Chapter 114 One-sided high theory

Wu Da's heart also trembled with the fat man's long sigh. Whether it is the women who are happy with themselves in the Mochou Hall or Pan Jinlian, they are no longer with him now. Some were killed by themselves, and one left alone. Anyway, that kind of joy is only temporary. In the long memory after that, when I want to do it again, all I have in my heart is only a strong desire and faint sadness. Yes, in the end, it was all failed. Even if Pan Jinlian doesn't leave, can she still bring the impulse she used to give herself when she is old and yellow? If so, what's the difference between her leaving and not leaving?

So, in any case, women are something that will ruin everything, and it is too stupid to indulge in women. No wonder Ximenqing, although he was haunted by hundreds of flowers, he didn't even have a wife in the end. He met many women and tasted more women. I must be well aware of this last situation of nothing. In this way, not marrying is also a good kind of self-protection. Until now, Wu Da felt that he had something to understand Ximen Qing. What this playboy had was not only the pleasure of pumping (harmonious) insertion, but also the bitterness of loneliness.

"What the eldest brother said was very true. When the brother heard the eldest brother's words, he felt that Mao was open. Sure enough, only by chatting with a master like you can you increase your knowledge. In what Wu Da said, there are six or seven points that are true.

Look at the expression of brother, he has also suffered losses on women. But then again, you don't have to worry too much about it. What man in the world has never suffered from women? So this is nothing." The fat man shook his head gently. Therefore, it may be that the immortals feel that it is too cruel to give only these two kinds of pleasures to men, so there is another way to enjoy them. The fat man's tone became excited again.

"Is that eating?" Wuda's tentative question. After all, the topic of fat people is caused by eating, and in the end, it should also be implemented in eating, which is more reasonable.

"Yes, you and I both like to eat. Eating this thing seems to be illusory. After turning in your stomach for a few hours, you will be pulled out and become a stinky piece. At first thought, you may think that eating is the most unreal pleasure. Actually, it's not." The fat man clicked his mouth like a trade-off.

To be honest, Wu Da doesn't want to think about the action of babbling and words like "a stinky piece". But if you are a fat man, you really have to take it." I hope to hear more about it. I'm really not very clear about this problem. I'm just asking the eldest brother to solve my puzzles.

"We don't want to eat these things. What we eat is taste, so there is no loss when the food is pulled out. What's more, the essence of those things will remain in the body and become these things. The fat man patted his stomach. It's just that sometimes I think that if only these essences can be pulled out, it won't form such a lot of burden. Hahaha. However, there is also a disadvantage of eating, that is, I didn't enjoy it every time. As a result, I was full and could only come back next time. It's really not fun. So sometimes I think that if I had two stomachs, I could eat more. Of course, it's better not to eat enough of these things, so that I can eat enough at a time. Hahaha." The fat man's smiling beard trembled. And this good taste will never betray you. Even if this cook dies, others will be able to cook. The craftsmanship has been handed down, and the best among the heirs must be more skilled than the previous generation of cooks. Eating is not to betray your own pleasure. It is the most plain and the most real. This sentence was interrupted by the chewing action, and the fat man took another big bite and swallowed it abruptly. Then he had a loud hiccup, and it seemed that he was a little full.

It seems that this conversation is coming to an end, and Wu Da feels a little unwilling, because he hasn't talked about anything substantive. However, on the other hand, if you eat for the first time, it seems too utilitarian to talk about some words that hope the other party can help you. Let's put up with it. He sincerely made friends with this fat man, and he must not treat himself badly.

"I haven't finished yet." The fat man was obviously choking. He grabbed the tea bowl next to him, took a big sip of water, and then his nervous expression eased. How much does it cost to gamble at the table? How can it cost 50 taels of silver to gamble in the capital? How much does it cost to get a wife and how much does it cost to go to the kiln? These are all expensive. None of the things that please women are cheap, and now women are asking for more and more expensive. They fucking think they are set with gems underneath. But eating is different. The pancakes bought with a few copper plates are also very delicious and can bring you heartfelt happiness. Of course, it's easier to be full. Another hiccup.

Wu Da is too familiar with pancakes. He really wants to say that even Wu Song usually eats five pancakes and is full. Most people who eat pancakes feel that the level of pancakes is not enough to satisfy their hunger. It is better to eat half of them for a day. This is the sincere idea of those who even have a few copper plates.

For this fat man, that kind of life is too far away, and he has never thought about what it would be like not having enough to eat. The fat man thought what he said was very smart, but that's actually what he said. When Wu Da listened to the fat man's remarks, his heart arose. Most people in the world are poor. Most people can't have no worries about food and clothing. No matter how they eat, they can't eat enough, which is a more frightening feeling than the plague. Not to mention that, even if they eat more, it is a great burden for ordinary people. At this point, Wu Da has suffered enough on Wu Song, who has eaten a lot.

When he thought of this, Wu Da was tired of the fat man's high theory, and he wanted to end this topic. Among other things, it's better to know the identity of this fat man. At least it's more convenient to find him in the future. It doesn't matter if it costs money, but I don't know which immortal he is. It's too unworthy.

"Oc's it, I can't eat any more today. It's a pity that I haven't eaten yet. After all, my stomach is still not big enough. The fat man gently stroked his stomach, thinking that after eating bloating, it would be a little painful to pat him, which made him suddenly gentle to the "wine barrel".