Doomsday Pavilion

Long before the cataclysm, truffle hunters in the Provence region would search for black truffles by raising and training sows. It is said that the taste of black truffles is similar to the androstenol secreted by boars in heat. The sensitive sense of smell of sows The black truffle buried in the ground at a depth of 25 cm to 30 cm can be smelled at a distance of 6 meters, with extremely high accuracy.

The Italians in the Balkans prefer obedient and sensible hounds to find white truffles. They can not only help find the location of white truffles, but also make preliminary excavations without damaging the truffles-but it is said The "strong" smell of truffles is very detrimental to the sense of smell of dogs. Often when a few dozen pieces of truffles are dug up, hunting dogs need to rest and cannot continue to work.

Finding truffles is not an easy task at any time, especially during the cataclysm years. Except for the "luxury and extravagance" of Bafanglou, even Yishanfang did not organize such a truffle hunter team.

As for Lin Chou, hey, don't even think about it unless he has a nose like a pig or dog.

what?!

Train four dogs to find truffles?

Ha ha...

Friends, do you remember what kind of product it is?

Instead of training the four dogs to take their own humiliation, it is undoubtedly more reliable to discover the potential value of numerous hunters.

Seeing that Lin Chou was a little distracted, Ma Chuanhe smiled wryly.

"Linzi, I know you are kind, but like ours squad, even the wilderness of Pingchuan has to put two hundred kilograms of Yuanjing fuel in the trunk before they dare to go out safely. That Zushan really dare not go. ...Obviously Zushan is rich in resources, but historically only a few powerful evolvers, teams, or talents from the garrison development committee like to try their luck there, alas..."

Ma Chuanhe thought for a while.

"It's better now. After Yan Huishan, a few hundred kilometers away from the mountain, it is actually a relative'safe area' of the Ancestral Mountain. There is no other animal demon plant that exceeds the fifth order dare to be active in this area, even the fourth order. Rarely, even my squad can occasionally go to the periphery, thanks to the fact that it's really awesome, awesome!"

Generally speaking, the majesty of Billowing extends down two steps at most, and those below the third rank are not ignoring the golden brilliance of Lord Billowing, but-how interested do you think dragons are to ants?

The low-level "weak" people know this well, of course, provided that they do not have a particularly boring soul and extremely interesting body like the Rainbow Hazel Rooster.

Lin Chou squeezed his chin and said with emmmmm, eyes flooding.

"Mr. Ma, you said that if you let Gungun take the lead and lead a hunter squad to go hunting in the Zushan Mountain, the conditions are, of course, by the way, organize a group to help me find truffles. The whereabouts of these precious ingredients are very simple. Oh~"

Ma Chuanhe's face was almost purple.

Everyone knows that even the sixth-order places like Zushan are not capitals that go horizontally. Let’s not mention whether there are higher-level existences—there are too many ants to kill the elephants!

"Puff~"

This familiar sound is not Ma Chuanhe's smile, but the sound effect of the uncle Warlock's sudden apparition.

The warlock perfectly expressed all his expectations and pleasure with a "(✪ω✪)" expression,

"Why don't I lead the team, this warlock character guarantees that there will be absolutely no casualties...er...death, Linzi, you only need to pay my security guard's salary every day."

Lin Chou blinked,

"The security of the upper city or the security of the lower city?"

The Warlock’s emoticon was replaced with "ψ(*´)ψ" and said,

"Are you from Queen City..."

"Go, roll slowly, don't pay attention to the car."

It is said that since the warlock went to sea this month, he has only received so many business deals, so he is still poor.

In fact, even Lin Chou can't understand how the existence of the level of the uncle Warlock and the top in the industry has made himself so poor as a ghost-to be reasonable, his savings and inventory are simply lost. It feels like the operation can't make the pocket cleaner than the face?!

The warlock stretched out his hand to lift Sanhuang out of his sleeve and hugged him up high.

Lin Chou suddenly said in doubt,

"Where is Old Zhao?"

The warlock said casually,

"Leave early..."

Lin Chou banged the table and shook his voice.

"What? Go away!!!"

Sanhuang was so scared that he almost exploded all the feathers out of his body, his small eyes were always frightened.

Warlock: "..."

What's the situation, I just left, what is this excitement?

Lin Chou turned around,

"Who, that blind old man!"

The warlock thought for a while,

"The old man drank too much and fell asleep."

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Yourong reminded,

"Grandpa Zhao settled the bill before he left. The money has been transferred to your card, and the card is on the counter."

Lin Sorrow,

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

——Bai was excited, and almost thought that someone was eating Overlord’s meal. Didn’t he see that the kitchen knife in Lin’s kitchen was already hungry and thirsty.

Su Yourong reminded again,

"By the way, Wet Tiger, Snowman's food seems to be gone again!"

Lin Chou's eyes were dull and silent,

"What? It's gone again? The ones in the incubator are gone too?"

It's no wonder that Lin Chou's mentality burst. He put almost a whole adult waste wood deer in the incubator before...

The key is that you can't always feed the snow dumpling bosses with black mountain wild boar waste firewood deer. Eating bran throat can really fill your stomach, but the lobster king crab can also be full...

The food treatment of the snow dumpling boss, even if he has no objection, so many eyes are staring at him. Obviously, he can't pick and search like a green pot, he Lin Moumou is not that kind of person~

Besides, the Gao family settled an account for the snow dumpling boss!

Ahem, I just don’t know if they are ready for the next checkout...

Su Yourong hesitated to speak but stopped.

"master..."

"?"

"I...I think..."

"Don't hesitate, just say, today's potato shreds haven't been cut yet!"

Su Yourong said grievously,

"Master, do you think the Snowman can't get enough to eat this kind of food?"

Lin Chou's brows gradually clustered together.

Yourong's voice is getting smaller and smaller, hesitating,

"I have eaten so much...but nothing has changed at all...When the snowman eats hot pot...I always feel as if it can only be filled with a taste that can surprise the snowman..."

"Oops"

Boss Lin actually realized or said he was a little skeptical before, but he just couldn't believe it.

He feels that if this is the case...

When the Gao family comes to check out the next time, they will probably yell at robbery and fled, and move the family to a remote place where the king and I can’t find it.

Ha ha...