Doomsday Pavilion

The great boss Lin didn't know how many coveted eyes he would get in this encounter. Even with hunters who understand the situation, a "black eats black" notoriety will definitely not escape.

Mother, now it’s faster to open a restaurant than to make money?

Shan Ye said,

"See if Mustache just picked up the gold brick?"

A bearded eye nodded with golden light like a chicken eating rice,

"A thousand pure gold, gold! My God!"

Shan Ye patted him on the shoulder,

"Don't think too much."

The bearded sighed,

"Yeah, I'm afraid I won't have this luck in my entire life. Alas... I should be honest and hunt for something in the wilderness. Maybe luck. A thousand-year king or eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise can save such a piece of gold in a dozen or so lifetimes. Brick money."

Shan Ye sighed, his face sighed,

"No, you think it's bad, I mean, don't think too much about it, that thing is really just a brick in Luanshan."

(Dip, the number of Huang Dashan's friends is -1.)

Knowing the inner situation, Bai Qiu first saw the beard's face as evil as a cardiovascular disease, and said thoughtfully and comfortingly.

"Don’t listen to this nonsense. I’ve specifically inquired before that people in Luanshan regard gold as a kind of sacred and symbolic building material. It is mostly used for sacrifices, fortifications, palaces or statues, and they don’t think it is practical. Value, not to be circulated as currency-they are quite determined at this point. Their currency is very simple, it is the kind of obsidian that you see that will shine... Once it is related to the part about customs, I think It’s good for anyone not to play their gold, unless they throw it away and are willing to give it to you. Otherwise, in their opinion, this behavior is not essentially different from digging a corner and digging a family’s ancestral grave-I mean very much. It is simply the'digging the corner' of'digging the corner of the wall' and the'digging the ancestral grave' of'digging the ancestral grave'."

(Dip, the number of friends in the first white dome-1.)

Lin Chou carried a sack of translucent black crystal obsidian with different shapes and looked at it for a long time. The surface of the obsidian had a faint glow, exuding a certain ancient desolation and mysterious charm.

Well, this thing seems to be able to directly contact the field of occultism and metaphysics with the naked eye. How about selling it to a warlock as a talisman?

This thing is worn and hung on the neck, looking at the atmosphere and weighing, it can't be thrown out and hit people. It is more economical and economical. It should be stronger than a brick!

...

That night, a group of sixteen people from the Research Institute came and carefully handed over a half-meter square alloy metal cage to Lin Chou.

The expressions on each of the sixteen people’s faces were serious anytime and anywhere, as if the facial expressions of my pancakes with fruit and shallots were too much to add money. They didn’t say a word, they just held the box instead of the screaming box but this It's like the crown you have to bear its weight.

The coronation...er...the handover ceremony only took three seconds, and then a group of people drooled at the mighty and majestic golden statue.

The representatives of the scientific research institute who had been pretending for a long time finally couldn't help it. If the gold can be returned to the scientific research institute and melted, the highest lifetime achievement award will definitely not be able to run-no, no, at least it can be replaced by hereditary. of!

"Lin, Comrade Lin!"

Representative Ren tossed about his vocabulary, and tried his best to speak in a polite tone that is not commonly used by scientific research institutes.

"This golden statue...is it golden?"

Okay, I don’t want to pursue the problem of language problems for the sake of doing research and being silly.

"The golden statue is indeed golden."

The representative was shaking all over,

"Comrade Lin, on behalf of the Research Institute, I hope to expropriate..."

In a hurry, the usual thinking almost came out bald.

I horribly remembered that the lord in front of me, let alone him, the boss of his boss’s boss, the boss of his boss went up to the eighteenth level and did not dare to do that!

"Ahem, buy this golden statue at a reasonable price. This golden statue is of extraordinary significance to an important research of the Scientific Research Institute, you see..."

Lin Chou said,

"From Luan Shan, do you want it?"

Representative Ren was thrown a ton of coolness away from the flames of hope that hadn't ignited.

"..."

With him—no, with the courage of everyone in the scientific research institute, I dare not dare to fight against Luanshan in this special period. If you just pull a dog out in Mingguang, you know that the scientific research institute should dare to secret this golden image at this critical moment. Next, it is a diplomatic incident rather than a small trade dispute.

Representative Ren smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Lin, I am happy to see things, but I hope I don't take offense..."

Lin Chou is nothing. After all, the people in the scientific research institute are all virtues. He has long been used to it. The little girl over there who is worried about taking a few tubes of blood from him at any time is not bad.

"The research institute ran out of all the gold in the base city-oh and that abandoned gold mine. Gold is still being used now? What are you researching?"

Representative Ren shook his head,

"Sorry, Mr. Lin, this is the top secret. I am a small representative. There are hundreds of people at the lowest level of the research institute like me. We don't know this kind of thing."

After the people from the scientific research institute left, Lin Chou opened the metal cage and contained three stone frogs the size of a human head. They were dying and weak.

"Huh? They really thought of a way to go in again?"

This is the so-called right to know about discovery, and Lin Chou has the right to share part of the gains from exploration.

I just don't know how long I went in and how many stone frogs I caught.

In line with the principle that good things are worth the money, the research institute has worked so hard to get the stone frog out of that space with tens of millions of research funds, but it was thrown in by Lin Chou when it was fresh that night. In the hot pot.

The base of the angry frog hot pot is topped with crispy sandy white radish on the bottom. The stone frog meat is piled up like a hill with dried red peppers, which is pleasing to the eye.

Lin Chou has always had no worries about utensils in the store. He directly found a black pottery hot pot with a life span beyond ancient human history. The small round chimney was smeared with butter, and the upper half of the chili hill was roasted. It's bashing, the lower part is cooked perfectly.

In addition, we also prepare thin slices of hot-skin lamb rolls and various vegetables.

"Hey, who, who has big breasts Rong, tell Gungun to go home for dinner!"

Regardless of Shan Ye's extremely earnest eyes, Lin Chou and the two authentic "owners" set up a few bottles of cold beer and started the meal.

Su Yourong was so hot that he stuck his tongue out, and his face was full of sweat.

"Sizzle... what kind of meat, master, it's so fresh."

Lin Chou said with no anger,

"Eat and eat, ask so many what to do, this thing is rare, there are three in total, hurry up and eat, otherwise the bald head over there will come and grab it, let me tell you!"

This is the same as scaring the little baby xx, if you don’t sleep, mom will find xx monsters to come over and eat you.

After Su Yourong glanced timidly at Shan Ye who was drooling at the corners of his mouth, he really believed it, and immediately accelerated the speed of dropping his chopsticks.

Shan Ye sighed that people's heart is not old, and he took out a red bean fruit from under his ass, and bit it in his mouth.

Eating hot pot in the middle of the night is a very tossing idea. The smell of the hot pot bottoms all over the mountains really makes the hunters who stay on the hillside sleepless.

Resting on the Yanhui Mountain by Lin Chou is good. It is fuel-efficient and safe. You can also get the latest information about the wilderness at any time. This is because the stomach is in trouble. Boss Lin doesn’t have a good day and night food even at night. No matter how full I am, my stomach will be as effective as having not eaten for a few days at this time, greedy!!

The hunters just lost their souls. You look at me and I look at you, all with desperate wry smiles.

Didn't you feel embarrassed to go to a meal without seeing Lord Shan? Of course they were even more useless.

People are off work, this is a private life, the private life of eating hot pot and drinking draft beer!

And the female soldier Luanshan, who was originally thought to have gone, suddenly came back now, but the wine jar on the cart has disappeared, replaced by piles of different beasts-obviously sent back and returned. Come back, after all, people are walking down the road, hurry up.

Ye Yu took a few people up the mountain and borrowed a few oversized iron pots, set up the stove outside by the river, and cooked.

The Lord Shan followed briskly,

"I said mother, you guys came back too late—have my food expenses taken?"

The grandmother smiled meaningfully,

"I thought the Prince of the Left Bank had forgotten this."

Shan Ye scratched his big bald head,

"The key point is that these two little things are too edible. I have been saving for decades, and I was eaten up by them in a few days. I have to take care of them now and I have no chance to hunt in the wilderness. You don’t panic, do you?"

The grandmother handed a small cloth bag to the mountain master funny,

"There are some high-level alien beast source crystals, and some trivial golds. The pieces are on the car. They are all big guys who have just moved out of the ore pile. The trouble we cause must always be returned to Yuan. The research institute is here. Well, next time you come, you can give those large pieces of gold to the research institute, not to mention that this is part of the cooperation."

"Why is it that my mother is more familiar with Mingguang's set than me... By the way, it's such a cheap research institute? I'm still a bit unwilling!"

The mother meant something,

"You are from Mingguang, but you are the Prince of the Left Bank of Luanshan people!"

Shan Ye is also a dog's brain, and immediately reacted.

"Misty grass! It's so old and good... ahem, I mean ginger is still hot, thank you for reminding me~"

Mother nodded and said,

"I will stay here for a while. After all, there are still many things and specific details to talk about. I take this opportunity to bring these girls to familiarize themselves with Mingguang’s lifestyle. Don’t wait to come out later. I will help others if I’m sold. Count the money."

Shan Ye hey,

"How easy it is. In the future, people from Luan Mountain will first come to the forest to stay for a while - I can guarantee that there is nowhere in Mingguang where Lin Chou is at ease."

"It really doesn't work. I will give them a class of '8000 precautions for living in Mingguang', and let them go for a stroll after passing the graduation exam. What do you think, mother?"

Mother can't laugh or cry,

"Just you have a lot of ghost ideas!"

Then sighed,

"I don't know the queens... ahem, this kind of thinking is right or wrong, Luanshan girls are simple and natural by nature, and communicating with Mingguang is a great impact for them."

"Hey, hey, I said mother, at any rate, my prince on the left bank is also an eight-hundred-century Mingguang person. When you said this, with an expression of disgust, have you considered the feelings of this prince?"

"Are your ears itchy again?!"

"Hehe... Mother is too worried... this is not, this is really not..."

After the stove was set up, all kinds of prey were peeled and bleeded on the spot, and they were thrown into the pot and simmered on fire.

After a few mouthfuls of the big pot full of meat began to boil, the scent of protein is almost more direct than the effect of a reminder, and the fragrance floats for several miles!

The hunters on the Yanhui Mountain have suffered. The hot pot on the mountain tastes like stewed meat under the mountain, just like a dog in the chest. No matter how uncomfortable it is to lie down, a pair of eyes are almost bleeding.

Scolded one after another,

"Grass! Don't sleep anymore! Come, come, brothers find boss Lin to carry beer, let's go barbecue down the mountain!"

"Well, I'm going to make a fire... and who, take out the stock in your car and bake it..."

...

Shan Ye secretly glanced at the mountain and found out a few small cloth bags.

"Hey here, little girls, don't talk about the Lord Shan, I... I didn't take care of you, the Prince of the Left Bank. Look, this is the devil pepper, this is citronella, this is cinnamon, star anise, thyme..."

Saying the same thing is like throwing it into the pot, as if it's serious, forgetting his glorious history that Shan Ye can only barbecue.

Shan Ye at this moment, gorgeously transformed into a standard gourmet,

"Ah ah, this is the most important thing. This board is an indispensable container for those guys in the forest to make that kind of "knife board incense". It is said that it has a history of thousands of years. Fragrant, 80% of the taste of this dish is on this board-come young ones, throw these boards into the pot for me to cook!"

The tone was like Tang Seng's not a few wooden boards to be thrown into the pot.

God knows that tomorrow Lin Chou will wake up and find out that if he loses these boards, he will have a 100-ton physical exchange with Huang Dashan.

Well, after all, it is about the dignity of a chef. This is the guy who eats. Which chef do you see has nothing to do with his own kitchen knife?

Once the board was boiled like this by Shan Ye, it was considered completely useless, and it was no longer usable.

After the board entered the pot, there was a fresh woody fragrance and a strange fragrance, which the female soldiers with keen sense of smell immediately felt.

"Wow, it smells so good, what does this smell like!"

"impressive..."

"Mother, let's eat here from tomorrow, a board is like this... his dishes..."

Ye Yu said solemnly,

"No!"

The female fighters stuck out their tongues, and immediately held back what was in their mouths.

Ye Yu looked deeply at the five-meter-wide "wallet" filled with obsidian.

"This time the cost of the belt is limited, and the good steel needs to be used on the blade. How can it be delayed in order to satisfy the appetite?"

Grieved baba harmony,

"Oh..."

"But occasionally trying Lin Chou's dishes is also very good. I heard that he has a'flaming tomahawk steak', which can directly increase stamina by 30% and increase pure physical strength, which is more than Luanshan's mantra slab. To be magical, I don’t know what this flame tomahawk steak is...but...for the sake of strength, I don’t hesitate to spend all this money, presumably the Queen will not blame us."

"Thirty percent stamina?"

"My goodness..."

"When the distinguished guest went to Luanshan, people thought he was different from the stinky men who bought it back. It turns out that he is so powerful!"

"I heard from customers on the mountain that Mr. Lin is the most powerful food chef in Mingguang--the dishes he cooks are not called dishes. They are called medicated meals, and all of them have unique effects!"

"It's a pity that Luanshan's body is different from Mingguang. Not every dish is effective for us. Alas, I suddenly feel that Luanshan is so poor. I heard that they all use something called circulation point. Is it also a kind of mineral? We Luanshan don’t seem to have anything like that..."

"Didn't the general have all talked to Mr. Lin? We just trade obsidian."

"But, Mr. Lin has to return to Mingguang to exchange obsidian for money. It's so troublesome. I feel very sorry for his appearance..."

"Why don't we change it ourselves?"

"You are not afraid of being deceived. You will be sold. Men are the most deceptive."

The corner of Shanye's eyes twitched, this is really not my pot...

Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu always feels like he will never face the forest anymore.