Doomsday Pavilion

After a long day of absent-minded waiting, the time finally came to the afternoon of the 15th.

Lin Chou carried the little sheep and stuffed it into the portal, and got in too.

He did not intend to delay business hours tomorrow. Although the system had stated that Lin Chou could be closed on Saturdays and Sundays, he had never done so.

Well, at most, I use the small blackboard occasionally to try my best to be a very hardworking and pragmatic restaurant owner-the cute little Qianqian has been dancing and waving to him.

It was dinner time, the smoke in the alley was faintly heated, and Lin Chou's nest was like another world, coldly clear.

He didn't stay too much, and hurriedly got into Uncle Hu's house.

In the absence of Erhu, the only person in the yard was Uncle Tiger sitting on the edge of the stove and drinking wine with pickles.

"Well, the forest is here, why are you so idle today?"

"Uncle Tiger!"

Lin Chou had a happy laugh, sitting on the long bench, pinched a pickle from the bowl and threw it into his mouth.

"Potherb mustard? It's salty..."

"Smelly boy!"

"Hey-hey."

Uncle Hu knew Lin Chou's intentions without asking.

"Well, wait a minute, and leave after dinner. The car is coming soon."

"A lot of people?"

Uncle Hu thought for a while,

"Tonight, the moon is big...it should be a good harvest. Doesn't this all in the alleys have to follow? By the way, there should be dozens of people."

"good."

The two were talking, and there was a sudden engine noise at the door.

"Didi!"

The horn rang a few times, and the people outside shouted,

"Go, go, the car is here!"

Uncle Hu took out a few bags, "Okay, let's go, you kid jumped when you were young. Before, your dad wouldn't let you go to Niutou'ao and you were crying and making noise, ha."

Lin Chou corrected it,

"Heaven Col."

Uncle Hu smiled.

"Well, Heaven Col, your kid has a good memory."

The car parked at the door is not someone else's. The drivers are Bao Er and Ma Liu.

When the two saw Lin Chou, they immediately rushed up.

"Boss Lin, why are you here... you are also interested in this thing?"

"certainly."

Lin Chou didn't say much, just smiled, and he was in a surprisingly good mood.

People who were going to catch silkworms gathered from all over the alley and jumped into the carriages, helping each other.

The old neighbors greeted him enthusiastically-he often asked Bao Er to bring back some salt-baked chicken and the like on weekdays, and he never had a chance.

"Oh, Sorrow is back, and want to play too?"

"Haha, I'm back."

"Lin Zi, why don't you know how to call someone after seeing my sister-in-law?"

"Uh..."

After staring at the speaker carefully for half a minute, Lin Chou said hesitantly,

"Sister Hu?"

Sister Hu returned him with big eyes, "What kind of garlic!"

Lin Chou scratched his head, he is not to blame.

Today's Sister Hu is not wearing a soy sauce gown that she has never changed all year round, but a dark purple midi skirt that highlights her figure. Her hair is also gathered up, and she even draws her eyebrows and powders, making her look radiant and young. He didn't dare to recognize it anymore.

"Hey, Linzi, don't you know? The Calabash baby is arrogant and won't mention the scholarship. Qin Shan still has two people coming to visit Sister Hu with rice noodles in three days. Qin Shan Jingui holds Calabash baby for fear of being robbed by other schools. go."

"Is that right, the little bunny in my family eats the salt-baked chicken you sent, but there is no movement, I am anxious to death."

Lin Chou pretentiously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hi... scared me, I thought my sister-in-law, you remarried a rich man."

"Hahaha."

The jokes that were not too funny made Giving Face laugh.

Sister Hu scorned,

"Fuck you, see if my sister-in-law won't screw your ears off!"

Bao Er yelled from the front,

"Everyone, everyone is here, let's walk?"

"Go and go!"

Bao Er's swaying big truck is still covered with an alloy fence, which is no different from the car that loaded cattle for long distances before the catastrophe. It is not good-looking, but safe.

The main east gate facing the dark sea is different from other gates in that it directly leads to the sea, so entry and exit are allowed at night.

——Not allowed. Most of Mingguang’s food sources are at sea, and no one knows when the sea fishing boats will arrive.

But the east gate is surrounded by mountains on both sides and there is no road. If a vehicle wants to enter the city from here at night, it has to go around a sea cliff.

Bao Er drove on the Huancheng Road and left the main east gate in more than two hours. A red envelope as the exit fee is indispensable.

The next road was not easy to walk, it was full of soft sand and silt. Fortunately, there were a lot of people talking and I felt like I was there in a while.

The place where everyone got off was a large stretch of rushes and reeds on the seashore. After crossing this place and climbing a small cliff, they arrived at Niutou'ao.

Ngau Tau Au presents a standard half-moon shape, with coconut trees and clusters of mangrove trees everywhere, and even a lot of purple wild flowers, golden birds on the beach, and the sea breeze as soon as the coconut fragrant and floral scent brush over the tip of the nose at the same time, it is beautiful.

Since a certain garrison leader from the base city came here to take a look, he felt that the bull's head au was unpleasant and not literary enough, and the big mouth of the bull's head au had to be renamed Tiantang au.

Well, it's said that he also put up a pen and set up a monument, making a lot of applause.

The crowd arrived at Niutouao a little later, it was already more than ten o'clock in the night, and they rushed into the sea in a hurry.

"Quickly, quickly, it's going to be a while."

The torch ignited, illuminating the sea.

The clear shoal water is not as deep as the chest. Large swaths of spiral cotton-like creatures rise from the bottom of the sea and swim fast. There are so many creatures that the entire beach is stained white by them against the backdrop of torches. .

This is the sandworm, um, to be more precise, it is "a part" of the sandworm.

The sandworm is a very magical creature. When the breeding season comes, the tail muscles and organs of their body will rapidly degenerate, while the gonads are abnormally enlarged, so they are always ready.

Perhaps they used the moon as a signal of their courtship, and started timing after the moon rises. Within two hours, all the gonads, which are soft and full of sperm and eggs, will escape from their bodies and swim freely like a propeller. Raise the surface to complete mating-this is also only two hours a year.

The only remaining head of the sandworm will give birth to a new tail, which will continue to survive year after year.

Sandworms are widely distributed in the Atlantic Ocean, especially in Samoa.

This kind of worm, which is called "Paralu" by local indigenous people, has a noble status and extraordinary status. People love its deliciousness and call it "Vanuatu caviar".

However, if the sandworms want to survive on the southern coast of Greater China, part of the fate of being boiled in the soup will never be avoided.

There, in Laoguang's site, they are also called "flat food", except for the soup, they are mainly used as bait.

The popularity of the sand silkworm is far less than that of the insects that the old people have enjoyed for many years, but the appearance rate of certain types of sand silkworms is still quite high.

For example, "Bobitworm".

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