Doomsday Pavilion

(Thanks to Kitty for the 2015 million rewards for spreading its wings and being promoted to protect the law. Congratulations on this chapter.)

Sikong pouted extremely, quite and disdainfully.

"Turn it over? I said iron cock, just tell me, how many circulation points are needed to straighten your little broken boat? Is one hundred points enough?"

Lin Chou was furious, "One hundred points? Who do you think Lin Chou is!"

"one thousand."

"..."

Lin Chou was satisfied, "Well, looking at the very comforting attitude of buying horse bones for your daughter, this handsome will forgive you generously."

Zheng Huai walked in, saw the scallion pancakes in Sagong's bowl, and took a deep breath.

"Well, I can smell my mother."

Lin Choule said, "Brother Zheng, you may have mistaken your mother's gender."

Zheng Huai said, "Just now I heard Brother Lin chatting with Young Master Sikong, and suddenly remembered a story. I wonder if Brother Lin has heard of it?"

"Hey?"

Why are you telling a story?

"One hundred yuan, who do you think I am?"

"One thousand yuan, I'm not that kind of person!"

"Ten thousand yuan, I am your person tonight."

"One hundred thousand yuan, no matter how many people you come."

"One million, don't treat me as a person tonight."

"Ten million, whether he is here or not."

"puff."

Sikong almost choked to death without swallowing a bite of the pie. Is this the damn humorous cell guarding the bright and respectable garrison commander? It is really a firework of different colors.

Zheng Huai laughed loudly, "Brother Lin, give me a scallion pancake too, my mother, I'm greedy by the smell."

Lin Chou coldly said, "No!"

Zheng Huai, "One thousand yuan!"

"Believe it or not this handsome slapped you like a source crystal ticket?"

Zheng Huai let out a cry and scratched his head, "What does the Yuanjing ticket smell like?"

"Smell of ammonia," Sikong lowered his head silently, "Lin Chou, can you slap people directly into excrement? Could this be the chef's hidden skill?"

Zheng Huai said that I don't understand this kind of second-dimensional dialogue at all, and it is invalid for Laozi.

"Crack."

"It's smashing."

"Crack."

The strong scallion aroma of the scallion pancakes couldn't even cover up the red beans. With the sound of Sikong's chewing, Zheng Huai swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

Boss Lin was offended by his own idiot, so he could only hit Master Sikong with his idea.

Zheng Huai sat down on Sikong’s seat,

"Well, Master Sikong, there are more than a dozen cakes on your plate, look..."

"Stop talking, no!"

The combination of green onions and green onions outlines an extremely fragrant flavor. Sikong was once again impressed by his wisdom. The onion pancakes made by Lin Chou are several times more fragrant than what he smelled in Xiacheng. Of course, eat it in your mouth. It makes people unable to stop.

"Lin Chou, your craft is many times stronger than the pancake in Xiacheng! Seriously, it's delicious!"

Lin Chou crooked his mouth, this kind of compliment I just assumed you hadn't said it.

In fact, it is not that Lin Chou's craftsmanship in making scallion pancakes is better. There is a family of scallion pancakes in the world. No matter how good his craftsmanship, how can he be better?

It’s just that he chose three types of green onions for making cakes: shallots, wild onions and dried shallots. The shallots are fresh and tender, the wild onions are crisp and fresh, and the dried shallots are mainly responsible for the spicy flavor. The combination of the three , Complement each other and promote each other, so simple scallion pancakes can become so delicious.

Coupled with fragrant beef offal soup and a few drops of red oil, a very simple meal, you can also eat the satisfaction that can not be replaced by the delicacies of mountains and seas.

"Good."

Sikong looked at the scallion pancakes left on the plate, both happy and sad.

I still want to eat, but I can't hold it anymore.

Di, "The boss's little secret, the task is completed, the reward is +1, and the zero-order magic plant dragon claw sky onion."

"Dragon Claw Onion is a variety of Onion, a perennial herb.

Dragon Claw Sky Onion has an extremely rich and special fragrance, which is the best among onions and is rare to see.

Longclaw onion has a large number of string-shaped roots, the stem and bulbous roots are hollow, the leaves are long conical, and the flowers do not produce seeds. There are many small aerial bulbs from the floral organs, which then develop into multiple ring-shaped small onions, which are also in the small spring Small green onions are ringed on the top buds, which look like dragon claws.

Like cold, the growth temperature is minus 13 degrees to minus 2 degrees, cold and drought tolerant to salt and alkali."

"No!"

Sikong yelled, awakening Lin Chou.

"Lin Chou, pack these scallion pancakes for my son, I have to take them back and give me a taste."

Zheng Huai,

"..."

Anyway, you are also the first-ranked son of the base city. Do you want to eat a scallion pancake and take it away? What about Master Sagong who usually spends money like a fire, where did you throw it?

Young Master Sikong carefully held the kraft paper bag containing the cakes, got in the car and went home under the escort of twelve sturdy bodyguards.

...

Sagong Yu Villa.

Sagong ordered the maid to cut the scallion pancakes into fan-shaped slices and put them on a plate.

Sikong Yudao,

"Oh, er, why come back so early today, that little restaurant, there is no food you want to eat?"

Sikong said, "Dad, I will bring you some good things. You can try it quickly."

The exquisite white porcelain plate is an antique before the cataclysm. It is very precious. The surface of the scallion pancakes, which are golden, shiny and warm, are covered with chopped green onions. Some have been fried crispy, and some are hidden in the pancakes. A tender green.

Ordinary scallion pancakes can also look very high-grade and stylish under the background of the utensils.

Sikongyu lowered his head and smelled it, his eyes were reddish, as if a little smoked.

"Okay, okay, my son knows he feels sorry for Dad, haha... the last time you ate the scallion pancake, it was when your grandma didn't leave... well, the smell is just one word, right!"

Seeing his father eating the cake he brought back, Sikong poured him a cup of herbal tea.

"Then you eat, I'll take a bath first, the sky is not cold, I am all sweaty."

After Sikong left, the maid who had been standing by for a long time became anxious.

"Master, don't eat it anymore. You can't eat so many green onions. You are allergic. Did you forget?"

Sikongyu laughed, "The things that my son brought back, let alone green onions, are poisons, and I will still live alive even after eating two catties."

"Hahaha!"

Sagong Yu's laugh echoed throughout the villa.

After a while, the housekeeper came to report, "Master, Xue Mingfang from Bafang Building is visiting and he said that he has important matters to discuss with the master."

Sikong Yu Gudong drew a cup of tea and leaned on the sofa in an unimaginative manner.

"No, let that stinky boy get out. I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to talk to him about those shit and awkward things!"

The butler twitched his mouth, looked around, whispered,

"Master, do you want me to tell him so that he won't come here again?"

Sikong Yu thought for a while, "Alright."

Waved, and added, "Go ahead."