Doomsday Pavilion

As far as the inheritance of Chinese food, the word soup, most of them pay attention to the essence of the soup, and discard the ingredients that have been in the soup.

His Farewell My Concubine is also made according to the soup method and is not suitable for eating meat.

Lin Chou's original plan was to use dog meat as the main soup as a supplement. Wouldn't it be beautiful to have a meal of dog meat with juice, and then drink the fresh soup of Farewell My Concubine?

However, a group of jackals, tigers and leopards did not wait for the dog meat to cool down, and even the broth with the meat was charged.

Recently, in less than two days, there have been two incidents of this kind. One was the flying dragon of the billowing lord, and the other was now, which made Lin Chou very angry.

It's not that he is biased, but that Lin really can't stand these guys chewing peony and ruining his carefully crafted good things. The meat can be divided for you. Don't even think about this soup!

Therefore, Farewell My Concubine, the hunters are destined to miss her.

A group of hunters look at me and I look at you, knowing that there is no blessing, but no one is willing to blink.

An old soft-shelled turtle, two old hens in front and back, can't make a big bowl of soup.

Except for Lin Chou, he left a little Gu to taste, and put it all in front of Cold Tyrannosaurus.

The color of the soup is very clear, there is no trace of variegated color, no trace of oil, even if you only look at it with your eyes, you can feel the light and moisturizing soup.

It is this kind of clear soup that can test a chef's mastery of the ingredients. Lin Chou is very much looking forward to Leng Han's evaluation of Farewell My Concubine.

Leng Han just sipped the soup in the covetous eyes of everyone.

One bite,

Another bite,

Although her face was expressionless and frosty, the vacant wandering in her eyes had completely exposed her inner feelings.

After a full hour, the saliva of the hunters was almost drained, and Leng Han finally drank the soup, and sighed with loss.

A group of hunters followed and sighed. If your old man continues to drink like this, he will have to torment us crazy.

Leng Han’s cold voice gave an evaluation,

"Well, if I had more ham, it would be fine."

Right now,

At this moment,

Lin Chou wanted to kill.

...

Ma Chaoqun was very unwilling to chatter,

"This soup seems to be better than the dog meat soup we drank... However, the dog meat is so fragrant, I feel like I can eat two whole."

Ren Baoqiang rolled his eyes.

"Will the boss and you be the same treatment, young man, think too much?"

Ma Chaoqun was convinced, and shook his head quickly.

"That's not right... I just haven't eaten enough, I really don't mean anything else!"

Not only the horses are not full, but none of the hunters are full.

How much can a six-claw have? It's not about a hundred catties of pure meat when it's full. Dozens of big stomach kings can share it together, can it?

The physique of the evolutionary is special. It not only needs a variety of ordinary nutrients, but also needs the original energy in the monster plant to supply the body's normal consumption, which is equivalent to two sets of different digestive systems.

After the cataclysm, even common ingredients and food contained a certain amount of origin, but it was minimal.

It's not that the evolvers can't mainly eat ordinary food, they can eat ordinary food, but only if they don't use the power of their origin.

Once the origin is used and when the origin is consumed to a certain limit, the evolutionary's body instinct will toss and torture the evolutionary's stomach and brain crazily, prompting them to replenish the original energy.

This is far more terrifying than pure hunger, and there is no way to resist it.

Mingguang people have a saying, there are no evolved people who starve to death, only those who are scared to death by starvation.

From this point of view, the evolutionary is actually very fragile.

If Mingguang’s intelligent enemy captures the evolutionary, neither severe torture nor spiritual destruction is required.

As long as the evolutionary is tied up and locked in a room that is strong enough to not let him stop himself, he will be so hungry for a period of time to ensure that he is obedient and compliant.

Don't say anything about Mingguang's secrets, that is, what color pc the nurse wears on the birth day of the evolutionary 28 years ago can be remembered clearly.

A group of hunters sighed and sighed. They were all rushing to the big work at night. How could they just walk on an empty stomach? If there is a big incident, will they be able to use their swords?

Ma Chaoqun regrets it now. I believe in your evil, and I have to come here to eat some lofty stuff. I am better now and hungry.

He grieved Bara's low voice,

"Although the mashed potatoes in the morning were a bit unpalatable, they were served with second-order anaconda meat. I knew I would eat more."

Ren Baoqiang scolded,

"The damn thing can only give my grandpa the spicy chicken mashed potatoes, you dare to mention it again, billowing, I don't know your mountain cannon."

Ma Chaoqun said,

"I ate dog meat, didn't I feel hungry... I kept the restaurant without food, what is this?"

"That's it."

As soon as Ma Chaoqun said, everyone began to clamor.

Lin Chou clicked on his upper eyelid and under his eyelid, and he simply ignored this. This handsome man is in a bad mood. You have the ability to bite me?

Master Shan glanced at Leng Han secretly, and pulled Lin Chou aside.

"Brother Lin, our brothers will gather to do a big vote at night, and then get us something to fill our stomachs, isn't it?"

Lin Chou would refuse to speak.

Huang Dashan smiled and quickly said,

"Brother Lin, where our brothers go, there is definitely something you want, bracken, third-order intermediate alienation magic plant, slightly poisonous, are you interested in this thing?"

Pteridium is a lower class of the fern plant group. It is mostly tall woody plants. It is the oldest terrestrial plant. The prosperous period is from the Devonian to the Carboniferous. Mass extinction began at the end of the Permian, until modern times, it was mostly herbaceous.

As a cook, what an honor should it be to be able to cook such ancient ingredients that are called living fossils?

Lin Chou was dubious,

"really have?"

It was not Lin Chou's suspicion, but all the restaurants in the base city, including the peak of Jiuzhan Palace, did not have a dish of fern. Almost everyone thought that this thing would have been extinct.

Huang Dashan crossed his eyes and yelled,

"Can I lie to you?!"

"Just kidding, I, Huang Dashan, the whole Mingguang base city is famous for being an honest and reliable man! It's hard to find a handsome man in the city. How many girls have insomnia and dreams about me, you doubt me? How dare you doubt me?"

"Got it!"

Lin Chou was convinced by this master, but he still wanted to show his face.

"Only stew, business hours will be over soon, this handsome should take a good rest."

Uncle Huang looked at Lin Chou's half-broken clothes and the bruises on his face, elegantly revealing twelve large white teeth, and smiled meaningfully.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's time to take a good rest, take a good rest, well, remember to make up for the whole pig kidney, sheep kidney, beef kidney, tiger bone and tiger whip. Young people have strong firepower, but don't wait until you are old and weak... ..."

"roll!!"

Lin Chou asked as he stewed the Black Mountain wild pork in a big pot.

"Where to go this time and what to do?"

Huang Dashan scratched his head, but Lin Chou never asked about these things about their hunters. Today, is it because the cold tyrannosaurus tossed his mind?

Well....

However, I came back in the morning and it was terrible, hehe, for three days, tut, it's kind of interesting.

"Well, isn't the inside of the Zu Mountain being blown to white ground? Someone found the iron wire black python that is suspected to be about to be advanced in that area, near the depths of the Zu Mountain. Let's go and see if you can What's the benefit to get back."

Iron wire black python?

Lin Chou vaguely remembered when Wen Zhongjiu came to drink for the first time, that the iron thread black python is a fourth-order high-level strange snake, and most of them will maintain the same size and position from birth to death.

However, once the iron thread black python is successfully advanced, it will be an unmatched existence within the fifth stage. It has a body with claws, a long head, and a black thread turned into a gold thread. It is a real species that makes a big leap, and is called a gold thread flood.

Jiao has been a fierce beast in myths and legends since ancient times, also known as Diyin, and one step further is the dragon.

The hunters gave the fifth-order iron wire black python the name Jiao, which shows the terrifying degree of its strength.

Lin Chou frowned, "It's dangerous."

Huang Dashan feels great relief, this kid, it's worthwhile that Grandpa Dashan loves you so much, wow hahaha.

"Hey, the Iron Wire Black Python is successfully advanced, so naturally our brothers can run as far and far, fast and fast. What we are waiting for is the failure of this product. The Iron Wire Black Python fails to advance. Complete failure, the flesh becomes ashes, the other one, it is naturally a half-failed state, like a python, not a python, or a flood, and is in the middle of the two. Given a period of time, it may be able to escape the hunting of natural enemies. Wire Jiao, but it is extremely fragile in this state, so...maybe we can get a big deal."

Lin Chou said.

The iron thread black python is not very suitable for cooking, but it has a miraculous effect when used to make wine. Lin Chou can't make wine, so naturally he has little interest.

The two were talking, the meat was stewed, and a pot was brought up for everyone.

Huang Dashan eats and says,

"By the way, I heard that there are many rare birds and frogs in the places where the iron wire black pythons are found. After all, they feed on these things. If they are uneven, there will be snow..."

"Snow clams!!"

Lin Chou, who had always been so calm, exploded, and roared before Shan Ye.

"Fuck me, take Lao Tzu, I'll go too!"

Snow clam, also known as forest frog and Hash ant, are among the four great mountain treasures alongside bear paw, flying dragon and hericium.

If you ask whether there is a kind of frog in the world that can surpass the deliciousness of hassh frogs, the answer is yes, no!

This is related to the most important dish in Lin Chou's plan. Can Lin Chou be in a hurry?

Shan Ye brought more and more surprises.

Huang Dashan smiled bitterly,

"Ancestor! I beg you, don't, don't!"

Lin Mei wondered, "What?"

"I went this time. I don’t know how long it will take to come back. It will take at least a month and a half. A bunch of Tier 5 bosses in the base city and the white beards from the scientific research institute are preparing to come to you these few days. Ju, if I take you away, I won’t be able to enter the city gate when I come back, so I’ll have to twist my head off and make a chamber pot, do you believe it?"

Lin Chou was chattering, if he was a fool, he could still go, but if it was half a month, there would be no show.

A lot of monthly daily tasks are waiting for him. If they can't be completed, GR's slumber system can take him alive.

Lin Chou looked at Huang Dashan with piercing eyes,

"You must find snow clams, oh, and bracken!"

Uncle Huang scratched Liang Liang's scalp. What the hell was this feeling of being trusted?

"Ahem," Shen Feng said, "Hashima, I have actually seen one, only one, not as big as my little finger, but not in Zu Mountain, but in the south, where the living corpses gather. Strange little thing, if it weren't for the way someone had told me about it in Base City, I wouldn't have thought that it was a famous snow clam."

Lin Chou nodded slowly, taking a note in his heart.

"If you find enough snow clams, this handsome, please have a good dish."

"..."

Uncle Huang was a little hesitant and speechless, in short, he was a little inexplicable panic.

Isn’t the good dish that Lin thinks is something like horsemeat noodles without salt?

Of course, Lin Chou didn't know that his dish was criticized by Sikong for nothing, and the whole base city that he promoted was almost well-known.

He has fallen into a deep and infinite YY, and what is shown on his face is a standard two foolish smile.

Shen Feng stabbed Master Shan and whispered quietly.

"Master Shan, I think that if you can't get the snow clams back, you may be in danger of being chased by the boss of Lin Dao on the bottom of the pot — provided that you can run faster than Brother Lin. Otherwise, if he goes down the pot, you will become ashes at the bottom of the pot...you know what happened the other day."

Uncle Huang immediately persuaded, annoyed.

"Fuck, I shouldn't mention this stubbornly."

"late!"

"Deserve it!"

...

As Leng Han left, it was night time.

The Naxiang red beans in the yard began to glow, and Xiao Qiu became active.

All kinds of wild beasts and wild beasts’ active sounds, foraging and hunting are heard from the wilderness.

Going to the wilderness on the night after the autumn festival will undoubtedly increase the danger a lot, not only to guard against the eager mother beast, but also the more dangerous and picky night hunter.

Before a group of people left, Lin Chou asked worriedly.

"Well, did anyone bring a pointer?"

The hunters were taken aback for a moment, turning their pockets almost at the same time, and a lot of pointers were placed in front of Lin Chou.

"Boss Lin, do you want to specify the needle? I have it."

"Boss Lin, use mine."

"Use mine, use mine, mine is the most expensive brand in base city."

"Mine is more precise!"

"..."

Lin Chou was speechless for a long time, waved his hand not to use it.

I still have some worries in my heart. After eating Erha's meat, I hope you can find your way home with the pointer.

Especially Huang Dashan's unreliable goods, it doesn't matter if you lose it, but don't take away the snow clams that this commander ordered.

I heard that snow clams have very weak vitality.

Uncle Huang, who was not afraid of the sky, shrank his neck and fled under Lin's ardent gaze.

The others secretly laughed, Bai Qiongshou and Shen Feng waved to Lin Chou,

"Don't worry, Brother Lin, if this bald scoop can't find snow clams, we promise to beat him into a toad.