Chapter 692

When Feng Yingming saw his formation, he probably wanted to build a fence.

"Can I get help?"

"If officer Feng asks someone to help, I don't know how much labor fee?" Lu Jingxuan raised his head and looked at him.

Many of Feng Yingming's men should work for him. I'm afraid the labor fee is not low.

"A thousand zombie beads, make a good wall for you." Feng Yingming looked at the site in front of him. It was actually fast to complete it. The key was to see whether Lu Jingxuan was willing to pay.

There were not many zombie beads, and Lu Jingxuan nodded slightly. "That's OK. The wall I want is at least one meter and two high. The floor inside must be ten centimeters higher than the outside."

"That's no problem." Feng Yingming glanced at the people behind him. In fact, they were not the only one who came by the sledge, but also Feng Yingming's personnel.

Seeing Feng Yingming greeting them, the powers behind immediately came forward.

He took the iron plate in Lu Jingxuan's hand and began to surround the area

In fact, it's easy to build a fence. After all, this is the South Pole.

Using water and cotton, coupled with a low temperature, you can directly make an ice wall.

It took almost half an hour for Feng Yingming's men to do everything.

A rectangular wall leaves more than three meters of space for walking.

Feng Yingming looked at the wall in front of him and turned to Lu Jingxuan. "I'm satisfied."

"Yes, we're the rest." Lu Jingxuan took a look around. The thickness of the wall was about 24 cm, which fully met his standard.

Feng Yingming took the bag containing zombie beads from Lu Jingxuan. A thousand zombie beads are really bad, but he believes Lu Jingxuan won't cheat him.

Lu Jingxuan walked into the wall, took out an RV from the space, leaned against the corner, and then made a lot of tables and chairs from the space and placed them in the wall.

The people around were originally curious about Lu Jingxuan's appearance as a local tyrant, but they didn't understand what he was going to do when they saw that he took out his desk and chair.

Until the rich taste of chicken soup and other flavors came from the car.

Feng Yingming sniffed at the chicken soup.

Shit, it smells so good.

I haven't smelled the chicken soup for a long time.

Looking at Lu Jingxuan, do you really want to open a restaurant here?

"Soup hot pot buffet, a thousand zombie beads, including a piece of beef, two green vegetables, two rice and a fruit platter, on a first come, first served basis, no waiting after expiration."

When Lu Jingxuan was ready, he came out and shouted to the crowd.

Feng Yingming was completely stunned by his words.

Hot pot buffet?

Holding grass, are you kidding?

They came here to open a hot pot cafeteria?

In fact, it's no wonder that Lu Jingxuan and song Fengfu want to open this hot pot self-service store. Who makes them have more food in their space.

The hot pot self-help project has also been opened in the crystal base.

However, there are too few people in the personnel trench inside the crystal base. At present, only a few copies of hot pot have been sold.

"Wait, Mr. Lu, you said you would help yourself when you opened a hot pot shop?" Feng Yingming felt that there must not be much beef. With green vegetables, there was even less.

"What does that letter mean?" Lu Jingxuan looked at Feng Yingming and was obviously moved.

"How about opening for three days and half price?" Feng Yingming smelled the taste. He really said that more heart is more heart.

"Half price?" Lu Jingxuan glanced at the onlookers outside.

It seems that many people are watching them.

Thinking of what they came here for, Lu Jingxuan pretended to hesitate for a while and then said, "well, in the face of Sir Feng, we opened for three days and half price, plus two small dishes."

Feng Yingming was extremely satisfied.

Greeting the brothers who helped before, Feng Yingming occupied a position close to the RV.

"Mr. Lu, there are 2000 zombie beads here. We want four hot pot, but only two soup bottoms. Can the other two soup bottoms be changed into other things?" Feng Yingming changed a good calculation.

In fact, two portions of clear soup are of no use to them. If they can change food, it is naturally the best.

"Well, I'll change two soups into one green vegetable." Lu Jingxuan didn't want to compromise them.

Feng Yingming is a little sorry to hear this, but it's good to change a dish.

"Let's do it." Feng Yingming looked at the people in front of him and estimated that the food exchanged for 2000 zombie beads was not enough for them.

The two portions of hot pot are relatively primitive hot pot. The copper hot pot uses charcoal as fuel. Put the cooked soup in the hot pot, add a few green onions, tomatoes and shrimp, which is a bit fresh.

Feng Yingming smelled the taste and felt that it was the best food since the end of the world.

When Lu Jingxuan wants to greet others, he can only send the hot pot first. After Song Fengfu has finished the rest, Feng Yingming goes to the windowsill of the RV to get it.

The sliced beef was rolled up, a thin piece, a total of ten pieces, placed on a plate.

A total of four, plus eight green vegetables and eight rice, four fruit platters look a little too much.

It seems that we should get some service personnel in the crystal base tomorrow, so that they can relax a little.

Otherwise, if you die, there is no way for so many people to eat hot pot.

If it weren't for the fear that these people would steal and hide things, it wouldn't have been so troublesome.

Thinking of this, song Fengfu simply wanted to ask Lu Jingxuan to set up a table outside the RV and put meat, vegetables, fruits and rice on it.

It won't happen with him anyway.

Just do it.

Song Fengfu didn't know that the whole ice city base was almost on fire, and more and more people lined up to eat hot pot.

And the position inside the fence is not enough.

Feng Yingming just thought that eating such a hot pot in Antarctica was an enjoyment. The seafood on the table immediately attracted his attention.

"Mr. Lu, why didn't you take out the seafood earlier?"

"Seafood needs a single order," Lu Jingxuan said with a smile.

"Single order? How many zombie beads do you need?" Feng Yingming looked at the fresh shrimps and crabs. There were only ten fresh shrimps in a plate, but he didn't know the price.

"A plate of 160 zombie beads." Lu Jingxuan opened his mouth and Yingming swallowed his saliva, "three plates."

"Officer Feng is such a big hand." Lu Jingxuan took three plates to him as soon as he heard Feng Yingming's words.

"I haven't enjoyed it so much for a long time, Mr. Lu. I've seen that you can become a local tyrant here soon." Feng Yingming took out the zombie beads, which didn't hurt at all.

Others saw him as a local tyrant and only felt his toothache.

Feng Yingming is one of the leaders of the ice city. He doesn't lack the zombie bead at all.