Chapter 191 The old fan who just cooks(2/2)
Gu He almost sprayed out the tea he had just drunk suddenly, what the hell!?
Does wine effectiveness mean its effectiveness in nerve therapy?
He looked at Elizabeth's pious expression and had a certain understanding of her temperament. Goose would not joke about such things. She was serious, she was serious.
No wonder she looked at Lao Fan just now, as if she was looking at a master and an idol.
But how is it possible! Lao Fan cannot be a food-making expert, otherwise Miss Caiyin would not have any nerve damage. Lao Fan would not have such great ability. Lao Fan is just Lao Fan...
Suddenly, Gu He thought of something, and some scenes flashed into his heart.
That was the night when the Red Rain House was in trouble, Elizabeth was going to go to the material warehouse to look back and picked up the black pottery wine jar to drink. Later, when contacting him, when he was transmitting the energy of the holy water, and when he was riding his bicycle to rush back.
He could even see her holding the jar of wine in her hand.
A possibility emerged in my heart. Damn, some of the holy water energy went to the wine jar. I don’t know if the holy water itself has temporary therapeutic effects, or if the mixed wine produces some kind of food-making reaction, the medicinal effect will be achieved.
Gu He was stunned. This should be the truth of the matter.
Moreover, it was obvious that Elizabeth was not clear about this. The master just said at the time that "the program that can be temporarily increased" and did not mention nerve treatment, nor did he say that the energy data could be leaked into the wine.
The goose lacks some key information, and the old fan she knows is an Eastern native, a food maker, and a strange man.
This strange man, when I remembered it, he said, the angels were valued by the master...
"Lao Fan is indeed a strange person in terms of food preparation." Gu He said tentatively.
"Absolute." Elizabeth praised first and asked, "Angel, did the Wizards mean that they could sell more tonic wine for me? It is easy to discuss the price. I want to support Red Rain House. There is not much money, but I also hope to buy more of this kind of wine."
Gu He had something to do in his heart, and he had any idea to move suddenly.
No matter how poor a goose is, she can eat five million wine in one night, but she won’t open a bottle of beer for him…
To make wine? This seems to be a way of wealth. As long as he acts as a middleman, he eats both ends...
However, he thought of many terrible consequences.
In any case, you must first determine the identity of the spokesperson of the strange man.
"Elizabeth, you know a little bit about the strange temper." Gu He said seriously, "He usually doesn't want to participate in the world. Sometimes when he meets people he is interested, he wants to do something."
"Yeah." Elizabeth nodded repeatedly when she heard this. She was so lucky.
This also shows that she is on the right path of heroism, so those who have attained enlightenment will be helpful.
"As a disciple of the strange man, I said, "I am responsible for communicating these things. Whether to sell wine or not, how much, how much is sold, Lao Fan doesn't want to care about it, he just cooks in the kitchen."
Elizabeth understood, but liked it instead, "That is to say, you and me will be handed over by the angel."
"Yes. You know, the purer this kind of thing is, the more dangerous it is, and the chef cannot expose it."
Gu He's tone became more and more serious, and he also said in a low voice, "Who else knows about this except you?"
"Judy, Judy Dickinson," said Elizabeth, briefly introducing, "Judy and I have a common goal, and the wine tonic is mainly for people like her."
Mom, Gu He felt a little upset when he heard this. This is what he was worried about, that was from the bank.
If this matter is worn and the entire fish pond is dragged into the water, it will be all over...
That's why he has been using rhetoric and has not been honest about how Lao Fan's drinking tonic has the effect.
No, the more you think about it, the more dangerous it becomes. Let’s drag the goose first. When you contact me in a few days, the master will tell her that it is not because of wine, but because of the energy of holy water.
In this way, the goose will no longer have any unrealistic ideas about Lao Fan, and the alarm in the fish pond will naturally be lifted.
Chapter completed!