After the two groups of games, when everyone heard the rest command again, everyone felt that the strength in their bodies seemed to have been drained, and even their fingers were lazy to move.

At this time, the actor regained some strength to move his eyes and said to Simon next to him: "It's really different!"

As a person who has the perseverance to train muscles to outline, he has a deep understanding of fitness knowledge. He knows what it feels like to practice overdose. However, he is obviously overdose, but he does not feel as if his muscles are twisted like he used to practice overdose. Now he feels sore muscles are sore, but he does not feel that distorted.

"At night, there will be a slight sensation, and the muscles will feel as painful as needles. After about half a little, you will feel warm all over. Mr. Gene's effect is more effective than coach McAvoy's three-day effect. It's a pity that he doesn't come to teach us often." Simon wanted to tilt his head, but he felt it was a bit laborious when he tilted his head, so he looked at the ceiling above his head in a low voice and told him.

After all the troubles were made, Jian Heng and Damai and Wu began to take turns to massage the people. The massage techniques of the three of them became very rough. Most of the time, they directly stepped on their feet. The key parts were the muscles on the calf and thighs.

The three of them stepped on all the students, and more than half an hour passed. It was already dark, and it was time to have supper.

Zhao Changshan saw that these students were lined up and started to take a nap today, so he gave the students who came over a spoonful of dishes and asked, "Why, are you guys practicing today?"

"How do you know?" The strong actor who was in front of him who snatched the rest tomorrow afternoon. When he heard Zhao Changshan's question, he immediately asked curiously.

After asking, I couldn't help but yawn!

"Barley and Xiaomai are not as cruel as him!" Zhao Changshan smiled and signaled him to walk forward with his plate.

Before entering the restaurant, I felt so tired that I didn't want to eat anything, but when I waited for a full meal to be placed in front of me, I suddenly felt so hungry that I immediately picked up the spoon and dunked it into my mouth.

Originally, this person didn't like Chinese food, but he didn't like too greasy food. As a fitness guy, his taste was lighter. However, after a few meals, he had already tried to endure the nausea and now he tasted relish. Last time he was resting, he made another fitness meal, but he wanted to vomit.

When everyone sat down to have a meal, Zhao Changshan closed his eyes happily and listened to the sound of eating in the restaurant.

At this time, Zhao Changshan felt a sense of accomplishment. Looking at a group of foreigners sucking and eating the food they made, it seemed that he felt that he had suddenly become the best Chinese chef in the United States.

Sigh, sigh!

To be honest, these people have no aesthetic sense at all when they eat. They are just a bunch of refugees who illegally smuggled from Africa. If Trump sees them, they will definitely throw them back to the side of the Mexican wall. Whether these guys have American nationality or not is too embarrassing to eat.

Look at these one by one, just eat, and make a clattering sound, which really makes people feel a little overwhelmed.

Of course, everyone present felt that there was no problem, and Zhao Changshan even regarded this voice as a kind of praise for himself.

The wind blows away the clouds!

This is the main theme of eating at the Silent Lake Ranch Restaurant!

In less than fifteen minutes, these people finished their meal and wiped their mouths. There was almost no leftover dish on the plate in front of each person.

Huang Xiaodong and Zhang Jialiang were both a little worried. Waiting for these people to leave the restaurant, the two looked at each other and said with a wry smile: "Today, the dogs are going to eat steamed buns and soak the broth again!"

There is no way to do this. All the meat has been gnawed by these guys. Now if someone tells them that the Americans are not good at gnawing things like multiple bones, Zhang Jialiang will poke the bones on his face in the face for him to see, because these bones are cleaner than dogs.

Zhang Jialiang turned to Zhao Changshan at this time and said, "I said, Brother Changshan, you should make more. Look, every time the meat and vegetables I make are gone in seconds, it makes us abuse people and not let people eat enough!"

"It doesn't hurt when you stand and talk. Come and try cooking!" Zhao Changshan opened his mouth and said.

Zhao Wei said: "Our volume has increased compared to before, and the volume has increased by 20%. Why don't you tell the boss about it and let everyone exercise more quickly? These guys can eat too much."

"Forget it, let's make steamed buns." Zhang Jialiang turned around and recruited a few dogs.

When I arrived at the kennel, to be precise, it was either a kennel or a few small steeple steeple houses built next to the chicken-raising poultry house.

"Let's have dinner!"

With Zhang Jialiang shouting, all the dogs ran out, and they had already picked up their food bowls in their clever mouths. They saw their friends holding the basin in a clever way, and quickly turned around to pick up the basin.

When all the dogs held the food bowl, when Zhang Jialiang spoke, all the dogs immediately ran to the restaurant like a joy. Zhang Jialiang followed behind and shouted in line, but there was no dog or bird he had.

When Zhang Jialiang took a trot to the restaurant, the dogs had already eaten it. Each dog basin divided four large steamed buns into two, dipped in gravy, and filled with small head basins.

Zhao Changshan and others have already eaten.

As for Denver, he had already finished eating, and was licking a big bone in his arms, which was a snack after the meal and grinding his teeth. Only Zhang Jialiang himself was still hungry.

When he was waiting for him to pick up the bowl and started eating, he also complained that everyone would not wait for themselves.

However, no one cares about him at all when he said this. Others are busy eating vegetables, so how can they have the time to listen to Zhang Jialiang's complaints?

Compared with the restaurant, Jian Heng is much more harmonious. There are several side dishes, including meat and vegetable, and no big dishes are all home-cooked, such as shredded potatoes, oil tofu, meat dishes, fried shredded pork with celery, winter flower rib soup, plus a plate of Russian revolutionary vegetables, potato roast beef.

When Zhang Jialiang and the others were about to finish their meal, Jian Heng put the dishes on the table.

Barley and wheat were waiting for the vegetables to come to the table and began to pray. Jian Heng took advantage of the prayers of the two of them to serve the rice.

Montana is no longer suitable for dining outside the house, because the temperature has dropped sharply. As for the weather forecast, the first snow in Montana will come tomorrow morning, so Jian Heng and the other two took Winnie to sit in the restaurant seriously.

After picking up the spoon at hand, Jian Heng picked up a big bone and put it in front of Winnie. The little guy immediately stretched out his nose and sniffed it. Maybe he felt it was a little hot. He was so anxious that he ummed twice, and then tried to tilt his head to chew the meat on the bones.

At this time, Xiaomai had finished praying. She reached out and dragged the plate in front of Vini. Vini was anxious and shook her head and tail, looking at the meat plate that was getting farther and farther away from her, humming.

Xiaomai picked up the fruit at his hand, used a dining knife to half, and put a piece of fruit in Winnie's mouth. Then the little thing stopped humming.

"You let it chew on it yourself. If it is hot, it will eat it later." Jian Heng was a little embarrassed about Xiaomai's style of feeding, so he spoke out.

"I burned its mouth last time!" said Xiaomai.

"Didn't you know how to sniff it first this time?" Jian Heng retorted.

Slap sex!

Jian Heng was about to talk about Xiaomai again, but when he heard something from the door, he wanted to stand up and take a look. Who knew that Damai stood up first and asked Jian Heng to sit down, and she went to open the door by herself.

As soon as the door opened, I found that it was Denver who came. This guy was hitting the door with his head.

Denver saw a small crack in the door and immediately squeezed into the door.

Standing at the entrance of the restaurant, Denver immediately felt dissatisfied. He came to the table, tilted his mouth and picked up Winnie from the chair, threw it to the door, and then took Winnie's place with a swagger. He put his two front paws on the edge of the table, put his head on the front paw and looked at Jian Heng, barley and wheat for dinner.

"Denver is not full?" Damai walked to the door, reached out to pick up Winnie with her hips, walked back to her chair, and said curiously.

Jian Hengyi reached out and touched Denver's belly: "I'm almost overwhelmed by eating, look at this belly!"

"Then why did you take Vini away?"

Before Dabae could finish her words, Denver jumped off the chair and walked to Dabae's side, opening her mouth to pick up Winnie from Dabae's arms.

This time, it was not delivered to the restaurant door, but directly to the door. Denver wisely knew that he opened the door and threw Winnie outside the door, and then turned around and came back.

Damai, who was chased out of the whole process, saw it completely in his eyes, so he glared at Denver and brought back Winnie, who was thrown outside the door by Denver.

Winnie was confused at this time, and she didn't know what was going on. She felt like she was back in the restaurant in a flash.

"Stand here honestly. If you dare to come in again, be careful I will suck you!" Jian Heng pointed at Denver and scolded.

Hearing Jian Heng's voice, Denver immediately stood up honestly, but Denver was used to being spoiled by barley and wheat. He had learned to observe his words and expressions. He secretly stretched his claws forward, slowly moved a small step, and then observed Jian Heng's face directly.

"Who asked you to come in?" Jian Heng stretched out his hand and Denver retreated half a step back.

At this moment, Damai and Xiaomai did not interfere with Jian Heng scolded Denver because they knew that Denver was competing for favor. They were afraid that such Denver would not be punished. In the future, when the three of them were not in front of him, it would secretly hurt Winnie.

The two sisters didn't know that Denver could not hurt Winnie. Denver just didn't like Winnie to share her love and did not have any actions to hurt Winnie.

The meal was a bit boring. In order to give Denver a memory, everyone was stern.
Chapter completed!