Doomsday Pavilion

When Lin Chou returned to the Xiaoguan, the potted plants were shameless and wanted to keep up. They were fanned competently by the fences. They worked very hard, almost without Lin Chou's orders.

"Yes, did you see her, remember her, that's the smell, the bad guy who wanted to poach you out the other day! Blacklisted! Refused!"

Lin Chou pointed at the potted plants viciously and confessed to the fences.

After tossing for a day and a night, at 6 o'clock in the morning, I just sat down and ate the rest of the meal.

There was a shout outside the door,

"Master Huang, my lord! Forgive my father. My father is sixty years old and can't stand the tossing!"

"Come on, we really don't know anything!"

Just listen to Huang Dashan arrogantly saying, "Noisy? Little ones, get them all in for grandpa!"

Lin Chou stood outside and took a look.

The six little brothers under Huang Dashan's hands, plus shameful bald heads, swallows, and Bai Qiong pushed and shoved a group of people toward the mountain.

Huang Dashan pushed the two old men with white beards to Lin Chou, "Here, the old vinegar you want, is this delicious? Sixty years old!"

Lin Sorrows his nose with anger, what's the mess?

There are a total of twelve people, there are men and women, old and young, and they look like a family... or ordinary people!

There is not even a warrior, the kind with yellow face and thin hands without the power to bind chickens!

A 30-year-old man was crying and he lay on the ground and hugged Lin Chou's leg. The blood in his nostrils had not been wiped clean. His face was blue and purple, "My lord, forgive our family! We really I didn’t do anything! I don’t know anything...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu what we have hidden the secret recipe, I, I really don’t understand what he’s talking about!"

Six women of different ages were just piled on the ground, and they were all knocked out.

"Hey, I tore you to drink, and dare you to sue the master of Shan's stubbornness?" Huang Dashan's eyebrows were irritated, his face violent, his beard was like steel pins.

There are five bloody marks on the bottom of this man's neck. When the veins violently, blood will come out little by little.

"Mother, I'm unlucky, I met a shrew!"

Huang Dashan murmured again, the little brothers under their hands also had the same nail prints all over their faces.

It's shameful to be blinded by the wild goose after smoking a lifetime!A few ordinary ladies saw red to a group of mutants who were fighting in the wilderness, and said!!

The man wailed and said, "Our generations of people have been good people who have been farming in the outer city! No bad things have been done! Forgive us, this is a wilderness! We will die, really will dead."

Lin Chou's head is big, "Brother Shan, what is going on?"

Uncle Huang pointed at the two old men, "These two old men are brothers, and their father is a good hand at making vinegar. He supplied goods to Juyun Tower back then! The two old men dared to hide privately with Shan Ye? Soy sauce You can have it, but you can't have vinegar? Fudge, your Lord Shan has no life?"

The two old men cried out, crying called tears and snot, "Although soy sauce and vinegar are both seasonings, they cannot be generalized at all. Soy sauce only needs soybeans, wheat and salt for natural fermentation! Vinegar is not the same. Ah, the raw materials alone are very different, and the craftsmanship is also very complicated. Mingguang has not produced vinegar for decades, and the cost is ridiculously high!!"

Huang Dashan is embarrassing, "The old man blames your Lord Shan, why didn't you say it at that time?"

"My lord, you didn't give us a chance to speak!"

"Isn't the ladies in your family going crazy when they come up?"

The old man’s pupils were a little enlarged, "My lord, you, a dozen or so evolve adults, rushed in and yelled as if they were robbing the family..."

Lin Chou helped the old man up, "The old man gets up first, he is offended, please don't be offended, I will make up for you... But, really can't vinegar be brewed?"

The old man scratched his head, "I haven't forgotten the craftsmanship, but...just..."

Huang Dashan became a little embarrassed into anger, "You mean it!"

The old man shivered. "If you can find all the raw materials such as glutinous rice, sugar, salt, bran, rice husk, koji, wheat koji, and rice wine lees, I can make it!"

Shan Ye grinned, "What are these TMs?"

But Lin Chou understood, "Old man, must glutinous rice? Ordinary rice is not good?"

The old man nodded reluctantly, "The taste will be very different, but that's okay."

No wonder the ancestors of the old man gave up the craft of making vinegar. Just look at these raw materials. Glutinous rice has long been extinct. The three circulation points of rice are a catty. Sugar and salt are quite common. Liquor and malt are common... Yes, Qingquan Mountain!

A jar of the most inferior wine requires hundreds or thousands of circulation points, let alone the lifeblood of wine.

"Nendi long-winded, did you say it could be done? Little ones, get me this group of things back to the base city, especially these two old men, show me a good look! You only ask after running away, yes, he What materials do you want and buy them!"

"Yes, Lord Shan."

After a group of people left, Huang Dashan and others entered the small hall.

"I said, Brother Lin, why did you go? This one..." The bald head happily, with ambiguous eyes. "I just saw the green-haired little loli going to the base city, little boss, this taste ...Tsk tusk tusk."

Yanzi said, "Boss Lin still has a good vision, and the little girl looks good, with big and round eyes, just a little bit younger."

Huang Dashan curled his lips, "It's true that Brother Lin has this taste... But come back, what's the point, the same kind of raising children... My mother was only 15 years old when I gave birth, and was still 3 months premature. Isn’t it as strong as a cow? It’s no problem to get to the third rank!

"Premature birth? Haha, I think the aunt threw the child to raise the placenta, right?" Bai Qiongshou looked disdainful.

Huang Dashan drew an axe, "Wu, the white-haired rabbit, give you the life of Lord Shan!!"

As soon as Zheng Huai entered the door, he was startled by the cold light of the big axe and spear in the house, and then he sat down and watched the excitement "Dashan, Lao Bai, ready to warm up before dinner?"

"Warm up with a shit, watch Lord Shan send this old boy to enjoy the real peace."

"dream!"

Zheng Huai was one of a group of people who followed Wei Tianxing at that time, a third-order mutant, a lieutenant colonel of the garrison, and was ordered to station at the west gate of the three walls.

"Brother Zheng has no errands today?" Lin Chou asked with a smile.

Zheng Huai waved his hand, "Today is Monday! This is not a special leave, to taste Brother Lin's Tomahawk steak."

The fiery leather-clothed female swallow looked at her watch, "Brother Huai, you cheated. It's only a quarter past six, counting the time and the door hasn't opened when you come out!"

Zheng Huai laughed loudly. "As the chief on duty of the garrison, he should always be a bit privileged! Brother Lin's medicated diet is unheard of. If he gets robbed, wouldn't my old Zheng just cry? Swallow, how did you come here? You can’t just see others black but not yourself black?”

Yanzi lowered his eyes and snorted, making his face flush.