Doomsday Pavilion

Boss Lin basically didn't participate in these guys' discussions, he was still thinking about Earth Dragon in his heart.

Hey, put that thing in a three-centimeter-thick cast iron pan with thick oil and red sauce, stir-fry and stew, with a little bamboo, it feels like it will flow out of the old Doha Lazi.

"I think he is thinking about delicious."

"Obviously, we mentioned Earth Dragon just now."

"Not necessarily, maybe Brother Chou wants to make the pickle he said?"

"...Normal people have illusions about the smell of that kind of thing?"

"Why not?"

Leng Han looked at Zhao Ziyu’s eyes as if he was looking at a lonely widow in need of care.

"Ziyu, remember, the fish and shrimp marinated in the sauce are all stinky."

"What about the remaining one percent?"

"It's very smelly."

"..."

"Uh..." Lin Chou came back to his senses, "What are you doing looking at me in a daze?"

"Brother Chou," Zhao Ziyu held his chin with both hands, "I have to say that you seem to be really good at being in a daze."

"Uh..."

WDNMD, is there anyone else to boast about this?

"Just now I..."

"My Wife Brother!"

Zhao Ziyu directly said excitedly in a tone that I have completely seen through you,

"Are you going to run away from home again? Where are you going to play this time? In the mountains or on the sea? Take me!"

Wow~

The people on Yanhui Mountain turned their heads and glared, especially those people outside the house, whose eyes seemed to have penetrated the mountain and the walls, focusing on Lin Chou.

"Uh..."

Lin Chou was always embarrassed.

But who made him have such a criminal record?

"It doesn't mean that at all," Lin Chou pouted, "but you say that, it seems that I haven't really been in a long time..."

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Buzz!"

There were countless messy sounds for a while. Some people crushed the skull carvings of alien animals that were carefully carved in their hands and prepared to sell them at a reasonable price. Some broke chopsticks, and some people were surrounded by layers of original glow. Look at those few people. With that brutal expression, it seemed that Boss Lin could be beaten into a high paraplegia at any time.

"No... my brother..."

"I have the highest level package for the third month, I can get up to the fifth level by looking at it!"

"Shrimp pig heart! You are shrimp pig heart!!!"

"Oh huh~" Old Zhao said with a smile, "You see, sometimes it's more important than you think about it."

Lin Chou suffocated his old face and flushed--

What do these people mean?

I haven't said to leave yet. Hey!

You guys can't hold back this rebellious mentality like this!

Although the earth dragon does not seem so attractive, if you think about it this way, sneak away and grab a few earth dragons to find a beautiful feng shui treasure place and grill it, and then some frozen small beer on the whole, tut~

Of course, this was definitely not because Boss Lin wanted to skip work again.

The main thing is to teach this group of guys who disregard the dignity of a qualified small shop owner a profound lesson, so that they know what is dangerous and complicated in society!

The more Lin Chou thought about it, the more he felt the urge to scorch from his chest to the Dingmen acupoint.

"This thing must be done, it must be taken!"

Who are the evolutionaries? A group of old fried dough sticks, powerful ruffians and savvy ghosts, Lin Chou, Lin Moumou, who is full of qi training skills, is not as good as a third of Allier. Dim thoughts are clearly written on his face. It can be said that he can drive the car directly from the kindergarten to the nursing home with just one butt.

"He wants to run!!"

"Tie it!"

"The kind of four horses!"

"Tortoiseshell."

"Hang on the beam!"

"It's the opposite!"

The group is excited.

The posture of the evolutionaries is almost like the old ladies rushing into the supermarket to grab discounted eggs and rice...

Lin Chou looked embarrassed-damn, how did they see it?

"Bah, young man."

The old man Zhao put on the innocent second-rate look of the Zhao family's ancestors. With his expression, it is basically certain that Zhao Er is definitely Zhao Qingcang's...

"I'm still too young, I put all my thoughts on my face and I asked why others know?"

Zhao Qingcang chuckled twice,

"Hey, Lin Xiaozi, you have finished the food and the wine. My Leng Dazhong made it easy to come over once, and I didn't even care about it, so you can make this for my girls? How about you feeding the cat?"

Lin Chou:...

Obviously you are the only one who eats, only you!!

Leng Han was simply fed up with this old little troublemaker, and as a result, Mr. Zhao even said to himself,

"Look, what a family scene, what a warm atmosphere, it's like a family eating and chatting like a family in the sunset before the cataclysm, but it's a pity, tusk, because of some little thief , It’s the food, the wine..."

Everyone:???

It’s not the old man, where did you feel the so-called "family warmth" on this table?

Besides, if you just say this in front of a group of irrelevant gossip parties, are you not afraid that Leng Tyrannosaurus and Lin Chang will become angry???

Looking at Lin Chou, that kind of simple and straight otaku face seemed to be only a little bit embarrassed, and nothing else.

but...

"Zhao! Qing!"

"Eh~"

The old man interrupted her neatly, and did not give her a chance to find faults.

The old man rummaged on the shelf near the counter,

"According to my old man’s experience, only when what is said—oh—debunks the facts, or the facts that some people are thinking about, those people will become inexplicable or even irritated, oh, look at me. What, is this mushroom sauce, mushrooms?"

"Hey don't--"

A finger of black mushroom sauce was put in his mouth, and Father Zhao’s eyes lit up instantly.

"Fuck, it's so fresh!"

Lin Chou wiped his face, his expression frozen.

"That's truffle!"

"The kind that can poison Tier 4 Black Mountain wild boar?"

"Yes, the kind that can poison Tier 4 Black Mountain wild boar."

Zhao Qingcang held up the twisted small glass bottle, looked at it blankly, and suddenly licked it again.

"Do you think this thing will get a lot of energy after a few bites... hiccup..."

Boom!

The big guys are so fucking silly,

"Fuck you, Mr. Zhao is poisoned..."

"Boss Lin, why did you put such a poisonous thing on the food shelf?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Boss Lin just hasn't found a way to detoxify for the time being."

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Lin Chou smiled slightly and looked at Leng Han.

"How long can I stay here this time? What do you want to eat at night? What do you want for supper?"

Zhao Ziyu wailed and raised his hand.

"Brother-in-law, eat mutton, your brother-in-law wants to eat mutton!"

Lin Chou: (_)

Cold Han: ψ(*´)ψ

Zhao Ziyu: (ಥ_ಥ)

"Wait, so no one really cares what is going on with Mr. Zhao, the person is still falling on the ground, ah, the trough has started to spit, green!!!"