Doomsday Pavilion

What was lost this time was not something that was particularly valuable and valuable—but it was more important than Tarzan in the eyes of Master Warlock.

cough...

When the mentality collapses, you understand everything you understand, and there is a high probability that you won’t understand it.

However, there is a situation where everyone's guesses seem to be in line with the actual situation...

Uncle Warlock indeed wandered through a thick purple halo.

Shan Ye couldn't help but shrink back.

"Lin Zi, do you think this sex will affect the normal functioning of a healthy and strong waist?"

Lin Chou replied: "Get out!"

By the way, the mentality of the uncle Warlock really interfered with his lucky attributes?What kind of magical theory is this?

"what is that?"

Uncle Warlock had half a chicken leg in his mouth, and pointed his finger at something displayed on the kitchen shelf.

"That one?"

Lin Chou took a look, then retracted his gaze like a needle.

"Um...dried fish..."

Most of the shelves on the walls are filled with pickled products that are not suitable to be placed directly on the ground in contact with the ground, and occasionally there are also expensive seasoning sauces and the like.

We must know that a cook always attaches great importance to this kind of thing. They are used to stocking all kinds of semi-finished sauces, sauces and dried spices specially used to make a certain dish.

Most of these bottles and cans are dark and dull in color, and very few may still be covered with a layer of white hair or green oily bubbles. Only the one pointed out by the warlock is a mixture of pure white, brilliant red, and green and green. Especially fresh and conspicuous.

Uncle Warlock said,

"I want to eat that."

Lin Chou helpless,

"This thing...not very tasty..."

Shan Ye: "???"

Oh damn?How can I still hear from your Lin Moumou that his cooking is not delicious?

Lin Chou sighed and could only take the things down and put them in front of the warlock.

"You can taste it."

Uncle Warlock wrung out the bottle cap, a pungent fish smell came over his face.

"Emmmm...fuck..."

Uncle Warlock changed a mouth-spitting emoticon on the spot.

Lin Chou said slowly,

"These are the leftovers I collected when I made fish. Fish tails, cheeks, fish intestines, etc. Some dishes are not used in these parts. When I was young, my father would occasionally fry these things. It was baked and marinated, and I made this that day when I suddenly wanted to lift up."

"Uh...then misplaced the pepper..."

The devil is spicy and mutated.

After making it, Lin Chou took a bite, and then was abandoned there. Boss Lin drank the whole bucket of Happy Water at the time. This thing is not a spicy food that a normal person can bear.

The fish pieces of these dried pickled fish are obviously grilled on charcoal after air-drying to remove excess water and grease. The surface has a beautiful burnt texture, and most of the fish meat is some weird part with bones. , Especially the triangle meat behind the gills where the fish head and the fish body are connected. It doesn't smell much fishy, ​​and there are not many peppers in the jar.

But as soon as the warlock put it in his mouth, he understood what "life limit" was.

"Fuck you, did I adjust my sensory organs too sensitively? Why do I have a pain in my nose...ahhhhh..."

Lin Chou sweated.

He didn't dare to slam it again after eating it once, lest he hurt his sense of taste.

Uncle Warlock sprayed fire for a long time, dancing and dancing, and then suddenly roared.

"Cool!"

"Don't tell me, I feel better after eating this thing!"

Lin Chou: (⊙_⊙)

Confirmed, we really are two species.

"Yes, then you eat... I'll go around and see if the mountain pit snails and the osmanthus cicada are enough to collect a wave."

The part of the mountain stream in the back mountain is super huge after being modified by the system magic. There are all the common and uncommon terrains such as swamps, tidal flats, reed shoals, stone shoals, and small waterfalls. The fresh water attracted by various systems is stocked inside. Biology, among them, the part of the products where salt and fresh water meet is particularly abundant.

However, the number of snails and osmanthus cicadas is still not optimistic, even if Lin Chou restricts customers to order dishes, these two items are still in short supply.

In the past month, he has not gone to collect mountain pit snails and sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas. Well, I hope to get a surprise today.

Boss Lin walked around the crisscross water system and tidal flat swamp at will, disappointed.

"This is too little..."

Shankeng snails are better. Osmanthus osmanthus cicadas can't even be seen by a few adults. Although it is not the peak season for osmanthus cicadas, it is too cruel.

The fish in the fish pond were all fat, and a cloud of light gathered in their silly eyes.

There have not been many customers ordering crispy meat carp. As a result, the largest one has grown to more than 30 kilograms, and it is potentially like a monster under the water.

The various types of shrimp and crabs at the confluence of brackish and fresh water are simply enjoying their vacation life wantonly. They are everywhere, clumps and clumps, and they are very courageous when they see people coming to hide.

Nothing to say, grab a bucket and talk.

Is it fair?

I am such a big country, with thousands of mu of land!

This property is so terrible, the valuables can't be seen, and the worthless are always overflowing.

"Ok?"

Lin Chou saw a few light blue freshwater prawns with long claws in a ditch full of weeds. They were about the length of a slap. They didn’t look like the valuable Roche prawns. They should have been attracted. New varieties, of course, may also be mutated.

"How can you be so skinny? The poor little thing is very uncomfortable. I'm afraid it's not being abused by the little partner..."

The next consequences can be imagined. The long-clawed shrimp, which was suspected of being abused, was put in a basin by the compassionate boss Lin, and he was going to take it back to take care of it.

Lin Chou collected some water celery and burdock, and wanted to use these wild vegetables to cook chicken soup or something for himself.By the way, he dug a bag of small octopuses and a handful of blood cockles.

The Mingguang in July was when the temperature was high. He was actually a little irritable and looked around disappointedly.

"There are no interesting ingredients..."

The dog beep system, the output is not strong, are you also affected by the warlock master??

"Um... wait..."

Lin Chou saw the lush semi-wild cornfield with its ears coming out.

"I remember it was very sweet and fragrant when I ate it last time. It will look great when I get a few ears back and roast it."

There is still quite a lot of corn around Mingguang. It is a semi-wild crop that can grow all year round, even if no one takes care of the yield...

Of course, because they are of little value, before the Four Walls were built, ordinary people only occasionally went to the area close to the Three Walls to collect them.

Lin Chou put the things in his hands on the shore,

"Come on, wait here obediently, and go back as soon as you go down, and then we big guys will have a good conversation, and the location will be tentatively set at the kitchen and dinner table."