Doomsday Pavilion

(Thanks to the book friends for having heard of the 10,000 starting currency reward, and promotion to the head, I would like to congratulate you with this chapter.)

On the next night, Lin Chou found a problem.

Because some people are too diligent...

emmm, as a qualified, customer-conscious, and tragic restaurant owner, Lin Chou is of course embarrassed to name those people, such as Wu Ke, a researcher in the research institute, and Zheng Zheng A large number of low-level evolutionists or ordinary people, such as Fu Zhengwei, deputy section chief of a certain section of the Committee, the Development Committee, etc., Lin Chou said that they had never remembered these names.

The above chestnuts are all in a list of incomplete statistics. These people are too diligent. In one day, Lin Chou left a hundred and a half pots of stewed pork and dozens of hundreds without chicken wings and chicken wings. Salt-baked chicken drumsticks.

If these things were thrown away, even Lin Chou would feel unreasonable and utter conscience.

This is also an abomination for ordinary people. They eat too little. Isn't it just a salt-baked chicken that weighs more than ten or twenty catties?Isn’t it just a pot of stew?Why can't I finish it!

MMP must write a slogan next time. A fine of 10,000 for leftovers is one or two. It doesn't matter if you don't give it. You can choose the high-end customized service where the big breasted sister personally takes the living corpse rolling pin and beats the leftovers into her throat!

Thinking of the appearance of rolling a face like a mace, Lin Chou almost laughed out of a laugh, ensuring that the road will be smooth after experiencing it once.

Lin Chou looked at the large rows of leftovers and his head was hurting, and the education he had received in the alley since childhood had been affecting him so far.

For example, some unscrupulous old fathers often educate unsatisfied sons like this. You can waste time, air, family love and friendship, but if you waste a grain of food, I will hammer you to death. The reason is as simple and rude. Love to listen or not, it sounds like a hammer.

The eyeballs rolled around and suddenly got an idea.

Not long after the radio was sent, Bao Er jumped off the motorcycle with a big basket on his head and swayed in a funny "mother" ceremony.

"Hey, boss Lin, you want a thousand sheets and oily bean curd."

Lin Sorrow resolutely agreed to go out and get it, and then told Bao Er not to leave, waiting here to send things back to the base city.

Needless to say, Qian Zhang is also called dried tofu or tofu skin. This thing is as common as tofu or soy sauce in the base city. It is not too expensive. Even ordinary people can occasionally have dried tofu fried pork intestine.

On the contrary, oily bean curd is not very common. After soy milk is boiled, a natural oil film is formed on the surface of oily bean curd and dried. The pieces are called oily skin or tofu, and the dried bean curd is called yuba. After making it, it became a pale yellow with a very shiny surface.

Soybean clothing can be said to be the essence of soy milk. It clears the heat and nourishes the lungs and nourishes the stomach. It is very nutritious, but the job of picking bean clothing can't be selected with high-quality bean clothing without a few years of dedicated practice.

Soak the oily bean curd in warm water, while the thousand sheets were opened one by one, and placed in a cool place to dry off the excess water. Lin Chou began to prepare vegetables.

He wants to send these two leftovers back to the alley. There are many people in the alley whose living conditions are not as good as those of Uncle Hu and Sister Hu. Although Lin Chou’s house used to be a restaurant, he did not miss a hundred restaurants when he was young. It is absolutely necessary to take care of acquaintances now.

Leftovers are always leftovers. Just taking it back is too "really". You still need to save face, so you have to deal with it a little bit.

Cut the remaining chunks of stewed wild boar into everything. There are pork head meat, pork loin, pork leg, boned meat, etc. The stewed black mountain wild boar skin is tender and tender, and everything is open. You can see the pink lean and snow-white fat, which is very beautiful.

After cutting and removing the bones, install them in the same large basin. The pelvic floor is covered with multiple gauze. After all the gauze is cut, take out the gauze bag and place it on the circular chopping board, press a chopping board on it, and place heavy stones on the chopping board. Heavy, the lower cutting board is inclined at an angle of fifteen degrees, and then the large basin is placed under the short side to receive the dripping soup and oily water. The salt-baked chicken is chopped and boned and disposed of in the same way.

Under heavy pressure, especially the pork chopping board, the yellow grease was constantly squeezed out and then dropped into the big basin.

If the weight is enough, it can squeeze out the fat in the pork, especially the fat, by keeping it for six hours.

But the chicken only needs one and a half to two hours, too long will crush the chicken into "firewood".

Before the cataclysm, the running water table for weddings and weddings in the village would last for a few days, especially for wedding banquets. The whole chicken and the whole pig's head and pork knuckle are indispensable as the existence of the town. A table of more than 20 dishes is usually left. All the meat dishes with the most oil and water.

It is impossible to go to the table twice, the appearance is broken; leave it to your family to eat, it is too greasy.

Besides, there are a few dozen tables of noodles left on each table, and my family definitely can't finish it.

I don't know when it started, pig head stew came into being, specially made with leftover pig head and pork knuckle, of course, some places also use chicken.

Then everyone ate, hey, this dish has not been eaten before. It is delicious, but the meat is not greasy. As a result, this pork head stew has become a must-have dish on the running water table.

After a few hours, the fat from the pork gradually disappeared. Lin Chou took the dashi out of the house and opened the gauze bag.

The pork inside has been squeezed indiscriminately into a dense mass.

"It should be fine."

With a kitchen knife, everything can be cut into one-centimeter thick slices without breaking, like aspic.

Spread out a thousand sheets, a piece of pork...uh...the extrudate is spread on it, leaving some place on the edge to prevent the meat from being squeezed out under heavy pressure, and then roll it from one side to the other and roll it into a roll Press it well.

Thousands of rolls for pork and soaked soybean skin rolls for chicken. Finally, put the rolled long rolls on the chopping board layer by layer, press on the chopping board and stone, and wait for the shape.

The weight will make the oily bean skin and chicken, Qianzhang and pork perfectly combined.

The cooked chicken stew and pork stew can be sliced ​​and eaten directly. The cut slices have a circle of mosquito coils in the shape, and the shape is not bad.

It can also be breaded and fried, or even stewed, braised or roasted again, without breaking.

Lin Chou slightly estimated that the stewed meat on this chopping board weighed at least more than 300 kilograms, so he called Bao Er and asked him to send these things to Uncle Tiger and distribute them to people in the alley.

Bao Er said with a smile,

"It's so fragrant... Mr. Lin, can I steal two yuan?"

"Just don't eat up, go."

"okay!"

With a promise, Bao Er left beautifully.

Someone asked,

"Boss Lin is now making takeaways?"

Lin Chou smiled and said, "No, there are some dishes left. It's a pity to throw them away. Make some stew and send them back to the alley for the old neighbors to taste."

The man was stunned, "Boss Lin is really... interested."

But he was thinking, if he read it right, the leftovers would be the Black Mountain wild boar and salt-baked chicken. There are dozens of hundreds of pounds per catty, so in the blink of an eye, a few hundred catties were sent?

If he was still a Tier 1 evolutionary, even he would be jealous for several days!

Although a few people are smiling, the words chuckling in their mouths have another meaning-waste.

"Ha, it's really lucky to be Boss Lin's neighbor."

Lin Chou shook his head.

"The people in the alley usually take care of each other. Even in the most difficult years, no one starved to death in the alley of Pythagorean."

The hunters nodded one after another, almost all of them came out of the alley, and now sometimes they still miss the life in the alley very much.

However, even if I go back and want to see some small gifts brought by the neighbors in the old neighborhood, I dare not accept them. When I meet, I just nod and bow my waist and treat them as big people. The feeling is not very good to be honest. not enough.

Although not returning the rich and honorable to the hometown is like walking at night in brocade clothes, it is really uncomfortable to "return home".

"Boss Lin has a good idea. If the people in the alleys dare to collect such precious things, if they send them back to the salted chicken and the like, how much can they make a day?"

"Yes, it's different when it comes to it. Leftovers, you will receive them when you receive them."

Someone rolled his eyes and said,

"Is there any leftovers like this? Give me a few hundred catties. Hey, I think it's good to have wine."

"If I don't hate it, I actually have some left." Lin Chou smiled.

"Hey, that's right, cut a plate for us, and two more bottles of cold beer!"

"I also want."

"Hey, boss Lin, how do you charge for this stuff?"

Lin Chou smiled and sliced ​​the meat stew,

"There is no reason to sell a dish two times back and forth, as long as there is, the guest who comes will get one plate per table."

"Haha, Boss Lin is going to entertain guests and deliver food these days. I am afraid that the honorable title of Iron Rooster will not be kept!"

"Don't beep, you still have so much nonsense to give you food, can't eating food stop your mouth."

Lin Chou squeezed his eyes and said to everyone,

"This is called putting a long line to catch a big fish."

"Yes, just wait to fatten up our brothers before we start slaughtering?"

Lin Chou gestured, seeming to be looking for where to stab everyone, "Well, I will kill them fiercely."

Everyone laughed.

The hunter at the front table tasted a piece of stew and yelled.

"Hey, I think this dish is better than stewed meat, it is fragrant and not greasy, and even the dried tofu is delicious."

Others said,

"Boss Lin, you have chicken in your oily bean curd? I have eaten this kind of dish before. I made a packet of lotus leaf wrapper and steamed it in the pot. The whole juice was topped with thin glutinous rice, and the taste was very positive. ...Well, this one is better than the one I used to eat now."

Lin Chou nodded, "I can try it next time."

Lin Chou felt very happy that one dish had gained a lot of hearts.

The hunter at the front table said,

"Hey, salt-baked chicken, Mr. Lin’s signature dish, I don’t know what secret recipe is used to make it. It tastes bad? My son loves this, and every time I go back I bring a dried salt-baked chicken. Give it to him. Once I forgot the ballast, this kid was playing with me as a donkey, and the one who was rolling and crying on the floor was called a miserable one."

someone said,

"Hey, brother, is your surname Wang? Wang Xiaopeng's father, right?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

The man walked to the table,

"Brother Wang, I, Sun Yue's father, Sun Mingyuan, we met at the martial arts school parent meeting."

The old Wang with a big beard patted his forehead.

"I'm going... sit down, hurry up, alas, it's just like we are in the same ups and downs, my brothers must have a drink."

"What's the matter with you?"

"My daughter is also in martial arts school, why hasn't I heard of any parent conference?"

Lao Wang and Sun Mingyuan looked at each other and laughed, "Don't mention it, it's a shame to talk about it."

"Talk, talk, Boss Lin went to Qingquan Mountain and swiped my card."

Old Wang clasped his fists, "Thanks to this... then I'll give up on this old face, just talk about it."

"I don't know if you have ever heard of it. Qinshan Martial Arts School advocates literature and martial arts, and does not prohibit students from fighting and fighting...cough cough, slurs, it is to learn from each other.

Everyone laughed. There is no bear kid in anyone's family, but almost all of them are training in Qinshan Wushu School, and those who haven't been sent in are also worried about the places.

"Let’s talk about this discussion, kids, but a lot of people are fighting and getting angry... At the beginning of the month, a gentle ordinary person knocked on the door and said it was a home visit. My son fainted as soon as he saw someone else. , I asked, good fellow, the teacher of the Political and Education Office."

"I thought that we shouldn't neglect others. It must be the little bastard who caused trouble at school. Please come in quickly to bring tea and hand water. The teacher is also easy to talk. When I say it, I know that my bastard is gathering at school. A group of people went to the low-level class to fight in groups, and eighteen people beat other six..."

Everyone laughed wildly,

"Your son... has been promoted to senior class?"

Pharaoh rolled his eyes wildly,

"If this kid is promoted to the advanced class, he still needs a bunch of people to beat the little guys in the lower class. I must have stripped his skin... That little bastard just got promoted to the intermediate class this year. There are 18 good guys. There are six of them. When I think about it, it must have been broken and injured by another child's child. Let's go quickly and don't do anything else."

"After I went, I ran into this brother."

The named Sun Mingyuan blushed from neck to face,

"Oh, shame, what a damn shame! My Sun Mingyuan has never been so ashamed in my life... I thought at first that the more my son Sun broke his family, I wanted to bring all the money. , I will give them a good apology. How can I know that Sun Yue and the boys from the Wang family's family have a total of 16 people, and they were stupefied by the six little guys in the low-level class!"

There was a sudden laugh in the dining room.

"No, what did the school teacher ask you for? Compensation for you? Hahaha..."

Sun Mingyuan said with a wry smile,

"The martial arts school has a rule that if the party who loses the discussion is the one who finds the fault first, he must take his parents to read the apology in front of the teachers and students of the school!"

"puff!"

"Cough cough cough!"

There are also vegetable sprays and wine sprays.

Lao Wang gritted his teeth,

"His mother, there are tens of thousands of people! I had the heart to choke the boy to death before committing suicide."

Sun Mingyuan's eyes floated leisurely and never landed.

"Our eighteen parents finished reading the apology book, and the child's head teacher said to us earnestly, as an evolutionary and as a father, let us teach the kid how to fight... and also said that if we lose again next time... His salary and bonus are all deducted."

A group of old men looked at each other,

"Students in my class lose their wages even when the head teacher is deducted from their salary? Fuck!"

Pharaoh nodded,

"Direct deduction to the class teacher of the student who won. The competition among the teachers in the martial arts school is fierce. Not only the students are fighting, but the teachers are also...

Everyone talked a lot,

"I think this is good, kids, the bones and meat are tender, don't you work hard, how can you become an evolutionary person?"

"Yes, if a group of bear kids have nowhere to vent, it's so much better? After competition, it will be better. They can be more serious in class training. If you fall behind, you will be beaten!"

A young female hunter disagreed,

"It's too dangerous, if it hurts more or... what can I do."

Old Wang laughed,

"Big girl, don’t you know, that school has three meters, one guard, five meters, and one teacher. Everyone is holding the diluted magic plant essence in his arms. Don’t say hurt, as long as you don’t break your head, you can save it. It’s actually safe to look at chaos! If there are so many martial arts schools, Qinshan martial arts school will ship the most!"

Someone smiled and said,

"Brother, I'm more concerned about who owns the dolls in those low-level classes. This is very promising... it will become a great weapon in the future."

Sun Mingyuan scratched his head,

"One is the only son of Wei Qin Caishen's family, and another...seems to be called Calabash Baby? Don't remember..."

Lin Chou almost choked on himself if he didn't recover.

"Qin Sheng? Calabash Baby? There won't be another named Erhu..."

"Yes, yes, there are two tigers, boss Lin, how did you know?"

Lin Chou sighed.

"Calabash Baby and Erhu are both in the Pythagorean Alley, home is right across my door... No wonder the intermediate class loses... No wrong, the alienation of Erhu is almost over, after some time, it will be the real First-order mutant."

Lao Wang opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.

"How old is that kid? He's a mutant!"

"This Pythagorean Alley is still a treasured place of geomantic omen? No, I have to go take a look someday..."

"Go and go together!"

Everyone was happily preparing to join in the fun in a few days to see what kind of alley actually had so many powerful characters.

Not to mention those two little evolutionists, even Boss Lin came out of Pythagorean Alley.

Lao Wang stared at Lin Chou and looked again.

"I said Boss Lin, there are some great people in your alley, tell everyone."

Lin Chou was puzzled,

"No, there have been few evolutionaries before..."

Lao Wang said firmly,

"Impossible, do you think this evolutionary person is a leek, and when he comes out of a nest, he happens to live in front of you."

Lin Chou stretched his hands, "There really is no such thing."

Sun Mingyuan rolled his eyes,

"Perhaps it is the land where Boss Lin's house is located? Three evolutionists, what is this not a treasured land of Feng Shui?"

Lin Chou said,

"Actually, there are four. It's a pity that my father didn't survive the mutation level."

Lao Wang sighed repeatedly,

"Mutated alienation is better. Bacheng can survive the alienation successfully, unless it is a particularly ferocious alienation, which is completed within a few days or even an instant... But it is said that the probability of the awakened person dying during the awakening process is 70%. ! The chance of irreparable sequelae is as high as 80%, nine deaths for a lifetime..."

"Ugh..."

Everyone said,

"It is said that evolutionary awakening is evolving awakening, which is filling human lives...knowing that they may die, there are countless people crying and begging to jump into this pit."

"At that time, I almost belched when I was alienated. If it wasn't for an evolutionary who happened to pass by and gave me a mouthful of magic plant essence, I would die too."

"Oh, you are considered good. I went to the research institute to see it. It was said that when I was awakened, my bones were injured. I can only reach the third rank in my life, not to mention that my life is half shorter than normal!"

"Isn't Master Wei the same? There is also a problem... But Master Wei is a man who dares to taste the poison of life, he said that Tier 6 is Tier 6, and Tier 6 can increase life by at least a hundred years."

Upon seeing this, Lao Wang said hurriedly,

"Okay, if this is heard, it will be necessary to increase your taxes by a few percent. Everyone does not want to become an evolved human to resist living corpses and beasts or defend the city!"

"Ugh..."

"Sigh! You don't want to be an evolutionary. The tens of millions of ordinary people are eager to take your place, shouting one by one, holding them at seven thousand a month, letting you run and sigh? Ashamed!"

"Fuck your mother, who, stand for Grandpa... Zheng Huai? Ahem... Colonel Zheng."

Zheng Huai stared at him fiercely.

"Swearing, why don't you curse?"

"Ahem... Just kidding, kidding, don't take it seriously."

Zheng Huai snorted and asked Lin Chou.

"Where are Bai Bai and Shen Feng? Lao Tzu came to them for a drink."

Lin Chou thought for a while, "I don't know... Yesterday Lao Bai dragged Shen Feng away but I didn't see him back. I didn't even have the car when I got up in the morning."

"Come to Sancai, some side dishes... These two boys must be scared, haha, make one."

Lao Wang said,

"Isn't Mr. Bai holding a musk sac that hits the mountain musk deer? There should be a large-scale auction today...every year before the New Year's Day, ten consecutive auctions."

Zheng Huai's envied eyes were red, and he looked at Lin Chou, "This group of goods is lucky."

The musk sac of the mountain musk deer will bring huge profits without even thinking about it. Huang Dashan used the crystal in it to exchange it for a few million.

The auction before the New Year's Day also represents the end of this year. After the ten auctions, when the whole city celebrates the Spring Festival, the entire base city will be closed except for the necessary personnel.

This holiday is still mandatory. Hunters are not allowed to go out of the city to hunt. Even if they hunt back, they will be fined and confiscated, and there is a huge fine waiting.

When this policy came out, almost all hunters were opposed to it and were unmoved.

This is the New Year, the most important day of the year.

Mingguang needs to use the most solemn way to celebrate every important festival, to release, to dilute the cruelty of survival with joy, to show and release hope!

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief. It was the New Year. It seemed that he should prepare some red envelopes, New Year celebrations and so on.

The acquaintances in the alley will give it away, Xia Dasha's family, Lao Bai, Lao Shen, etc. must be taken care of, Hey, and Cold Tyrannosaurus...

In the past few years, I didn't feel so troublesome. The year passed when I opened my eyes and closed my eyes.

But this year, there is a big difference.