I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

"Why are you standing there? We've lost two brothers. If the goods can't be sold, you don't have to go back."

After hearing this, Du Jue knew that the gang test was not that simple and he had to demonstrate his surplus value.

So he turned around and looked at the female butcher who was still knocking on the knife.

"You must be mistaken. We sell beef. You have to go to the Ring Finger shop to appreciate poetry and art."

"That's right, this is the limerick we like to hum while we cook. Welcome to Lane 23."

"Don't waste time here, just give me the money."

"Hey, we need to inspect the goods first."

Faced with this request, Du Jue had no choice but to agree.

However, after opening the refrigerated truck and inspecting the corpses, the butchers all began to comment with dissatisfaction.

"Damn! It's leftover meat again."

"I've told you so many times, they died the same day and brought it here. All the good meat is wasted!"

"Hey, are you planning on having us serve this frozen meat to our guests? I told you not to freeze it quickly, don't freeze it quickly!"

"Most of it is rat meat. This kind of rib meat is dry and of the lowest quality."

"The meat is good, but why are there so many tattoos on it? It's really disgusting. I can't make it into sashimi."

"Can the guy who invented prosthetics and enhanced tattoos just die?"

The sound of the knife knocking became noticeably discordant.

The female butcher jumped out of the refrigerated truck and looked around.

"These goods of yours are of such low quality, at best they can be beaten into meatballs."

"Since I'm here, you won't let me go back empty-handed."

"Of course not. I'll reimburse you for the round-trip gas money, and I'll take the goods."

Hey!

Even more shameless than me.

Avoid retreating hastily.

"Boss Zulu, what should we do?"

"This is your mission, and I hope you succeed."

"If you can't complete the leader's orders, then I can only regretfully kill you here."

Zulu said it lightly, but the four younger brothers behind him were ready to fight.

Very lack of team spirit!

These guys must know the butcher's requirements for meat quality, but they still let him make the connection, which clearly requires him to choose between paying money and risking his life.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to her again."

"No need to talk about it. If you think it's not worth it, just take these cars back."

Yi Yin used an iron fork to slowly lift the black silk around her ear, like a shy girl combing her hair.

However, Du Jue knew that she must be a ruthless character as the representative of so many butchers.

Besides, they had gone to great lengths to pull it here, and if they had to transport it back, Jingmei would be furious if she saw it.

"My fellow villager, I also grew up in District 23. Can't we be more flexible? Next time we will definitely bring high-quality goods."

"all right."

Yi Yin put down his fork and rubbed against Du Jue, even putting his face close to him and sniffing him gently.

The other person's cheek was unexpectedly soft and warm.

"You stay too, and I'll take these at their original price."

Fortunately, she said this in his ear, otherwise he would have felt that Zulu would have agreed immediately.

Du Jue looked at her eyes that looked like she wanted to eat him, and forced himself to smile politely while suppressing his nausea.

"Don't say that. We, the Lost Dogs, are a gang affiliated with Thumb, and we're currently at war with the Vacuum Fist."

"When the time comes, there will be plenty of good goods shipped over, and you can live if you want."

Sooner or later, these ogres will be shot to death.

"Okay."

"Then why don't you give us a friendly price this time."

"I've already said it's okay, as long as you stay and act as a guarantor."

Yi Yin reached out and touched Du Jue, and leaned on his chest with a flushed face.

Du Jue quickly stepped back and pushed Yi Yin away, getting goose bumps all over his body.

Why does it look like ginseng fruit? Does it smell so good?

Seeing Du Jue's attitude, Yi Yin's face turned cold, but the desire in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"It's time to unload now."

"You butchers, do you think you can only make meatballs?"

These words immediately angered many butchers who called themselves chefs, and even Yi Yin looked at Du Jue with a dangerous look.

"Actually, I'm not a homeless person. I'm just trying to raise funds for my own life menu, so I became a middleman."

"I'm tired of the so-called gourmet food in Alley 23, and I don't care about making money at all. It's just that the ingredients I chose are too expensive, so I have to do these boring things!"

"Excuse me, but your conventional practices are really outdated."

"I once stuffed a family of four into an elephant's stomach and fermented it for three months. Do you know what it tasted like? It was a mature cheese flavor with a very dense and unique texture."

"Do you know how human milk is made into cheese? Do you know that adding maggots can eliminate fat and make it fluffier?"

"Do you know how to make a bowl of delicious soup with human saliva?!"

"A bunch of mediocre people who can only make meatballs!"

In order to avoid impatience, the three dishes of Greenland, Casu Masu and Bird's Nest before the time travel were transformed into the People's Education Edition, which seemed to have impressed these chefs.

"So he's also a great chef, and he pays more attention to the natural processing of ingredients."

"It's as interesting as molecular gastronomy. Very creative. I really want to try the first dish."

"Tsk, these methods that don't focus on the original flavor are just gimmicky!"

"Nonsense, this is what a real chef does, exploring any possible menu. Come to my shop!"

Zulu and the other brothers who were standing by the refrigerated truck were shocked that this kid had such a strong taste.

Zulu thought that the human molecular cuisine restaurant might be related to Du Jue.

When Yi Yin heard about these bizarre dishes, his eyes lit up and he licked his thin lips.

"Well, I want to eat the food you cook."

"If I am satisfied, I can buy these goods at the original price."

No, sister, you still want to do the chef's inspection, right? I'll serve you a plate of Nine-Turn Large Intestine and you'll be obedient.

"But I have my own cooking principles. I only cook for myself."

"I can eat your leftovers."

Now that things have come to this, it seems we have no choice but to do it.

"Okay, but I have a request. You're the Back Alley Butcher, right?"

"Well, in pursuit of better food, we came together.

"Then I'll join you. Sharing the menu with my colleagues will allow me to break my cooking principles, otherwise, no."

Yi Yin's eyes were full of curiosity, and his saliva flowed down the fork in his mouth.

"No problem, now you're also a companion in the pursuit of better food."

17 Eight Chefs

Congratulations on joining Back Alley Butcher!

[Gained a talent for part-time work: Good at dealing with people]

[Description: Whether it is being a person or being a person, it is an art]

[Effect 1: By tasting, you can learn the deliciousness of the ingredients and their weaknesses when slaughtering them.]

[Effect 2: You gain cooking proficiency]

"Du Jue, what are you doing?"

Zulu finally spoke when he saw Du Jue was about to leave with Yi Yin.

"Don't worry, let's go discuss cooking and everything will go smoothly for the transaction. Boss Zulu, just wait."

The two walked out of the parking lot one after the other, avoiding raising their hands to bite off the dead skin on their fingers and swallowing it.

As you chew it carefully, it seems as if some invisible juice is overflowing.

Sour and spicy!

"Bah bah bah!"

"what are you eating?"

The extreme sour, cold and spicy taste made Du Jue spit out the dead skin in response to stress, and then he realized his two weaknesses.

The first was the slight imbalance caused by the implant in my right ear, and the second was the trauma of the sutures on my chest.

What a weakness!

No, this should be called licking the weakness!

“It’s really delicious.”

Just as he was about to think about it, Yi Yin had already bitten the finger he had just bitten.

At this moment, he could even feel the soft and slippery tongue in the wet mouth swirling around the joint, and then sucking it like a lollipop.

"leave me alone!"

Du Jue pulled out his finger and immediately felt that his entire finger became numb and he couldn't even curl it up.

Even though this scene looks like a nympho giving away benefits, Du Jue knows very well the nature of these back alley butchers. They are all lunatics who eat people without blinking an eye!

Du Jue pulled out the knife and tensed up, not daring to let this crazy woman get close to him again.

This guy is really greedy for his own body!

“Even without the sauce, it’s so delicious. The flavor is so intense and pure. It’s truly sublime.”

"Don't worry, I won't bite you without your permission. Just lick me again."

Yi Yin wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth without caring about his image, and didn't care about preventing the attack. He opened his nostrils slightly and sniffed the air in front of him.

Damn it!

In the past, the logic of those people could be understood and even dealt with.

However, there was no way to deal with a complete madman like Yi Yin.

"I have money!"

Suddenly, Yi Yin excitedly dropped his knife and fumbled in his apron for a small black bag. He opened it and saw it was full of banknotes.

This was probably the payment that was supposed to go to the stray dog in this transaction.

"It's all for you, as long as you like it."

While Du Jue was hesitant about taking the wallet, Yi Yin hugged Du Jue's neck and began to lick it vigorously.

The strange numb feeling appeared again, and Du Jue only felt that his throat relaxed and he had difficulty breathing.

This guy is definitely not a bootlicker, she must have licked away something unknown to her!