Doomsday Pavilion

When Huang Dashan woke up with his eyes open, the sky was already bright, rubbing his aching forehead, "When is it?"

"It's afternoon."

Pat the willow table under the buttocks,

"Xiao Linzi's craftsmanship is good, this thing is quite comfortable to sleep."

Bai Qiongshou was so angry by Shan Ye,

"Do you fucking know what you did yesterday?"

Outside the willow pavilion, there was a lot of greenery, Shan Ye stretched a lazy waist, grabbed a red bean fruit and ate two bites.

"Drink some wine... after that... slept... don't remember..."

"Do you still know that you drank some wine?" Lin Xiaozi said you drank the colorful snake king wine. Are you crazy or wanting to die? How many lives does Huang Dashan have enough for you to toss?"

Master Shan shook his head nonchalantly, and hiccuped.

"Isn't Lao Tzu still dead? If you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing. Let me see...Is Lao Tzu already a fourth-order mutant?"

"You're a ghost!"

Master Huang Da was agitated, felt himself for a while, and yelled, "Fuck!"

"How could Lao Tzu's protagonist halo fail!"

He racked his brains, bribery and gift-giving, and finally almost drained his blood. He didn't get promoted?

"This is impossible, this is impossible!"

"Lao Tzu's sixth sense tells me plainly that there is a colorful snake king wine that can definitely break the order!"

Seeing Huang Dashan's appearance, Bai Qiongshou's heart couldn't help but start to mutter, this guy, could it be that the strange bird was showing me silly, how come he came back and became utterly nagging?

"Then your sixth sense tells you that the halo on your head is the king of the world?"

For Lin Chou, the system prompts to refresh on time.

"Friendly reminder: The last day of this month is about to pass. The boss's little secret mission is updated. There is still ten natural months for the completion of the big buck mission."

"Current turnover, total circulation points: 56759953, total points: 26750053.

The zero-level store business quota has been met, currency measurement: 467599531000000, points measurement: 267500531000000.

Failure to complete the basic turnover of the month will be punished according to the missing proportion. At present, the part of the turnover that is exceeded will be rewarded: all attributes +68, random reward, magic plant mutagenesis catalyst*1."

Just the Thousand Marriott’s bet at the beginning of the month made Lin Chou account for 27 million. Coupled with the deposit of 10 million from the Research Institute, the small library's turnover this month will reach more than 40 million circulation points.

Although the long string of numbers seems to make the scalp tighter and the adrenaline secreted sharply, except for unstable factors, Xiaoguan’s income has actually not grown gratifyingly, but has declined.

The 10 million yuan in the research institute and the big bet are not monthly.

There was a gleaming golden light in Lin Chou's eyes, and it was absolutely impossible to go on like this, he had to find a way.

....

Early the next morning, Lin Chou prepared all the ingredients needed for the morning meal.

The staple food is the scallion pancakes named by the young master Sagong, who was able to enter the small restaurant menu through a small secret mission. Speaking of which, the energy of the scallion pancakes is bumpy enough, it can be called sad scallion pancakes!

The scallion pancakes are served with a delicious and mellow pork blood soup, plus a small dish of vinegar-soaked amaranth and red pepper, ensuring that anyone who comes to such a breakfast will be full of energy. .

The soup was rolled aside in the large cauldron, the scallion pancakes were baked and placed in a bamboo basket. When a guest came in, Lin Chou asked for a few cakes, then served a bowl of soup and served a plate of side dishes.

When it's Lord Shan's turn,

"Oh, this kid has gotten his way today, and finally knows that soup and cakes are the perfect match?"

For breakfast, Lin Chou said that he had no pressure on the pig blood soup and steamed buns, but he finally fulfilled the little thoughts in the hearts of a few people.

"How many cakes... Um? Leng Han?"

As soon as he raised his head, Leng Han was looking at Lin Chou with eyes as clear as ice crystals.

Today, she no longer wears that dazzling dress and long skirt, but a simple lady's shirt with jeans, and boots with crooked calves that make her legs amazingly slender.

"Ahem, why are you here..."

Although Leng Han's face was cold, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, which should mean that she had already laughed.

From behind he pulled out the dirty-faced Zhao Ziyu, "Take him home...any two scallion pancakes, two bowls of soup, and two dishes of side dishes."

"Oh! Take it..."

When a few guests sat down to eat, Huang Dashan picked up a bright red pepper from the small dish.

"I only have two peppers??"

That tone and tone are like asking why there is no beef in Lao Tzu's beef noodles.

Everyone is thinking that you are not going to lose your share, and a few chili peppers have to be careless.

Uncle Huang pointed to Leng Han’s small dish,

"Why does she have so many?"

Lin Chou choked silently, quietly said,

"There are more peppers, so naturally there are fewer other dishes."

The plates are only a tiny bit as big as the bottom of the bowl, so they can't hold much.

Huang Dashan said, carefully studying the food in front of him.

"It's too much, not too much..."

After Master Huang made such a show off, everyone who was a regular customer didn't know what bad water this product was doing, and laughed.

"Boss Lin, have another pork blood soup. Don't be spicy with more ham and blood!"

"Boss Lin, can I add meat after the soup is finished?"

"Boss, can you pack it?"

"The brother in front has passed it, and you want to take it away after eating it cleanly?"

...

Young Master Xiao Zhao stood up dejectedly, "Brother Sorrow, I will wash first afterwards..."

Hold on... How many days have you been?Anyway, Young Master Zhao didn't escape the claws after all, and the one who should come is still to come.

When the two came to the back, Young Master Zhao broke out.

"Lin Chou, you are too much. The young master at a loss treats you as a friend, but he didn't expect you to betray me."

Lin Sorrow, "..."

"I gave you all the belongings. You didn't even give it to me even once, but you secretly told my grandfather that I was hiding in the back mountain?"

Lin Sorrow, "???"

"If you do this, your conscience won't hurt!"

"I was caught by my cousin this time, and my young master's fame was ruined in one go. Faceless facing Jiang Dong's elders... Ah, my young master doesn't want to go home!"

"Forget it, that's the end of the matter, it's useless to say more, Lin Chou, you must remember that it was you who owed me Zhao Ziyu!"

Zhao Ziyu raised his foot and patted Lin Chou's shoulder. By the way, he walked the snow-white towel from his shoulder and wiped his face, shaking back to the dining room step by step.

Lin Chou thought for a long time, and sneered.

He shook his head, said the stinky boy, and continued to be busy with new customers.

After this breakfast, the small hall should be cleared. This is one of the reasons why the research institute is willing to provide high compensation.

The notices from Lin Chou and the research institute have been posted outside the door for two days.