Doomsday Pavilion

(Thanks to the book friends for kissing the 10,000 starting currency for rewards, and being promoted to the hall master, I would like to congratulate you with this chapter.)

Everyone quickly looked down, and saw that when Leng Han was about to fall to the ground, a harrier turned over. I don’t know what method was used, there was a bang of air around him, and the whole person rose up a few meters before falling steadily. Back to the ground, a heroic mess.

Jiang Zhengyang thought that I would save a fart, and he arched his hand, and apologized, "Everyone, I'm not with you."

Flicking the gown lightly, jumped down.

Looking at Jiang Zhengyang, he was hunting and blowing his robe in the long wind, holding a folding fan with a smile, and the person in the air was as light as a feather.

When he was about to land, Jiang Zhengyang opened his folding fan, turned a pattern in his hand and stuck it on his chest, his speed suddenly slowed down a bit.

Jiang Zhengyang watched as Leng Han was about to speak, only to hear a loud explosion coming from his ears, Lin Chou slammed straight on the reef like a heavy weight.

Countless gravel and sand splashed in all directions, hitting the city walls and reefs, bursting out a series of sparks.

Jiang Zhengyang evaded embarrassedly, but his clothes were still soiled in several places, his face suddenly turned white for three minutes and he almost vomited.

Lin Chou crawled out of the shattered rock pile, with half of the crab legs on his head, very embarrassed.

"Ahem, that, Mr. Jiang, sorry!"

"No, it doesn't matter."

Not far from the beach in the city wall, three big living men jumped off the city wall, and even the huge rock on the seashore was smashed. How could the people on the beach not see the movement here?

Seeing the three adults who were intact, the evolving adults came towards them, these ordinary people suddenly didn't dare to move. The old man looked at ease and looked at the three people and smiled.

With bare buttocks, the little doll who only wears apron and catches crabs in the mud yells and crawls. The crab just caught in his hand slipped into the apron along his arm.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, three supermen have flown down."

Then the mud monkey-like little doll let out a terrifying scream, "Oh...Dingdingdingdingding...it hurts!"

"Snapped."

The old man slapped him and almost slammed the mud monkey into the mud.

"Xiao Wang Ba Lao, scream, believe it or not, those evolving adults took you away and salted you to drink!"

The little baby was so scared that she didn't dare to cry anymore, tears fluttered in her eyes.

"Grandpa...Grandpa...I don't want..."

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

The old man responded with a smile,

"Nothing, sir, don't go anymore, you'll be in the muddy ground again."

Leng Han looked down and saw that he had already reached the junction of the beach and the silt. The clear dividing line of half golden and half gray was very magical.

Leng Han raised his eyebrows, and saw that the long dress and the boots under his feet were a bit tangled.

Fortunately, the old man was holding his grandson in one hand, stepping on a small wooden cart under his feet, pedaling and slipping, and he came to Leng Han.

The old man relied on this scooter-like thing to easily move forward on the mud, underneath a long half-meter wide wooden board, connected to a wooden stick to act as a steering wheel, simple and practical.

"You see this mud looks like the ground, but it's actually wet, sloppy and soft, and you don't have half a leg to step on."

The old man said, throwing his grandson on the tidal flat.

The little mud monkey looked at his grandfather bitterly, wiped his face and got up.

The short figure became shorter and shorter, until the silt was about to submerge his waist, he skillfully stretched his legs and stretched his arms, and then pulled himself out again.

"My dear, did you see it, old man, I know you are strong, but your clothes are dirty, isn't it?"

The old man turned around and took off the round bamboo basket on his back and placed it in front of a few people.

"My lord, the old man got these little things."

Jiang Zhengyang only glanced at it, then stepped away.

Leng Han looked down and took a closer look. The bamboo basket contained some slender sticks with black silt on the surface. Occasionally, you could see the white straw poking out of the water.

He shook his head and said he had never seen him before, and looked at Lin Chou.

Lin Chou smiled, "This is a razor clam."

The little old man raised his thumb,

"Yes, it is the razor clams. We are from poor families in Xiacheng District. We prefer to call them Xishi Tongue and Tang Monk Meat. This razor meat is sweet in nature, helps the throat, nourishes the stomach, invigorates the spleen and invigorates the deficiency and cold, and contains a lot of zinc and manganese. , The child eats the brain-building nourishment, the elderly eats the prolonged life and is not confused, haha."

He took out a razor clam from the bamboo basket. It was cylindrical in shape with two shells tightly buckled. It was two and a half fingers long, much thicker than the old man's thumb.

Lin Chou sighed, "Such a big clam, at least three years, right?"

The old man smiled mysteriously, "Yes, the adults have not said it for two years. This is a five-year razor. It is a golden one. Although the adults in Shangcheng don't like it, it is not affordable for ordinary people in Xiacheng."

"Only in this tidal flat can you find the razor clams that have lived for so long. The requirements for water quality and the environment are too high. If you are not careful, the entire razor field will be over...At this time of the year, it is to ask Xiaohai. In season, the razor clams are hidden in the silt, which is not easy to catch. These wooden mud horses can make us walk on the silt like flat ground..."

Mu, Mu Nima?

Lin Chou's face is green, this handsome should stay away from that stuff.

It is said that in ancient times there were two kinds of nima beasts, one surnamed Cao and the other surnamed Wang.

Anyone who stepped on shit would be completely destroyed from physical to psychological aspects of these two great beasts. Even if they managed to save their lives, they would end up with a lonely family, very sad.

"When the tide is low, the razor will hide in the silt deep in the arm and leave two mud holes like this. One is for climbing up to eat at high tide, and the other is for returning to rest at low tide."

The old man pointed to the ground, and he saw that there were two adjacent small holes in the muddy ground, half a distance away.

The old man said,

"The razor in this cave is still small, it's still a razor seedling, some of you are watching..."

The old man pushed aside a layer of silt on the surface, put his hand into the depth of the silt and touched it twice, and a small razor razor was taken out. "Several lucky razors, this is a small razor razor, which is small and grows very slowly. , But it tastes very good."

He smoothly stuffed the razor clams back into the mud,

"Planted here like this, next year, this small razor clam will grow to a qualified size."

The little mud monkey grabbed a small crab from Ding Ding, "Pretty sister, this hairy egg crab is also delicious!"

Just leave the crab, Maomao... Take the egg, crab!

Leng Han was quite moved.

"Shall we grab some too?"

Lin Chou stepped onto the mud flat long ago, walking around above the mud like weightless, searching for the openings.

Seeing the old man and grandson open their mouths together, "this this this..."

Don't forget, more than 60-half of the silt is sea water. Lin Chou has the systematic skill to walk in waves, so naturally he won't sink into it.

However, the role at this time is limited to coaxing old and small children to pretend.

Lin Chou turned over several decent openings, but he didn't find half of the razor, but instead made his face black.

The old man replied,

"My lord, you have to judge the position of the razor according to the direction of the razor hole..."

Lin Chou tried a few more times under the guidance of the old man, but still found nothing. It is estimated that when he masters the craft, the little mud monkey's doll will be able to make soy sauce.

Jiang Zhengyang stepped forward, about 12.5 meters away from the old man-this was already the limit that Mr. Jiang could tolerate. If he got closer, Jiang Zhengyang was really afraid that he could not come to pass out on the spot.

The god of cleanliness...Bah, I mean the god of Tide is on top, how can anyone walk around in that foul silt, that kid is even more exaggerated, unexpectedly, bare ass!!

"Old man, these razor clams are for sale? Why not sell us some? How much?"

Even if he smiled as warm as a jade and snow in the spring, the old man could see the disgust and patience on the face of Jiang Zhengyang, who was ten meters away, and stepped back.

"Yes, my lord, since my lord wants to taste it, it is our honor. You can take this basket, it's not worth any money."

The old man greeted, and the middle-aged woman who stood watching from afar immediately slid the wooden mud horseback to get her own harvest, two larger bamboo baskets,

"There are sandworms and oysters in it, adults can take them together."

Leng Han took out a green Yuanjing ticket and stuffed it to the old man. When the old man saw that the number on it was one thousand, he was trembling all over, and he didn't dare to ask for anything.

"Adults shed blood and sweat for Mingguang. If you are not adults, how can you have a good life like ours, but dare not ask for money from adults."

How could Leng Han give him a chance to repent, holding a bamboo basket in both hands, a bit of cold light bloomed from his fingers.

A whitish water dragon suddenly rose up from the sea nearby. This water dragon turned over in the air, winding around Leng Han like a pet waiting for its owner to touch.

"Crack."

The water dragon quickly condensed into ice, spreading diagonally above the city wall, forming a half-meter wide ice crystal path.

"go."

Leng Han took the lead on the ice bridge, holding the bamboo basket carefully, as if he was afraid that the little guys would run away.

Lin Chou stomped his feet curiously and found that the almost completely transparent ice bridge, which was less than five centimeters thick, was extremely tough, almost comparable to steel.

MMP, envy, look at people, they are also awakened, so I can only cook a dish?

When the three of them walked onto the suspended swimming pool, the ice bridge connecting the city wall and the sea instantly collapsed and turned into mist.

Su Zhaorong stepped forward quickly, "Leng Han, you scared me to death!"

In front of this friend, Leng Han showed a rare expression of embarrassment, "Look, what did I bring back?"

"Hey, razor clams, this thing is delicious."

"have you seen?"

"I've never seen it. This thing in Xiacheng is cheap and delicious. I used to eat it when I was a kid. It was ten to three catties. Pick whatever."

"..."

Leng Han handed the two bamboo baskets to Lin Chou, "Here."

The meaning is self-evident.

Lin Chou smiled bitterly, why this handsome has participated in two inexplicable high-end banquets, and he has to act as a cook?

Jiang Zhengyang said,

"It seems that today I will take the blessing of Lieutenant General Leng, and everyone can taste the craftsmanship of boss Lin."

A group of young masters and ladies rushed up, eager to help.

Su Zhaorong saw the oysters in the basket and said, "I will do it. Just wash it and pry it on ice, right?"

Lin Chou nodded, and Su Zhaorong showed a small smug smile.

The basket carrying the oysters turned around to look for water, accidentally knocking another bamboo basket to the ground.

"Wow."

A large group of gray-white worms that kept wriggling suddenly scattered all over the ground.

"what!!"

"Oh my God."

"What the hell is this!"

Jiang Zhengyang's face was even more pale to nothing, he staggered for two steps and turned around and left, "Ahem, I'm going to prepare something else... ugh..."

Lin Chou explained with a smile,

"It's scientific name is square star worm, also called sea intestines, sand worms, and has the reputation of sea ginseng."

"Because sandworms have extremely strict requirements on the growth environment, they will be wiped out if they are slightly polluted. They were listed as environmental markers before the cataclysm. Sandworms swallow gravel and digest the organic debris attached to it. Diatoms feed on."

"Diatoms?"

"Well, it's the gray-green silt on the tidal flats. People in Xiacheng often call that kind of sludge. It's unsightly but it's good for the skin. Of course, sandworms that eat diatoms also have this. The effect is to nourish yin and strengthen yang, but people with sparse platelets cannot eat this kind of food."

The money spent on faces every year accounts for almost two-thirds of all the pocket money of the ladies from these big families, especially the recently popular "Dabao", which almost emptied these wealthy ladies.

When a group of women heard that this ugly thing is good for their skin, they immediately became interested.

Look carefully, it's not that ugly. Look at its smooth and slippery skin. Well, the insects that take care of the skin are so good, it should be delicious.

Lin Chou asked a waitress to take a large basin of water and soak the razor clams and sandworms in it.

Sandworms are shaped like intestines. They are long cylindrical, about 20 centimeters in length, and are smooth and hairless. The longitudinal muscles of the body wall are bundled, and the ring muscles are staggered to form a square lattice pattern.

"Well, is there a long bamboo stick?"

The waitress said immediately, "Yes, please wait a moment."

She quickly brought a round of long bamboo sticks for barbecue.

Lin Chou opened a small cross at one end of the sand worm, and instead used the bamboo stick to push it from the other end, turning the sand worm meat outward, and the sand worm inside the sand worm was also brought out.

"Wow, that's amazing."

"I'll try it too."

"Are you not afraid of that big bug?"

"What are you afraid of, my old lady is a genuine first-order mutant, huh!"

Sand worms seem to be very long, but there are very few edible parts. After removing the sand and part of the internal organs, the dead sand worms contract muscles and only have a palm length, which is very light.

Su Zhaorong asked,

"How to eat this thing...I mean...you know."

Lin Sorrow said,

"Boiled porridge, stewed soup, stir-fried braised, sandworms are almost all-match ingredients, and the taste is very delicious."

The processed sandworm should be soaked in ice water to highlight its brittle and tough taste.

A group of women have decided the fate of the sandworm in minutes,

"Then, stew the soup!"