In reality, it only took a few dozen minutes, but it took a week to suffer in the 17th century. Not long after I got home, everyone couldn't wait to go to the refrigerator to drink milk. The fresh milk I used to drink as water at home was not much in the Caribbean in the 17th century, and even fresh water was in a pure natural state that was unsterilized. Although fresh water in the 17th century was not polluted by industrial pollution, there was still some pollution in daily life.

After drinking milk, the girls looked like they finally came back to life. Zhang Cheng was very angry when he saw it. He had white nutrient solution and other things, but he still wanted to have as much as he wanted...

However, Zhang Cheng still focused on the research on the formation on this chessboard. The formation carved on this obsidian chessboard was unprecedented in Zhang Cheng. Based on the effect, it is reverse inferred that this composite formation is approximately related to time, space, and rules, and this area is also an unknown area for Zhang Cheng.

Fortunately, the core of starting this formation is already in hand. Going back and copying a chessboard can also play a game of time and space shuttle.

Zhang Cheng remembers the time when the chessboard pattern was in the Pansidong family. The Pansidong family was playing an auction game. The two, three, four, five, and six young daughters wanted to sell their gold coins for some pocket money for the New Year.

Unfertile mothers and older sisters who understand the market began to quote and trade - they knew that they could sell at least one thousand gold coins when they were sold at thrift stores or even online auctions. Of course, both thrift stores and online auctions belong to the world of adults.

The beautiful and beautiful sister finally bought Zhang Cheng: "Any 800 yuan, will you sell it?"

Zhang Cheng took out his reward gold coins and announced his transaction: "OK."

After receiving gold coins, the beautiful and beautiful sister paid Zhang Cheng a roll of green banknotes. After a week of food in the 17th century, Zhang Cheng thought that everyone might miss modern food a little. Zhang Cheng shook the banknotes: "I treat you today. Everyone wants to eat something, only Chinese food."

"Chinese food, Yangzhou fried rice." "Chinese food, lamb liver and fried rice." "Chinese food, stir-fried lamb liver and fried rice." "Chinese food, sushi." "Chinese food, stir-fried lamb liver and Yangzhou fried rice."...

Zhang Cheng: "It seems that something strange is mixed in the Chinese food, forget it. Everyone goes to the Chinese restaurant and order takeaway sushi."

A group of people rumbled into the Chinese restaurant in this neighborhood. After ordering, an old Chinese man saw Zhang Cheng in the deserted hotel. He pulled a stool nearby and sat down and asked Zhang Cheng: "Are you Chinese?"

Zhang Cheng: "Yes. You can see this, you have good eyesight."

This is not just a joke. It would be nice for ordinary Americans to be able to distinguish Asians only. Besides, there are not so many local Chinese. Most of them are concentrated in schools and Chinese restaurants.

Old man: "It's not that I'm blowing, I've never seen my eyes."

Zhang Cheng: "Brave. In this way, who among the seven of them is not my lover?"

Old man: "Don't you want to say that all seven of them are your lovers, right?"

Zhang Cheng: "Would you like to make a bet?"

The old man: "Okay, what are you betting on? This hotel is mine. Of course, this hotel itself cannot be gambled. How about free orders? If you win, pay the bill twice, and the tips will be the same."

Zhang Cheng: "It's too small and boring. Look at your hotel so deserted..."

The old man interrupted Zhang Cheng and said, "You don't see what time it is. How many people go out for dinner at 4:30. We are busy from 6:00 to 1:00 in the morning."

Zhang Cheng: "We are eight starving ghosts."

Old man: "Where did you eat in your last meal? Haiti Ghetto?"

Zhang Cheng nodded: "You are right this time. We ate in Port-au-Prince in the morning for the last meal."

The old man: "How about I give you free orders, Haiti is not something that ordinary people can stay."

Zhang Cheng: "No, no."

Zhang Cheng, who waved his palms a few times in a row, said, taking out the black card and shaking it: "I am a rich man, and I can't take advantage of you."

The old man looked at the Yuntong black card: "Well, I have been in the United States for more than 20 years, but I haven't got the Yuntong black card. Are you doing well?"

Zhang Cheng: "Haha, it's okay. If you spend millions of money on your card this year, the account manager of Yuntong Company will come to you next year."

"Hahaha... I think there is no chance." The old man and Zhang Cheng laughed.

Zhang Cheng: "In this way, gambling is not interesting. Just do some good deeds, and the bet will be changed to helping the poor. If I win, order five hundred sets of meals from you and invite the poor to have a free meal. Just in your hotel, how about it?"

The old man thought for a while: "I can't compare with you. I don't have to invite 50 people to dinner. If I win, I'll treat 50 people to dinner. How about the $20 package? I'm here eight $20 packages."

Zhang Cheng: "No problem. Doing good deeds requires doing what you can. Now, guess which of them is not my lover?"

The old man looked around the Pansidong family, thought for a while, and asserted: "The youngest red-haired ghost girl looks like a junior high school student."

Zhang Cheng: "Sixth sister, what order did you go in the last time I made a creampie?"

The sixth sister held the tea and said, "Well, I think about it. By the way, the last time the creampie was before the eldest sister, fourth sister, mother, second sister, third sister, and fifth sister."

In order to further confirm that the two people are intimate, Zhang Cheng said again: "Come on, I want to see Liu Mei's tender breasts now."

Liu Mei looked at the old man staring at her: "This old man is not a weird grandfather of pedophiles, right?"

Zhang Cheng casually slandered: "Don't worry, he is already completely unable to get an erection at his age."

"Okay. Since you want to see it, thudding thudding thud..." Liu Mei said as she lifted her clothes and lit up a pair of tender little tits. The two little rabbits in the secondary development period were two pink spots, making the old man dizzy.

Zhang Cheng said proudly: "Look, it seems I won."

The old man said dumbly: "I can't believe that you have joined their family."

Zhang Cheng: "There is a saying in this world that everything is possible. How about the assistance to the poor tomorrow?"

The old man: "No problem, tomorrow I will have a free business sign here. It is almost the limit for me to entertain 500 people a day. Don't worry, it is good for my business. I will use the best service to make myself famous."

Zhang Cheng found a tissue and wrote his name and address: "Send me the bill."

The old man looked at the closed address and said, "It's certain. I will write a Bruce card tomorrow to invite everyone to dinner."

Zhang Cheng: "Thank you."

The old man remembered something and said, "By the way, I can't get an erection. If I do once or twice a week, I will still look for prostitutes."

Zhang Cheng: "Oh, you won't go to find those aunties, right?"

Nevada prostitutes are both young and beautiful, and naturally, old and old, and their own preferences are different. For this old man in his sixties, finding a prostitute in his forties is also the next generation.
Chapter completed!