Doomsday Pavilion

"I just saw what Bao Er brought up?" Leng Han's eyes flashed brightly.

There are not many names that can be remembered by Leng Tyrannosaurus, but Bao Er and Nian Yi, who have never seen the ingredients from time to time on the mountain, absolutely occupy two of them.

"Oh, you mean him!" Lin Chou put down the dishes and chopsticks. "It seems to be carrying a salted fish. It looks a bit like a mackerel. I didn't pay attention."

Lin Chou took the salted fish over,

"Good guy, so big?"

Bao Er burst out from the ravages of a group of big men with tears in his eyes.

"Finally remembered me..."

Look at what he has experienced. Boss Lin hand-made a real model of Huang Dashan, Boss Lin and Zhao Erye discussed the event of Mingguang (pseudo), Boss Lin and Leng Yu (crossed out) had lunch with Leng Zhong Jiang's affection. ...

wait!

However, perhaps because of his swelling of Erye Bao’s recent errands for Lin Chou, the gang of salted fishes living in Yanhuishan would not look so amiable when they saw him. The evolutionists in the base city treated him. There are so many Abians who care for him so much, surrounded by a very pitiful caress.

Lin Chou froze for a moment.

"Huh, didn't you leave?"

Bao Er: "..."

Bao Er coughed awkwardly and pointed to the salted fish.

"Boss, something..."

Lin Chou has seen the salted fish, whether it is a primate, in the river or in the sea, I have seen many people, but it is the first time that Lin Chou has met such a big one. How big is the owner of this salted fish Is your heart willing to make it into salted fish?

This salted fish is at least two and a half meters in length and weighs at least 600 kilograms. After drying, there is still this weight, which obviously cannot be achieved by ordinary fish of the same order.

Bao Er explained,

"Boss, this is a black wolf catfish, a full 603 catties!"

"Oh..." Lin Chou nodded, "Wait a minute? Wolves?! Is this a pufferfish?"

Bao Er didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, and he tinkered with a sad funny smile.

"It's indeed a pufferfish. The third-order second-mutation pufferfish. The abilities of the two mutations are both size and strength. This salted fish was probably chasing after food when it was alive. It smashed the ice storage compartment of the old captain. ...The whole ship is dumbfounded..."

"Delivered to the door myself?"

"Yeah!" Bao Eryou complained, "There is no one on the ship who knows the goods. In order to make up for the damage of the ship, he stayed at sea for more than half a year and got a whole ship of dried salted fish back. He sold salted fish at the port a few days ago. I met when I was."

Lin Chou was speechless for a while.

This salted fish is indeed a bit weird because of its mutated appearance. Even Lin Chou just mistakenly identified it as dried mackerel.

However, at least before he was alive, how could he be a bit similar to the puffer fish in his own family?can not recognize?

If you hurry up and ship it back, you can sell it at a pretty good price-is it really not a sale?!

"Well, such a large mutant pufferfish is still quite rare," Lin Chou said, "how much does the boat boss ask for?"

Bao Er shrugged.

"He wants to give his son a Tomahawk steak, plus sea stone cauliflower custard. In my opinion, the asking price is a bit high. Despite his insistence that this item is rare, you don’t need to make the ingredients. ——Hey, if I hadn’t recognized this as a mutant puffer fish, I would have sold it as an ordinary salted fish."

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"can."

"what??"

Lin Chou said,

"I'll be ready in a while and you can send it over."

Bao Erna said,

"Boss, really don't keep the price down?"

Lin Chou said,

"It's all bartered, and what price is still under pressure."

So Bao Er looked suspicious and brought vegetables to the little sheep.

"The sun is coming out from the west..."

Indoors, Leng Han looked at this uncommon salted fish curiously.

"Sure it's a pufferfish? So big! Scared!"

The interjection of'scare' was used by Leng Han, and Lin Chou felt a kind of cold cuteness for no reason.

"I have to say that the old fishermen are different," Lin Chou gently stroked the skin of the big salted fish. "The salt flower that comes out of the salt is very professional. It looks very neat, like the skin itself. The pattern is the same. If I did it, it would take several attempts to determine the salt ratio."

Lin Chou dipped a little salt flower and put it in his mouth.

"The salt is good and clean."

Don’t think that salt is as common as water in the sea. It’s also troublesome to make some salt that tastes good. When the sea hunter goes out to sea, you must bring some salt, or just cook some salt to deal with it-salted fish. Except for fish, only salt remains, so you can imagine how much salt is used and what salt is used is definitely the key to unshakable status.

Although the word "quality" is a bit awkward when used on salted fish, the quality of the salted fish delivered by Bao Er can indeed be called beautiful in salted fish.

"Pouch."

Leng Han suddenly laughed.

Lin Chou looked silly--it is said that a normal person can see Leng Han raise his eyebrows and pull the corner of his mouth and he has already won the jackpot. What did he see, did he "laugh out loud" coldly??

Leng Han's eyes gradually focused on Lin Chou's face,

"Looking at the way you can't put it down, is this salted fish better-looking than...?"

Lin Chou said stupidly,

"what?"

"..."

Leng Han was blocked.

Leng Han's eyebrows began to fall.

The surrounding temperature gradually dropped below freezing.

The sudden roar shook Yan Huishan,

"I ask you if this broken salted fish is better-looking than me!!!"

Boom~

The air wave mixed with a huge amount of ice slag and snowflakes blasted all the doors and windows of the small hall, and the white flow that spewed out was super large, like a reservoir flood or an avalanche...

Oh, maybe there are some strange things submerged in it, such as three or two diners with unlovable faces.

The evolutionary who was blasted out was curled up in the snowdrift for a long time, trembling and raising his arms and legs, watching attentively, watching over and over again, patted his hands, and laughed. , Making a cheerful voice:

"Hey! Alright! I am... Bah... I'm still alive!"

Then he quickly got up and ran away with his hips and waist.

Everyone on Yanhui Mountain was silent, looking stupidly at the small building on the top of the mountain.

"what"

"Uh..."

"What happened?"

"By the way, did you hear Lieutenant General Leng's voice say strange things just now?"

"No! Don't talk nonsense! Not Lieutenant General Leng!"

The evolutionists watched the poor figures sprayed from the doors and windows gradually run away, and closed their mouths tightly.

Somewhere, Huang Dashan clenched his fist and grinned hard.

"Yes, yes, that's what I want. I beg you to directly push the surname Lin!"