Doomsday Pavilion

Under the tight eyes of the four people, Lin Chou only brought out a bowl.

"Old Zhao, try it."

Zhao Qingcang put on a skeptical gesture, "Why does daddy always feel that you are using daddy as a guinea pig?"

"If you don't eat, I'll do it myself!"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and moved the bowl in front of him.

Well, Lin Chou did calm down the mind of letting Lao Zhao try poison. The main ingredient of this thing is Tier 4 carnivore. With the black heart system's urinary sex, it may be any tricky after eating. Lao Zhao's high-rank awakens. The person is there, is it a waste?

Besides, after Lao Zhao ate it, Lin Chou could immediately know the effect and determine whether others could eat it.

Old Zhao is anxious.

"Fuck, I want Daddy to make great achievements in his life. Do you understand the role model or the role model? You should take the lead and lead by example. Let alone a small bowl of soup, it is poison. I have to drink it first. Don't move. I am coming! Whoever grabs me and who is anxious!"

Everyone was speechless.

Yes, you have big breasts, you have the final say, we will not delay you from giving up your life.

Old Zhao picked up an old bowl that was bigger than his head and said, "It's smashing..."

With a touch of his mouth on his sleeves, the big sea bowl Duang paused on the table, "Cool, let's have another bowl!!"

"Fuck!"

Lin Chou couldn't help but explode.

No wonder it looks like a starving ghost reborn every day. In this posture, after the cook of Zhao died of anger, the coffin board had to be nailed more than a hundred nails, and he had to hire someone to hold it day and night.

The boss with his mouth open, his lips kept trembling, no, the whole person was trembling, and the corners of his mouth murmured a few words repeatedly, and he couldn't see what he was talking about.

Zhao Ziyu was full of admiration, did you see it, this is my grandfather, he is really a hero who stands up and down...what is an old saying?

Yes, the great man, eat big meat and drink big bowls!

Di, "Congratulations to the host for making a recognized delicacy: Dragon Tiger Fighting. The first time you make it, you get a 120% special effect bonus, eliminating some negative effects, and all attributes are +21.

Nine destiny and one mind: Buddha said that there are nine destinies for cats, which are connected, spirit, calm, righteous, enlightened, light, essence, qi, and god.

Knowing Yin & Yang of heaven and earth, smart and sensitive, calm as a virgin, correct the original mind, perceive the changes in the four directions, touch the light, color, sound and fragrance, eat the essence of the sun and the moon, and receive the Spiritual Qi of all things in the heaven and earth.

This state lasts for seven seconds, the heart feels nine repairs, and it is all based on the predatory method.

Note: The price of this dish must not be less than 8 million circulation points. "

Di, "Congratulations to the host for rationally arranging the ingredients, comprehending one of the essence of the kitchen, and making the fourth-order boutique rare dishes. It is fully recognized by the Apocalypse God of Kitchen System and included in the God of Cooking menu. An intermediate lucky draw opportunity is specially rewarded. Intelligence value + 4. To reward with money, hope that the host will spare no effort to spare no effort."

"Should you use the intermediate lottery opportunity immediately?"

"Use... wait, what the hell is Jiu Ming Yixin? Daddy doesn't feel anything at all?!"

"Intermediate lottery, orange special, random skill level +1, skill designated as knife worker.

Friendly Reminder: Nine revisions of the heart, all based on fate, and host conditions do not match. Please behave yourself, don't mess around, damn it. "

"In other words, daddy's own dishes are of no use to him?"

The ear, nose and throat system brushed out a series of ellipsis.

"What's the use of this handsome TM wanting you to be a scammer? Wow, yeah, draw your sword!"

Systematic yellow character, "childish behavior."

"..."

Boss Zhao Qingcang was unhappy, staring at the bull's eyes.

"Hiccup! It all depends on how daddy is doing. What is it that Lin Xiaozi is so dazed about? Give daddy another bowl! I ate too fast and didn't taste the taste... Hurry up... Why doesn't the boss have any eyesight when he is too young? How do you do business?"

Lin Chou smiled, "No problem, swipe the card to pay."

Old Zhao threw out a card, "Hurry up."

"Huh".

The blue light flashed and the card was swiped.

Old Zhao rubbed his eyes, "Wait, wait a minute, how many did you brush, did Daddy's eyes bleed, and how many zeros are TM?"

Lin Chou spread his hands, "Six zeros."

Old Zhao spit out a mouthful of old blood, "One, sixteen million?! Little bastard, do you think I'm like a fool? Daddy is going to tear you up and drink..."

Lin Chou said frankly, "This is a medicated diet, don't you understand? A medicinal diet made of Tier 4 caracal cats! Your old man still doesn't know how much a caracal cat is worth?"

Zhao Qingcang was so angry that he was shivering when he talked, "Shit medicated diet, except for a tiny amount of the original power, tell me, where is it?"

Lin Chou hesitated, "Well, this... Your old man's aptitude seems to be not high enough to feel the benefits brought by the battle."

Zhao Qingcang sneered. It seemed that if Lin Chou didn't give the old man a satisfactory explanation, he would very likely be killed on the spot.

Zhao Ziyu was drooling, his big eyes blinking and blinking, very cute.

"Grandpa Grandpa, can you wait and make noise again, the food is going to be cold..."

Zhao Qingcang glared at him, and Xiao Zhao Young Master shrank his neck, crying.

Old Zhao was helpless, his tone revealed rare kindness,

"Yu'er, that's the dishes made by Tier 4 monsters. You can't eat them yet... You're still young, and you're an ordinary person, so your bones can't withstand the impact of your origin."

Lin Chou's goose bumps all fell to the ground. This old man, being gentle, is more lethal than blowing a beard and staring.

Sure enough, the elderly are completely immune to this kind of cuteness from grandchildren.

Zhao Ziyu winked at Lin Chou proudly, but Lin Chou said, "Ziyu can eat."

Zhao Qingcang seemed to be able to swallow him in one bite, "What did you kid say? This is a joke!"

Lin Chou nodded very solemnly, "Ordinary people can eat this dish with confidence."

"this..."

Zhao Ziyu resorted to his hand, and he was thrown out of the clouds in front of Lin Chou and others as a small adult, and shook Zhao Qingcang's big hand away.

"Grandpa Grandpa..."

"Grandpa Grandpa is the best!"

"Brother Chou said he can eat it!"

"Grandpa Grandpa, don't you feel distressed about the circulation point, right?"

Zhao Qingcang jumped up like a spring under his butt.

"Two more bowls, no, three bowls! Let the bald head follow along and taste it, but daddy wants to see who has the illusory qualifications, if four people eat it, there is no use for eggs. This dish, hehe... Hugh blame daddy for tearing down your broken shop and tearing up your skin lantern!"

Huang Dashan was almost hit by the sudden surprise, and almost pissed his pants with excitement.

"You don't need to pay for the Lord Shan's share." Lin Chou said, "The Lord Shan has already paid for it."

Shan Ye looked dazed, fucking, worrying about what kind of bad wind the kid smoked, bleeding heavily?

Four bowls of steaming dragons and tigers were placed on the table, Leng Han's nose fluttered, and he sniffed gently.

Yep?

This is not right!

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