Doomsday Pavilion

The croissants were particularly surprised,

"It's so complicated... It's amazing... But how did you know?"

Wu Ke muttered,

"There is something to say, good things do not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles~"

As a result, Boss Lin almost pinched oracle bones on his shoulder blades.

Wu Ke wailed and insisted not to run away, holding his job but not letting go, very hard.

At least two of the people watching by the side are full, and Ye Feng doesn’t eat these things. Her recipe is quite special. As for Ye Yu, she didn’t change her ferocious black armor from beginning to end. The meaning of coming down, he didn't even take off his helmet and mask.

——General Ye looks a little guilty and guilty.

The croissant said a few words, the general of Luanshan was unmoved.

Lin Chou was entangled for her. When drinking tea and eating fruit, he raised the mask a little bit to expose a gap, and didn't feel bored and troubled?

Finally, there came a loli who was smaller than Xiao Yourong, and Yourong seemed to be happy, her eldest sister's gesture was enough, she was holding vegetables and soup.

The croissant's mouth was so busy that he didn't forget the words of thanks.

The croissant said suddenly,

"After dinner, let's play hopscotch together~"

"Good duck, good duck!"

After fixing his croissant belly, Lin Chou went back to the kitchen.

Such a leisurely day is really not suitable for Boss Lin. The leisure time during business hours will make Boss Lin have a sudden poverty pia on his face.

Ahem...

There is very little stuffing for the Buryat buns he saved before, and now he needs to add it urgently.

Buryat steamed buns need more complicated materials, such as the diaphragm of the swamp fox sheep, the slab sausage, the minced lamb, and the wild horse meat.

Of course, these things don't need any tricks, they are carefully cleaned and then cut into small dices.

"Dangdangdang~"

"Dangdangdang~"

Fresh and lively, with a full sense of rhythm—Lin Chou can even use a kitchen knife and chopping board to compose a less complicated song if necessary.

Lin Chou processed the heavier marsh fox and sheep diaphragm first.

The cooked diaphragm is very tough and sticky. After each crosscut to the end, the knife has to be "skimmed" to the side to bounce the diaphragm filament away from the knife surface.

At this time, there were two more small heads at the kitchen door, full of food and drink with a smile on his face.

The croissant asked crisply,

"Wow, so fast, so strange action, what kind of knife does the boss use?"

Lin Chou answered,

"I can't talk about the knife technique. The knife technique is used to show off skills. However, some people call this method of using the knife "the water knife", which means the knife method for cutting animals into the water. 'inside."

"Oh," the croissant nodded.

She was a little shorter than Su Yourong's head, and when her head moved under Su Yourong, the croissant braid stabs Su Yourong's chin playfully.

The croissant said a little admiringly,

"I feel so powerful, but the boss knows so much..."

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"Uh..."

Croissant fast track,

"Boss brother is simple, let me ask you, do you know how to use ghost swords?"

Lin Chou stumbled.

Pill, this little girl does not seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp.

Boss Lin tried to pretend to be expressionless and said,

"Lost."

The expression of the croissant braid is a little strange,

"Ah? But it's not right. I see the video record left before the cataclysm. There is a place called Beep Station. Everyone can squeeze it!"

Lin Chou: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

I was wrong, my underwear was wrong, I just know that bringing a child is definitely not an option for normal people.

Lin Chou's affection for the croissant braid just accumulated was instantly blown away, and it was sad.

Fortunately, the little girl was quickly thrown away by the unspeakable and weird animal viscera, and Lin Chou was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

After processing enough stuffing for a week, Lin Chou rubbed his wrist and sat down behind the counter.

"Emmmm, the days without business are too damn long."

When there is business, I always think about finding opportunities to go out and find ingredients to cook on the spot.

But when there were no guests, Lin Moumou completely lost this interest, and looked sadly at the direction of the door.

A bit sluggish.

Suddenly, a shadow enveloped Lin Chou.

"Uh... Yeyu you..."

Ye Yu's muffled voice came from the black armor,

"Why don't you give me wine?"

Lin Chou is always embarrassed, the feeling is holding back because he is still reading an article?

Lin Chou coughed,

"You can't blame me for this, the guy who gave you the wine is also unreliable, I..."

"You promised!"

Lin Chou: "..."

Luan Shan didn't have such a thing as a lie. He promised and agreed. His spit was a nail, and it worked better than a hundred times the compensation contract. In Luan Shan, warriors who dared to violate their verbal promises died on the spot.

Lin Chou rubbed his eyebrows and said from his heart,

"It's my fault, what? Bring some more home this time. I don't know when the unreliable green-haired guy will remember this."

After thinking about it, he said,

"I made a batch of good wines some time ago, and the taste is strong. Do you want to taste it?"

People pay the bills with gold and don't blink their eyes. Of course, Lin Chou should be polite to win over.

Ye Yu said dullly,

"No!"

Lin Chou was even more embarrassed.

Ye Yu said,

"To guard me... my king's safety, tomorrow after my king enters the city... well..."

The face behind the black armor must be red, and the general of Luan Shan is a bit addicted to alcohol.

After drinking the snake wine sent by the potted plants, she and the soldiers around her could be said to be thinking about it day and night. They were almost crazy.

The more you drink, the more angry you are.

Because after drinking Lin Chou's Sancai Snake Wine, I feel that Luanshan's own wine is even more tasteless than plain water.

Lin Chou nodded,

"That's it."

By the way, he glanced at Ye Feng,

"I feel that Yefeng's strength has risen so much, it should be drunk."

What Lin Chou was talking about was naturally the colorful Snake King Wine with ingredients—the mutated and mutated Golden Thread Gallbladder of the sixth order, and most people did not enjoy the blessings of this.

If it were converted to an evolver with weak and agile physique like Bai Qiongshou, at least he would have to drink a little bit at the sixth rank, otherwise the whole person would be blown up directly.

Lin Chou himself hasn't been willing to taste the effects of this wine, and the old dog of the system hesitates even more.

It is reasonable to say that this wine should be a homemade product. Can you give me another idea?

Last time Nagouji sneaked himself to improve the formula of Sancai Snake Wine, but when Lin Chou was here, it was confused.

——Hey, what is it, bad character.