"This is a piece of cake for me, O'Neal. How many people can have enough food in Greentown? There are so many poor people, haha..." O'Neal looked like a villain when he walked down the gangway.

When he arrived at the dock, he took out a shabby Nokia cell phone, made several calls, and called some idle local personnel to come to the dock immediately.

The pier used to be considered a closed area, so now you can come in. There are many good things here now. As long as you are obedient, you can get enough food immediately. If you have a good brain and flexible hands and feet, you might get some other good things.

Anyway, this country is famous for being poor all over the world. There was a saying that this place is basically begging for the whole people, and the poor people begging for the right reason. If you don’t give me something, you will blame you for not being sympathetic.

After arranging the matter on his phone, he explained before he could finish: "You called me a little clever guy, you are the guy who is even more slippery than a loach. Did you hear that?"

This place is not too far from the city, with a fish market in the middle, which is only two or three kilometers away. When I heard that there are delicious food and drinks here, the locals who are born to like lively put down their work, and there is no work to do in this place, so they waved their long legs and ran towards it.

Let’s talk about Long Wei, he was standing in the yard at this moment, with two personnel carriers and large trucks ready, walking quickly in front of a group of people.

Judging from his anxious expression, he must have received Sun Yuanzheng's order and was about to perform some tasks. So Li Jun and Zhang Tao looked at their team members inside. Although they had ideas, no one dared to say it.

"If you are over 1.87 meters tall, you can't forget it. It's like a sling. It's embarrassing and can't take it out. Now we need formation and momentum. Do you listen to it? Those who meet the conditions will come out and test their physical strength."

Long Wei said with great appeal, and there was no chance for them to discuss. With a wave of his hand, a large group of big-sleeved and round-waisted guys immediately came out.

By the way, these team members are special police officers selected from thousands of miles away. Of course, special team members such as Zhu Shuai and Liu Liu are not included here. They were counted when they went on the battle and were 1.85 meters tall and 26 years old. This is the best stage for young people to have various indicators.

Long Wei's test method is even more special. He pointed to several containers in the southeast and said hoarsely: "Hold the drum, carry it in one hand, and hold it up for me. Did you listen?"

The big drum placed in the warehouse is nearly two meters in diameter, and the medium size is also super large. It is carried by more than 20 team members. Although it is a bit difficult, these guys smiled and left, and got into the car directly.

At this moment, dozens of black young men had arrived at the dock. Under O'Neal's organization, they stood on the concrete floor between two large ships and started watching the fun.

These guys are naturally excited and active. They gather under two big boats, singing and whistling, and instantly setting off the atmosphere.

Besides, Marcus and Gissin have already set up a strong lineup of cocktail parties on the deck. Several luxurious dining tables are filled with seamen. A group of messengers are busy, constantly carrying turkey, salads and various pizzas. All kinds of meals are so hearty.

He wouldn't give such a good meal to Manager O'Neal, but instead kept seducing him on the phone, making fun of the Chinese people, it would be better to call them together.

I couldn't handle the meal anymore, so I gave up obediently.

Besides, Sun Yuanzheng sat in the dim light, with a relieved expression, constantly urging Zhu Shuai and Sha Quancai on the walkie-talkie. Sha Quancai is now busy next to him. A large iron plate of three or four meters long was placed in front of him, four or five shovels of different sizes were waving. Squad leader Liu Liu adjusted a pile of charcoal under the iron plate, fiddling with four or five small fans with both hands, and sweating on his forehead, showing off: "There is no problem with this fire, okay, okay, if I hadn't learned big pot meals in China, and the sea breeze was so strong that I would definitely not be able to handle it..."

He was still talking about his furnace certificate and something, and Sha Quancai's barbecue was thrown out.

The barbecue he made is a meat specially delivered from New Zealand supplied by the headquarters. The meat is tender and plump, and even the raw meat can smell a faint fragrance.

Sha Quan was a little bit short of other talents, and he had the ability to grow delicious food and grow vegetables and move. Everyone in the team was a little bit short of it. So, after receiving this task, he started working without even thinking about it.

He had already figured out the appetite of people in this place, so he directly divided the barbecue into two portions. One was Chinese-style, highlighting the salty and aroma, while the other was basically original. He added a small amount of lemon juice, onions, jam, etc., highlighting the sweet and sour taste.

When the barbecue was almost the same, this guy understood the importance of psychology. While fanning the wind with a fan, he shouted honestly:

"Old Sha barbecue, you can buy 15 yuan per skewer in Suihe City. You can only get a bottle of beer if you buy 10 skewers. There are only 50 skewers in total. No one can take more greed or more."

Sun Yuanzheng looked at this guy with suspicion and laughed: "This big guy, I didn't expect him to have these two tricks."

Zhu Shuai's ears were pointed. He heard him praise Sha Quancai from a distance. He quickly tidied up the big white hat on his head, found a chance to come over, and whispered mysteriously:

"He learned from me. I made the alcohol stove hotpot. Captain. It tasted much better than his. But, so many people are hungry and they come quickly when they eat barbecue."

After a long struggle, Sun Yuanzheng was also hungry. When he heard that there was still hot pot, he immediately came to him: "Master, when did the team eat hot pot? You kid, I'm talking a little..."

Besides, Zhang Dacheng and the others are used to staying at sea, and even the chef Lao Ma is the same. They just need to cook the food. They have never eaten such delicious food. They smell the fragrant smell from afar, and many people make gurgling sounds in their stomachs.

On several plates next to him, Lao Ma looked at the two stacks of meat skewers that had just been placed, smelled it deeply, and sighed:

"Big police officer, you have added sugar. This soy sauce tastes good, but why isn't it dark yet?"

The food in front of me has far exceeded the standard of being both colorful, fragrant and delicious. It smells everywhere, making people want to open their minds and eat more than a dozen pieces in one go.

Sha Quancai was busy like a magician, and he didn't have time to pay attention to him. He just said politely. Liu Liu's face, covered by charcoal fire, raised from below, as if answering his question, but he said proudly to Sun Yuanzheng in the distance:

"Brother, our riot team's logistics support is so good. We make tofu and tofu and milk ourselves, and make homemade cold drinks and soy sauce. Do you believe it? We make it ourselves. If you want to learn it, take it another day

I'll call you when I need it. On holidays, we also make our own roast chicken."

After he finished speaking, Sha Quancai was stunned and wondered if someone asked if he had added sugar. Why didn't you answer? He quickly replied: "Old Ma, I put it, put it, and put it abalone sauce and tomato sauce... more than a dozen types, the key to this thing lies in the heat."

When Lao Ma heard this wonderful, he quickly took out a small book and wrote it down. Zhu Shuai seemed to have found the problem and came to him and said amusedly: "Old man, don't you catch a cold? What's wrong..."

He was right. Lao Ma's excited cold seems to have been much better now. He has long stopped snotting. He explained inadvertently: "I have no time to catch a cold when I see so many delicious foods. I have to remember all of these. I have never heard of it. You can also make homemade soy sauce..."

A few plates of exquisite barbecue were brought to the dining table in front of the crew. Meng Bo glanced at a skewer of more than one foot long, picked it up and ate it. His mouth slashed, his brows frowned, and said seriously: "Why is it so unpalatable? How much salt is added? It's so choking, ah..."

People at the table were all looking at the first mate, and they looked suspiciously as if Sha Quancai was being made in the northwest. Some crew members sighed in confusion, and several crew members kept looking at Meng Bo with their eyes fixed on him. They had never stopped at the place of his throat. They chewed it, but they kept swallowing it. Someone immediately found something was wrong. They picked up a few different pieces of barbecue, put it in their mouths and chewed it, and scolded Meng Bo in a vague way:

"Da Meng, you bastard, how delicious, who are you fooling? You want to take it alone, brothers, come on, don't let him fool you."

After eating here, someone shouted that it was delicious. Sun Yuanzheng looked at the boat, and there were still many people waiting below. Zhu Shuai nodded understandingly and gave him a look of peace of mind.

Zhu Shuai picked up a plate and handed it to Lao Ma. Lao Ma was about to reach out to hold it into strings, but Zhu Shuai said firmly:

"Brother, these people are originally big eaters, don't spoil the dishes. There is a saying that delicious food is rare. Our trick is to arouse greed. If you want to eat my food, don't work for me, isn't it nonsense? Is my handsome guy so smart? I'm playing with me?"

He asked Lao Ma to diced the original skewers, then walked to the gangway entrance, and called the person below to say, "Come up, this is for you to eat."

Port manager O'Neal was absent-mindedly encouraging these people to make a fuss. When he saw that there was something to eat here, he immediately called a big fat black man: "Go, go, see what things are, just look at them. If you don't eat their food, my Captain Jisin has a lot of delicious food, and the Chinese cannot compare with them."

The fat man hummed twice, walked towards the spiral ladder with big strides. This guy looked a bit like a gorilla and was dirty. Zhu Shuai just glanced at him and understood a little, and immediately asked Lao Ma to send something down.

The "Gorilla" arrived in front of him, and a bad smell suddenly surged into Zhu Shuai's nose. He insisted on holding it and asked him to look at the things on the plate.

On the plate, some roasted diced meat with aroma is placed there.

The taste is absolutely first-class, but it's a pity that it's too little, probably not enough for a "gorilla" to eat for two bites.

He looked at the diced meat with contempt and said disdainfully: "No, no, it's not enough to get stuck in the teeth."
Chapter completed!