Doomsday Pavilion

The lamb-herding old man drinks no more than Wen Zhongjiu. His face was flushed and his eyes blurred. After a hard struggle, he ate a bit of meat. He patted the table and praised Wen Zhongjiu.

"Less...say less! Old man, I think this sweet-scented osmanthus cicada...hiccup...one foot...three altars of good wine...three altars..."

Wen Zhongjiu smiled and nodded,

"This sweet-scented osmanthus cicada was originally imported, and I didn’t think there was anything surprising, but slowly the special spicy scent penetrated from the marinade, more like some kind of medicinal fragrance, very special, very wild, yes, that’s Wild... This kind of taste is not an exaggeration, it is indescribable, but there is a mess of mouth collapse!"

Shan Ye's rough big claws are not much better than rolling, Lin Chou's half-slap-sized sweet-scented osmanthus cicada pinched in his hand, but he has a sense of sight with a louse.

After tearing off the wings clumsily, he successfully squeezed the tail tip of the second osmanthus cicada.

"..."

Anger is power, Shan Ye bit off half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada.

"Crack, click."

Mouthful of marinade,

"Hold a grass!! This thing is really fucking sweet!"

The best osmanthus cicada has the strongest taste in the forelimbs. It should be eaten from the forelimbs. With one bite, the meat and juice will be in the mouth.

After Lin Chou opened the carapace of an osmanthus cicada, the pale yellow protein in it was as tender as tofu and creamy, giving people the feeling of eating a yellow hairy crab.

There was a little marinade in the carapace, and even a little bit of oil had not been put, but there was a slight oily flower on the marinade.

This oil flower should be entirely derived from the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada itself, saying that it is fat and tender, and it is indeed fat and tender.

The unique scent of insects spreads mercilessly to every part of the nasal cavity, which can be called the insect version of the "Essence of Wind", a unique industry benchmark.

It can be called smelly, of course, it is more called incense.

Unbelievable, the little sweet-scented osmanthus cicada felt like a beast in the forest, full of domineering and arrogant.

Perhaps this is because in the insect world, the fighting ability of the osmanthus cicada can be called the master level.

It is a real predator and warrior, with a combat power that is not measured by size.

Lin Chou couldn't help but admire the feeling that a puff of fat-like meaty protein gradually melted and released in his mouth.

When I was a child, I heard that the osmanthus cicada lives on the water plants for its entire life, and when it falls into the water, it never gets close to the soil, so it doesn't have the slightest smell of soil.

Although the truth is not known, the fleshy quality of the osmanthus cicada really deserves this statement.

The word "food" means "human" and "good".

The ancient man-made characters set goals for us. People just want to eat well and eat well.

Wen Zhongjiu sighed,

"Old Wei and I are the same people. They are also food kegs. We are looking for this bite. We have eaten Tier 3, Tier 4, Tier 5 and Tier 6 monsters. I didn’t expect it, a small one. The sweet-scented osmanthus cicada is only a low-level of order zero, so...it has such a taste. Old Wei and I have gone wrong. How many good things have we missed by our prejudice against common ingredients, huh!"

"Hey, Master Wen has a great opinion, a great opinion!"

The bald guy pulled his head out of the table, his mouth was greasy, and he slapped it up without hesitation.

"..."

Our Master Wen blushed and didn't say a word for a long time.

Whose child is this TM, why is it so annoying?

The time to enjoy delicious food always flies quickly, and most of the group of people are not low-strength-more means that the stomach is comparable to a pulverizer.

This meal of sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas was eaten right into the next morning, Xiao Wu had already woke up, and everyone was still drinking.

Wu Ke expressed his admiration for this.

"Mother, if Bachelor gets such a belly, wouldn't it be a good thing."

"...What belly?"

When she turned around, Miss Jiang stood there lively, bright as the light in February.

Wu Ke lowered his head.

"Miss Jiang, I mean... Brother Chou made something delicious again, but unfortunately I can't eat it anymore..."

"Ha! It's delicious!"

Miss Jiang bounced into the dining room.

"What's delicious... Yeah... worm, worm!!!"

Shan Ye warmed the wine with a white dome, and quickly held down the table, for fear that the girl holding her head and screaming would lift the table.

The swallow put down the work in his hands,

"Jiang girl is coming... don't shout... this is a rare good thing!"

Jiang Nu raised her head pitifully, her eyes clouded with tears,

"What, what?"

Potted road,

"Osmanthus cicada, try one?"

Female Jiang shook her head like a rattle, "No, I'm afraid."

"whispering sound!"

A woman is equal to five hundred quacks. Finally, under the instigation of thousands of ducks, Miss Jiang still confiscated it and knocked off a large plate of osmanthus cicadas like eating melon seeds.

Well, this thing is absolutely addictive.

"belch..."

Miss Jiang's cheeks were slightly red, and she suddenly hugged her belly and said,

"Oh, it's over, it's over, it's good to come to drink tea to lose weight, how come I have eaten so much meat...Woo, this is over, I'm going to get fat again..."

"But... it doesn't seem to matter... Eat meat to lose weight!"

Er, as the eldest lady of the Jiang family, there should be this capital who refused to have a small belly in the era of catastrophe.

A group of men are full of question marks,

"Eat meat to lose weight? Eat meat to grow meat, right!"

Jiang Nu put on a science posture,

"Rumor, absolute rumor!"

"Do you know what is the biggest enemy of leanness? According to scientific research, one thousand percent is carbohydrates! How can you get fat by eating meat? I have never heard of people who are not allowed to eat rice to lose weight. Eat beef!"

"..."

Obviously, the results of this kind of scientific research are beyond the understanding of men.

Miss Jiang put her cheek in one hand,

"Who can understand the despair of living on a carbon-based planet? How could it not be fat! Alas...If I were a silicon-based creature, it would be perfect. I want to eat what I want, how much I want to eat!"

Lin Sorrow scorned his lips, his heart thought he thought you were a carbon-based silicon-based hydroxyl group or a biological creature.

As long as you are not photosynthetic, you can earn money as you eat.

As for the others, sorry, they are not within the scope of consideration.

Different road non-phase plan.

Ms. Jiang joined the women's camp with enough food and drink, and started discussing weight loss and skin care experience with the white-haired sister, Ye Luan, and the big breasted sister, plus a potted plant.

God knows whether she is here to lose weight or the Lin's restaurant for this women's gathering.

After clearing the table, Wen Zhongjiu took out a card and placed it on the table.

Shan Ye was about to speak, but he waved his hand to stop him.

"Today's meal is ready, everyone and Brother Lin are welcome, I will treat you...to me the circulation points are just numbers."

Bai Qiongshou and Shen Feng smiled bitterly at each other, looking at this consciousness.

Although it is a number for us, who doesn't want this number to be more.

Wen Zhongjiu took a deep look at the crowd.

"After you break through the fifth rank, you will naturally understand what it means, ha, I actually drank all day and night. It's been a long time since I was so happy, goodbye!"