Doomsday Pavilion

Zhao Qingcang took off his robes and hung them on the wall. Inside was a silk exercise suit often worn by grandfathers of Tai Chi.

"Hey, you bells, not bad!"

Well, it is indeed quite good. It comes from the handwriting of a garrison colonel with a beard and face, but is extremely overwhelming with girls' hearts.

"Are there many new dishes?"

Zhao Qingcang hummed while watching.

"Why are you stunned, serve wine first, and then a few plates of peanuts!"

When Lin Chou took the colorful snake wine, Lao Zhao slapped the mud seal open and took a big mouthful, and then said with a point.

"Mingguang is not as peaceful as you think, let alone Mingguang, my Zhao family has many branches, and who can really remember which Zhao his surname is."

There is no beginning and no end, what does the old ashtray say about this?

Old Zhao picked two chopsticks and peanuts and threw them into his mouth. "Have anyone else come to you these days?"

"No."

Old Zhao hesitated, "Those brothers and sisters of Ziyu, I am afraid I am more concerned about Ziyu's whereabouts than the old man."

Lin Shou grinned,

"You can't control the Zhao family?"

It's not that your old boy behaved too outrageously. As soon as Zhao Ziyu awakened, he looked like something precious, making the entire base city tossed for a while before calming down.

Zhao Qingcang blushed very rarely, and said,

"I'm older, and it's all those little rascals who are in charge of some chores."

"So you, old Zhao, are the early rafters and mascots of the Zhao family?"

The mascot is stuffed with rafters, of course he is not happy,

"I think my Uncle Zhao is in Mingguang, forget it and tell you that you don't understand... you just ask, who doesn't know me Zhao Qingcang!"

Lin Chou really thought about it for two seconds.

"It seems that among the people I know, you really don't know your old man."

Uncle Zhao whispered, "Children’s family, it’s a matter of business, don’t make bad friends, those friends, friends, friends, hurry up and let them go."

"..."

Those who don’t know your old Zhao are all Hupengou friends?

Now Lin Chou has serious doubts about Lao Zhao's strength. This Lao Zhao is not the bottom group of people in Tier 5 that Leng Han said.

Old Zhao suddenly asked,

"You have already met Earl Leng?"

Lin Chou nodded.

"where?"

"The black sea."

Lao Zhao nodded, tsk, and there was no movement.

Lin Chou waited for a long time and had to ask,

"what happened?"

"Ah, ah? Nothing."

Old Zhao twisted up a peanut,

"The first time I saw your kid, heh, I really didn't expect it. I missed it."

"Oh by the way, you, thank you Leng Han for that girl?"

Seeing Lin Chou's face blank, Lao Zhao sneered again.

"Don't you know? Your dragon and tiger fight a few days ago almost turned the entire bright light over. In the garrison, Prince Leng gave a word for Leng Han."

"You kid, you have one. Fatty Wei and Leng Jia are all on your side."

"However, some people still have to keep some distance."

Lin Chou frowned, unhappy.

"I'm just a restaurant opener, just open the door to do a hundred businesses."

Old Zhao laughed, "The kid has a temperament."

Seeing that Lin Chou was about to turn his face, Lao Zhao yelled like an old rascal.

"Lao Tzu told you that the door is a guest, why are you still trying to do something with the customer?"

Zhao Qingcang smiled hey, turned his face, and immediately put on a sad look.

"Lao Tzu has been so powerful all his life, is it going to be bleak in his old age?... As the saying goes, it is hard to guard against house thieves by day and night. This bunch of little rascals, why didn't Lao Tzu shoot them all on the wall at that time, alas, pity my good grandson I have to suffer this."

Lin Chou really wanted to ask, sir, are you tired of changing your face back and forth.

"Wow."

The large wooden door that was ajar was pushed open, and a wandering demon in a wolf fur coat walked in, with a huge metal woven bag in his hand.

"Unlucky, I went around for a long time, except for a few lone wolves, I didn't see anything, my shoes were worn out."

The Wandering Demon said in a loud voice,

"Boss Lin, the black snake they brought here, have you received it? I heard that you are looking for that thing."

Lin Chou nodded and took out a card, "I received it, this is your share, there are nine million in it."

The wanderer smiled, "Yes!"

"Puff!"

The alloy woven bag moved suddenly and hit the door with a loud noise.

The wandering demon has two big feet when he goes up, "It turned you back!"

"this is...."

The wandering demon's honest face couldn't help showing a stiff wry smile,

"A steel fist, a worthless thing."

Zhao Qingcang followed, "Can you also find living corpses in the east of the wilderness?"

Wandering Demon gave a voice,

"No, in the southeast, it's almost close to the living corpse's range of activity. There is nothing to gain, so I drag it back by the way, and I can put on a pair of comfortable and strong deerskin boots.

Old Zhao set his eyelids under his eyelids, "Big guy, here's the news. Recently, the perverts in the research institute don't know what bad water they are holding. They urgently need a large number of ground reptiles to tinker with the experiment. , But it’s still not enough, the gap is huge."

"Really?"

"I can't lie to you? Remember, as long as the kind that has just grown half wings, don't be mature."

The wandering demon clenched his fists, "It's not easy, I'll greet people the next day... Hey, my brother, how can I thank you? Or your meal..."

"Ahem!"

Lin Chou quickly coughed.

The wandering demon scratched his head and looked at Lin Chou for unknown reasons.

Zhao Qingcang laughed instead and scolded.

"You little bastard, for fear that Lao Tzu will cheat your guests?"

Is that still accurate?

This old boy ordered a whole jar of colorful snake wine, clearly marked with a price of one million.

Most importantly, he hasn't ordered food yet!

God knows how much this old guy can eat.

Old Zhao said, "I think you have a lot of jerky on the eaves. Is it a bamboo rat or..."

"The white-tailed mole is fatter and tenderer than the bamboo rat, but the fishy smell will be stronger."

Zhao Qingcang said, "Do you have any fresh ones, boil them in white water and cut them into cubes, and then have a plate of mashed garlic and mashed garlic in soy sauce."

The two Haru classmates didn't know which pit to hide in, but they didn't forget to catch those fat mice every day.

If you can't finish eating, you will put them in a neat row and watch them. Everyone will grinning for a long time.

Of course, after receiving Boss Lin's rolling pin, he was a lot more honest, so Lin Chou also accumulated a lot of mole meat, which was placed in the refrigerator.

Fresh mole meat has a strong smell and is generally used for stir-frying or braising.

But since the client has this request, Lin Chou is of course happy to save the trouble. The client is God!