At the counter of the first floor shop, there were also the Holy Flame Double Guns and the Gourmet Tablecloth he won the lottery.

Especially for foodie tablecloths, this is a must-have for foodies.

Chu He's mouth had already faded out of his mouth. After waiting for so long, how could he not have a good meal? When he thought of the various delicious dishes on the earth, his saliva couldn't help but pop up.

When he walked to the counter, he grabbed the "food tablecloth" and shook his hand with one hand.

The blue lace-patterned tablecloth was shocked by the force and spread out directly, and placed neatly on the counter, both big and small, just in the right position.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I am worthy of being Lord Chu He. I use my strength just right, skillfully and enchanting, and I admire you."

"You are kind to you, Chu Ritian is also very good. I heard of Daming for a long time. Today I saw it, and it turned out to be handsome and handsome, as good as Pan An."

"You are too polite."

"I dare not, you are polite."

Chu He brags about himself, singing alone with his horns and bragging for awesomeness.

Hussing a cheerful little song between his nose, Boss Chu was in a good mood. He stared at the tablecloth on the table and sat directly in front of the counter and rubbed his hands.

"Ahem, Lord God, can you just shout this thing directly?"

"Yes, just say whatever you want to eat, and the food tablecloth can naturally produce the corresponding delicacies." The main god said lightly.

"Then, let's start!"

Chu He smiled and said, "Come on, my dear little tablecloth, give the boss the most delicious dish in the world, plus the most intense wine in the world. By the way, if you want domestic products, don't hurry up from foreign products."

Boss Chu’s biggest wish in the past was to drink the strongest wine and the wildest dog on the sun... Bah, it’s a girl.

Now that I come to this strange world, I can eat the delicious food on the earth and fulfill one of his wishes, which is also great.

Just as his voice fell.

On the blue tablecloth, two things appeared with a swish.

"What is this...this...tmd?"

Chu He stared at the things that appeared on the tablecloth, his face full of confusion.

His anger soared at this moment. He grabbed a bottle on the tablecloth and asked the main god in his mind: "Are you giving me a fake?"

"No, absolutely genuine product." The voice of the Lord God was also speechless.

"Then tell me, I said I want the 'the most delicious dish in the world'. What the hell is this guy who created a bottle of 'Laoganma sauce' for me?"

As he said, Boss Chu stared at the bottle of sauce in his hand, with the familiar avatar of Lao Ganma on it. Tmd is also a bottle of Lao Ganma sauce with original fermented black beans. It would be nice if you have a beef flavor.

Although Lao Ganma Sauce is indeed very NB,... it is too far from the "most delicious dish in the world"?

"Ahem, don't be angry, the name of the dish you reported is wrong." The Lord God calmed down again and said without rushing, "There is no delicious dish in this world, because of personal taste preferences, and it cannot be compared."

"It is also because your requirements are too general, so... the food tablecloth is automatically determined, and the food with the widest acceptance is one of the options."

"Among them, Laoganma Sauce defeated 'Master Kong instant noodles' with a slight advantage, 'Hand-grabbed cake' and 'Egg Fried Rice', and became the most popular food among the most popular foods, so it... is the most delicious dish in the world."

The Lord God explained that what he said was organized and clear.

That's so powerful.

The more like this, the more angry Chu He became, and he was angry, "Okay, okay, you can fool this for me, I agree. OK, then you tell me, what's going on?"

Boss Chu put the bottle of Lao Ganma Jiang on the table with a "bang", picked up another bottle of wine on the blue tablecloth, and cursed.

"Is this tm wine? This is clearly alcohol, alcohol, do you understand?"

The glass bottle that comes out with the right hand is not a wine bottle at all, but a chemical alcohol bottle. There is a label on the front of the bottle, ‘100% concentration of industrial pure alcohol’.

There are even two lines of warning text at the bottom corner of the label: Industrial alcohol, please do not eat it.

"I want the most delicious dish. I'll endure it if you give me a bottle of Lao Ganma."

"I want the strongest and most powerful wine. You can give me a bottle of alcohol? Why don't you just give me a bottle of DDT and send me to heaven?"

Chu He pointed at the blue food tablecloth and scolded him angrily, but in fact he was scolding the Lord God.

"Stay calm, there is no problem with the strongest wine in the world!" said the Lord Shinto.

"No problem? Then tell me, is this thing wine? Can it be drunk? Can it be called food? How can it be turned out?" Chu He was so angry that he was so angry.

"Can drink." The Lord God said calmly: "You ask for the strongest wine. If it were you in the past, you would not choose this way, but now you are strong in body. Not to mention pure alcohol, even DDT will be a drink for you."

"So, the food tablecloth is judged by your physique and automatically classified industrial pure alcohol. Naturally, what you see is the 'the strongest wine in the world', and there is absolutely no problem."

“It’s true that it depends on the local conditions and varies from person to person.”

Chu He was stunned.

The Lord God’s series of quibblings is simply...so shameless!

It also varies from person to person? Bah, because you look like your aunt's blood.

"You are so arrogant, you are right, okay!"

Chu He was so angry that he sneered repeatedly, "At most, call it again, what are the 'Laoganma' and 'industrial pure alcohol'? Are you fooling me?"

"This time I will directly report the name of the dishes and wine to see how you cheated me."

While speaking, Chu He sermoned directly at the blue food table: "A 'Manchu and Han banquet', twenty bottles of Maotai in a century-old cellar."

But for a long time, the blue food tablecloth did not respond.

"What's going on? Is it really a pirated product? It's failed?"

"Or... I ordered too many? I want to do it one by one?" Chu He said suspiciously.

The legendary Manchu and Han chess has a total of 108 dishes. Indeed, even if such a small tablecloth is transformed, it may be the reason?

If this is really the limit...

"A piece of 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall', a bottle of Maotai a hundred-year-old cellar." Chu He said again.

This time, the tablecloth finally responded.

But it made Chu He's anger that had already disappeared, and he was rising again.

"Sorry, for your healthy diet, avoid overeating, it is prohibited to order continuously. You can only continue to order six hours after the last order."

On the blue tablecloth, a row of words were clearly displayed. The words were projected in red, and there was a row of countdowns on the side, which was showing 5:58:37 at this moment.

It is the time limit for the next order.

"There are actually...and...don't...time limit!"

"Master God, are you deliberately fooling me? You didn't even say such important information?" Chu He was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

"Is this information important? I don't think it's important at all?"

"Not important?" Boss Chu sneered. You will never understand the psychology of a foodie who has eaten white steamed buns for a month, nor can you reason with him.

"Then you tell me, what should I do now?"

"It'll be fine if you wait for six hours, host!" The main god was extremely calm. After a pause, he added: "Actually, the white steamed buns are delicious dipped in Laoganma sauce. You can try it."

"I'll try to have a good hammer for a girl, get me out of here."

Chu He roared angrily.

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At noon, Chu He, who was a little hungry, silently took out a big white steamed bun, looked at Lao Ganma Jiang on the table, and extended his hand resentfully.

As for the bottle of pure alcohol, it had already been thrown into Java by the angry Boss Chu.

Chu He ate a small spoonful of chili sauce and white steamed buns bite by bit, and it was very fast.

Soon, a steamed bun was wiped out, and he took out another one.

"Hey, the Lord God is right. The white steamed bun with Lao Ganma sauce tastes...and it's okay."

A faint sound echoed in the store, and this meal was at least... delicious and interesting.

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