many postal points, so it's not worth squandering like this."

Hearing the words of the two people beside him, Qi Liang also felt much better: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me last time, everyone should still have a lot of postage left, especially Haigen, I'm sorry.

"You're welcome. Anyway, my postage points are sold for news, and I can still sell them in the future."

After Zhang Haigen finished speaking, he suddenly raised his nose, only to feel a tangy fragrance coming from which direction he didn't know.

Just listen to "sting..." sound.

Zhang Haigen felt that his saliva was drooling.

"fragrant!"

This fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, and it felt like a woman's hand hooked into Zhang Haigen's heart at once.

"I'm hungry, let's go eat something first."

After Zhang Haigen said this, he followed the fragrance in the air and chased after him.

Qi Liang glanced at his companion behind him, and said with a smile: "It's really fragrant, a bit like the smell of stewed meat, let's go and have a look."

While talking, Qi Liang and his companions followed Zhang Haigen and did not go far.

I saw a trolley parked in front of the gate of the Red Smoke Pavilion.

There is a pot of old brine on the car.

The brine in the pot turned outwards with a hot aroma.

From time to time, there are pieces of meat churning inside.

The meat and spices are mixed together and enhanced by the smell of bean curd and a touch of wine.

The smell gradually diffused towards the surroundings.

Under the sauce-brown meat skin, there are large pieces of fat and thin meat.

It's like a mature and coquettish slut, lying on the bed, spreading your legs.

The people passing by couldn't take their eyes off for a while.

At this moment, Zhao Ke lifted a piece of stewed meat out of the pot.

Put it on the cutting board, cut it open with a knife, and immediately see the boiled brine flowing out along the gap.

The piece of meat was under the blade, shaking its own plump fat lightly.