Doomsday Pavilion

Perhaps because the mental and physical fatigue values ​​have reached the upper limit, Lin Chou and Huang Dashan slept dimly after returning to Yanhui Mountain.

(Someone:???)

Well...

It was Lin Chou and Huang Dashan who slept faintly...

Pooh!

Sack of balls, crossed out.

Lin Chou was in the tree house and Huang Dashan was on the pangolin. They separated and slept dimly.

Wu Ke and Xiao Yourong waited eagerly all day, but still couldn't escape the fate of being hungry.

Wu Ke brewed and said,

"or..."

Su Yourong was terrified and interrupted him directly.

"Don't even think about it! My Su Yourong will starve to death and won't eat what you made!"

Thinking about it, I feel terrible-have you ever seen any normal people who use cooking and cooking tools are plastic droppers, beakers, burning spoons, separatory funnels and crucibles?

In Su Yourong's view, these terrifying "tools" should be the standard equipment of the old witches wearing high hats and riding broomsticks in certain fairy tales, and witches eat children!

The long night is long, and the saddest thing is not to sleep unintentionally, but to be too hungry to sleep.

The Yanhui Mountain was empty, except for Huang Dashan's pangolin, who had already returned to the base city eagerly.

Wu Ke and Su Yourong squatted on the threshold, holding their legs pitifully, and sighed.

Wu Ke said suddenly nervously,

"I may be starving. Everything I see is green now!"

Su Yourong: "..."

Researcher Wu, it may be time to recharge your IQ.

Su Yourong found a fruit in the bright green nataka red bean bush and threw it to Wu Ke-so many bright nataka red beans grow here, it is strange that it is not green.

Wu Ke burped very calmly.

"No, no need..."

In the past two months, the unreliable boss Lin has been offline a lot, and Wu Ke has almost lost his psychological shadow if he did not eat this stuff less.

Su Yourong's face was almost wrinkled together, and he swallowed hard.

"Eat, I will go to bed after eating this, and I will have something delicious tomorrow morning! Big meat buns, beef offal soup, raw porridge, noodles with XO sauce, big steak, braised sausage..."

Please don't say it—Wu Ke suddenly said that mmp is not a good idea.

The two of them were entangled and don't want things, but suddenly the voice of big breasted sister came from behind.

"Rong? You have dinner!"

How high the two guys jumped,

"What!"

"Have dinner? Have food to eat?"

At the back door of the kitchen, Gungun and Si Gouzi each held an oversized elbow gnawing, hot and fragrant.

Especially Si Gouzi, the dog's face is full of happiness.

Even if customers usually make a lot of money, Si Gouzi is just like the big boss gnawing some bones and then grabbing a few white-tailed moles to fill their hunger.

But the absence of the master is completely different. Every time Lin Chou is absent, it is when he improves his food.

Big breasted sister can always come out some big fish and meat by surprise to give special care to the weak, poor and helpless Si Gouzi.

Wu Ke saw Gungun and Si Gouzi’s elbows all blue.

"Gudong... We... also eat big elbows? Fatty is absolutely okay!"

Sister Big Breast swept over with a look, and the "evil look" in her gaze almost shook Wu Ke's head.

"That's a special ration prepared by the boss for Mr. Gungun. Do you dare to try a piece of hair?"

The gaze of Master Gungun also fell on Wu Ke.

"Wow?"

He looked away again, disdainfully.

It simply lay on its back on the ground, with its short and round Erlang legs upright and began to shake seriously.

There are almost seven or eight meters long with a big skin elbow floating on the top of the ball, automatically floating to the mouth, waiting for the full bite, and then drifting away.

He grunted billowingly, suddenly, its small eyes hidden in dark circles suddenly emitted sharp light.

"Oh!"

With a finger on the bear's paw, the elbow slowly rotated in the air around the stick bone, and some of the small hairs hidden in the flesh were pulled out of thin air and thrown away.

Wu Ke: "..."

Niang Xipi, what an "anti-gravity plucking technique"!

If he can advance to the "anti-gravity goose plucking technique", I think the boss of Heixinlin should be ecstatic...

The big breasted sister climbed up to the rolling neck to help it re-lay the pleated pink pockets to prevent the grease from dripping on the fur.

Just said,

"Let's go, let's eat too."

In the coconut shack, a pot of red meat is simmering on the small charcoal stove.

Wu Ke is overjoyed,

"Wow... beef? Is this beef?"

Su Yourong wrinkled her nose,

"Huh, eat and drink all day long! I still want to eat beef!"

Wu Ke has long been immune to this level of attack, and his skin thickness is at least a third-order primer.

"Hey... I'll just talk about it... Where can I get the beef here..."

Like the face of Researcher Wu, the cattle on the Yanhui Mountain all started at the third level.

Wu Ke was just thinking about it—even Wu Ke had to stay away when Lin Chou was steaming the buns.

If the materials used are of higher order, he will be flushed with nosebleeds from the smell of meat, which is too tonic.

Big breasted sister rubbed her hands and put out three bowls, as if she was still a little bit expectant and worried.

"This is our tribe's favorite method. Dry roasted venison, you can taste it."

Big breasted sister missed,

"Before I became a praying girl, I helped in the tribe’s kitchen for a while. Grandma Chisun’s dry roasted venison was so delicious, so she refused to teach me--well, I was kicked out of the kitchen later. I’m not allowed to enter the kitchen anymore, and I don’t know why!"

Su Yourong: "..."

Wu Ke: "..."

Isn’t there a lice on the bald head? With your eldest sister’s technique of throwing dishes, there is absolutely no other kitchen besides our boss Lin!

Big breasted sister said,

"But Grandma Chisun doesn't know. I have learned the practice of dry-roasting venison. And eating so many dishes from the boss is not for nothing. I have learned some things secretly, um, You Mingguang have something to say-eating from the bowl and watching the pot!"

Wu and Su: "???"

Hey, eating the bowl and watching the pot is so used.

On the contrary, Wu Ke didn't dare to put down his chopsticks. The topic of self-taught scholars seemed to be completely unreliable in his kind of scientific researcher. Just like Mingguang's folk sciences, he would always invent some suffocating things.

Speaking of civil sciences, of course, Master Warlock is another matter.

Researching something casually at the level of the uncle warlock, the research institute has not been able to eat it for decades-such as the source crystal cannon, and the latest version of the source crystal Barrett used in the beast tide.

but...

The smell of venison is so dark in the middle of the night, there is no way to refuse it!

Fight~

Comrade Xiao Wu picked a piece of meat with muscles, meat and skin that looked good and put it in his mouth.

"Hah~hot~"

It can be eaten. This is the meat of waste wood deer. It should still be the "leftovers" under the waist ribs. The texture of the meat is oblique and a little longer.

Unexpectedly, the taste can be said to be quite good.

The meat tumbling in the thick soup has a fascinating dry fragrance. The meat is filled with fat instead of juice, and it is accompanied by a complex aroma of Chinese herbal medicine that Wu Ke can't tell.

Then Wu Ke subconsciously felt that it was wrong-there are too few people who can use Chinese herbal medicine these days.?

Wu Ke’s careful organizational language,

"That... Big Sister Chizhi...your seasoning...are you sure that Brother Chou found it in the kitchen?"

Su Yourong was struggling with a piece of bone-in rib, sobbing and having no time to speak, turning her charming little eyes at Wu Ke.

Big breasted sister thought for a while,

"No, some are picked by myself, and some can be delivered by my old man and livestock together-he lives in saline-alkali land and desert. There are no such spices near the bright light."

Wu Ke's brain buzzed and he touched his nose with two nosebleeds.

"Sister...Elder sister...what did you put..."

Except for the itchy nose, Wu Ke felt that everything was warm and dry.

The big-breasted sister looked at Xiao Yourong who was eating Zhenghuan, and then at Wu Ke,

"It's okay with Yourong, so spices are absolutely okay! Our tribe eats a lot every day! Well, you won't even be unable to eat Tier 1 venison!"

Xiao Yourong and the big-chested sister contemptuously said in unison,

"Heh, man~"

Wu Ke: "..."

Can't Su Yourong be better than him at all, the physique dictates that the little girl eats it, even money and meat and other high-level things can be eaten casually!

He found two pieces of paper and stuffed his nose-it didn't seem to be wrong except for a nosebleed?

"Is it too supplementary?"

Wu Ke once again picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. The shredded meat is very fine and flexible, and the faint smoky taste will feel very comfortable, especially when there is no fat on the venison, but the right amount of moisturizing oil will come out from the inside. It made Wu Ke feel that Chi Zhi is actually very talented as a chef.

The nosebleed did not intensify, and Wu Ke had nothing wrong with it.

So while eating and eating, he tore a piece of venison, and found that a circle of regular dark marks from the surface of the flesh gradually penetrated into the interior, which seemed to be scorched marks.

Su Yourong asked Wu Ke's doubts.

"Is this venison grilled?"

Big breasted sister said,

"Of course, the method of our tribe is to hunt back live deer without killing the blood. It is similar to the boss when he makes air-dried yak. ​​The blood of the deer is forced into the meat and then broken into large pieces, using the more fat part, such as the belly. At the neck area, use walnut wood and pepper wood to roast the bones of the belt until the outside is charred, the fat on the surface disappears and the hair on the skin is clean."

"After that, cut into large pieces, and use the spices and herbs collected by the people in the tribe to soak in water to remove the bloody smell. After soaking thoroughly..."

Wu Ke interrupted,

"What kind of medicinal materials are they?"

Su Yourong pouted,

"You can't eat it!"

Big breasted sister said,

"Well, do you still know the name of the medicinal material? There is one that I heard from you called Morinda officinalis, but in our tribe it is called corn vine."

Wu Ke nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, morinda, this one is fine..."

"Then the male goblin."

Wu Ke: "!!!"

Researcher Wu looked confused.

The bear goblin thing is not a medicinal material, will there be a slime coming out from behind?!

Or, dwarf blacksmith?Groot?

"And the spatholobi."

"Corn flower."

These two Wu Ke have never heard of them, maybe they are called differently, but they sound like a very formal style, much better than some Xiongdi.

Chi just said,

"There are yellow bone wolves, no more."

Wu Ke: ●||

"Huang...Is it at the level of ancient...the one that beats the king?"

Because he was in a place like the research institute, Wu Ke had the time and conditions to fully study things such as the lone version of the card, the original game disc, and the legacy of the USB flash drive before the catastrophe.

When he heard the name, he immediately made up a group of sturdy women with muscles and tattoos all over the body, screaming and rushing towards a poor big turtle carrying a volcano, cutting melons and vegetables to dry it, hehe. Carrying the explosion of the "Wild Ancient Wolf", running to soak water and stew venison.

He has seen a game video before the cataclysm. This big bastard was translated and looked like "An". To put it in a more archaic way, Wu Ke always felt that it seemed more reasonable to call it "Negative Yue".

Big-chested sister doesn't know what inexplicable things this guy is talking about, she doesn't understand it at all, the ghost knows what weird elements are in the mind of this alternative technology house.

At any rate, Wu Ke was relieved, except for the "Bear Goblin" and "Wild Ancient Wolf", there seemed to be nothing too out of the ordinary-although he actually didn't know what those things were.

In this era of cataclysm, where there are living corpses and animals, it sounds safe enough, doesn't it?

So Comrade Xiao Wu enjoyed the delicious venison in front of him more comfortably.

Su Yourong smiled happily, with grease on her face,

"Sister Chizhi, the venison is delicious, hehe, or I will talk to Wet Tiger, you should also go to the teacher~"

Big breasted sister: "..."

Innocent boy, do you think that Blackheart Lin would let me go like this after I broke a plate that can only be calculated in tons.

But think about Lord Blood God, Chicai is full of happiness.

(Well, where is the Lord Blood God, I am.)

Wu Ke stuffed his mouth full of meat and there was another problem.

"Since there is so much soup, why should it be called dry roast?"

Big breasted sister is in a good mood and explained,

"Because I haven't let in any water, I used green onion, ginger, garlic, onions, watercress, and radish slices to put the dried venison on the bottom. These soups are the moisture of vegetables and venison. I also put some wine in it. "

"Oh, that's it~"

Big breasted sister glanced at the roof of the coconut hut with lingering fear.

She usually sees what the owner of the wine cooks is spectacular and fragrant, so she also took Tan Qingquanshan to try.

Well, it turns out that the roof is still there.

There is no such thing as wine in their sinkhole, so a small mistake is inevitable the first time they used it to cook.

Generally speaking, this dish is quite successful. After practicing a few times, Big Breast Sister feels that it can be enjoyed by the blood god.

Thinking of this, Chi only glanced at Wu Ke-if this stupid male creature passed tonight and there was nothing unusual.

Wu Ke ate and drank enough, his nosebleeds disappeared, and he stretched his waist contentedly.

"Sleep to sleep, hehe, Wu is here to thank Big Breast Sister for saving her life~"