Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou was busy working in the kitchen, and three short, pointed and long jagged "Bride II" motorcycles rushed into the courtyard of the small hall.

This kind of motorcycle is also powered by Yuanjing fuel. The total weight of the body is only 150 kg. Although it is so thin that it can hardly wear external armor or load any protective weapons such as cone blades, it is better than the low center of gravity, strong stability and fast speed. It takes 2.7 seconds and can adapt to all terrains, and can even leap over cliffs and rifts with a width of less than 10 meters. It is mostly loved by ordinary people or low-level evolutionary collection teams.

Bao Er jumped off the motorcycle, "Hurry up, that bucket of old vinegar is more expensive than your life, be careful!"

"Yes, boss!"

The other two people on the motorcycle quickly unloaded the contents of the motorcycle, and followed him tremblingly.

Bao Er tidied his clothes, leaned forward and shouted into the door, "Master Lin...Master Lin Choulin..."

"Call the soul!"

Sikong rolled his eyes.

Bao Eryi shuddered, and moved two steps calmly, then he was a little relieved, "Master Sikong, why are you here?"

"Can't I be here anymore?"

"Look at what you said."

Sikong said impatiently, "If you have something to say quickly, let it go, if it's okay, get out!"

"Huh? You are here." Lin Chou walked out of the kitchen, "Sit in the house."

Bao Er waved his hand again and again, revealing a smiling face with twelve teeth, "Don’t dare, don’t dare, the rose salt that you entrusted my father to stare at you last time has already been bought, and you haven’t been there, so I brought you here. ."

"Take it in and let me see!"

"okay."

Bao Er took the two bags of things in the hands of the two younger brothers behind him, and signaled the younger brothers to get out.

After rubbing his shoes on the grass, he tiptoed into the small hall.

The two little brothers with motorcycle helmets returned to the motorcycle to sit down and took off their helmets.

One of them said, "Did you smell it, what smell?"

Another person leaned in the car, looking up at the yellow clouds, "I don’t know, newcomer, nataka red beans, do you see the fruit around you, it’s very sweet, you can taste it, no money... What's your name?"

The man had small, transparent eyes and two moustaches around his mouth. He grinned like a mouse with his teeth.

"Hey, Brother Sun, my name is Ma Liu, just call me Ma Liu...Kai...It's so sweet! Lord Lin is willing to eat such a good fruit without money?"

"Cut," Brother Sun made a cut, and simply lay on his back on the ground, with Erlang's legs raised, "It's the first time to go out of the city, you are not as good as our field service... Master Lin, can that be ordinary people? Look inside and out here. The armored car outside, look at the nepenthes wall, that big mouth, eh? And Master Lin’s food, that’s... how many adults hunters salivate, if there is no second-order third-order in this restaurant Yes, I am embarrassed to speak loudly... As for this fruit, I heard that Master Lin thought that the last time the tide of living corpses and the herd came, the smell was too great to affect the business deliberately, and it didn’t matter at all. Armored vehicles The one who ran over, I heard that this thing has a miraculous effect on the peculiar smell in the mouth and on the body... you have to learn more!"

"Yes, yes, what Sun Ge taught is that our internal work can't compare to..."

...

In the dining room, Bao didn't know where to put his second-hand feet, as his buttocks had just touched the stool.

Sikong coughed twice, and Bao Er almost sat directly on the ground.

Lin Chou held a packet of rose salt wrapped in layers of gauze.

"taste good."

Bao Er said excitedly, "This time the rose salt came in a total of more than a dozen catties. The man asked for 500 a catty. My dad grinds it to four hundred and five. He has all taken it down. Hey... you still look at this. , This is said to be the most premium rose salt. My dad said no. I brought it back to you on my own initiative. Just this bottle... Well, this bottle is carved out of a whole piece of pink crystal. Isn’t it beautiful? Ahem, this salt, look..."

Bao Er punched the bottle, the salt inside showed an unusually strong rosy red, even a little bit scarlet, the smell was unusually fragrant, stronger than the real rose, the big one is the size of a thumb, and the small one has the big little finger, showing minerals. Unique irregular crystal shape, with frost-like moire on the surface.

"Good." Lin Chou's eyes lit up.

Bao Er said with a smile, "This bottle is specially made. You can grind the salt crystals into powder by rotating it gently. The size can be adjusted by you...just like this..."

"This is also good, do you still have the bottle?"

"Yes, the salt seller gave me three spare ones, which are not enough. I will bring you some more next time. This thing can not only grind salt, but also grind various seasonings of pepper and pepper. I heard that before the catastrophe The top chefs will use it."

"And this... the price of salt, hey, this better rose salt costs 7,000 bottles, Master Lin, look."

Lin Chou smiled, "I'll give you another fifty thousand. If you have it next time, just buy it. Well, five thousand of them belong to you and your father."

Bao Er's heart trembled. At that time, he was also whispering about the small two thousand circulation points. Now it seems that it is worth it!

"I dare not dare, how dare you ask for your money, and this is the old vinegar that Shan Ye asked me to bring you, and I will give it to you in the future. The vinegar master let me tell you every It can produce 50 catties of vinegar a month, and in one year, the grade and fragrance of vinegar will rise to a level."

Lin Chou was in a good mood, went back to the kitchen and took out twelve air-dried salt-baked chickens, "Well, thanks for your hard work, there are four of yours, and the remaining eight, help me take them to Pythagorean Alley. My shop is diagonally across from Uncle Tiger’s house, just give it to Uncle Tiger."

"No, no problem, promise to complete the task."

Bao Er's feet "float away" as if stepping on cotton.

"Boss, boss, what's it like?" Ma Liu and Sun Qiao outside the door stood up agitatedly.

Bao Er laughed a lot, looked around nervously, and sat on the ground to take out a salt-baked chicken, "Boss Lin rewarded it, let us three, try it too."

Sun Qiao said incoherently, "Salt, salt-baked chicken... two hundred and fifty circulated salt-baked chicken??"

Bao Er was a bit entertained, I can save three more, hey, honor one of my old one, and the other two reselled, hey!

It's not that Bao Er can't afford salt-baked chicken. It's okay to be extravagant sometimes.

But TM guards this group of hunters like wolves and tigers, except for the identity of Young Master Zhao, the collection team really dare to go in and eat and drink with them?

In case any uncle sees them unpleasantly or feels that eating with ordinary people loses face...

This is not a place like Bafang Building in Shangcheng District, this is a wilderness!

The hunter is the rule here.

So Bao Er has never eaten this rare thing once.

He said, "Eat, eat, hurry up, there is still a task from Master Lin when you return to the city."

Ma Liu licked his lips, his voice was as dry as a pedestrian who had been suffering in the desert for a few days without drinking water, "Really...eat...Boss, this is more than two hundred circulation points!"

When Ma Liu said this, although Sun Qiao was a little unhappy, he also hesitated. If this is sold...

Bao Er waved his hand, "Follow me, Bao Er, and drink spicy food every day from now on. This salt-baked chicken is a weather vane. Give me something to eat!"

"it is good!"

"Long live the boss!"