Doomsday Pavilion

No one knows whether it is a real bug, anyway, a group of onlookers who don't know the truth have seen a cold sweat.

In the end, I'm crazy, this appetite is just good!

As the saying goes, eating is fragrant, and your body is good. You can see that the recipe of Lord Gungun is worthy of the accent that a Tier 6 alien beast should have.

Shan Ye excited, compared the hardness of the bone stick and the copper block, and finally found sadly that he seemed to have substituted himself into the scope of the rolling recipe unconsciously, and he almost cried out of his nose.

Damn it, I was wrong, Lord, I will never speak ill of you again.

Lin Chou righteously preached in words, it was nothing more than that as a member of Yanhuishan, he should take care of his family. If there is good stuff, he should go to the house to pull Balabala. The words have been separated from the low-level taste, and he vowed to prepare The birds and beasts on the Yanhui Mountain dragged the Marxist-Leninist path, which is the kind of common prosperity.

Gungun was eating bamboo while listening to Boss Lin’s small lecture hall blankly. He didn't know that the gadgets he brought back were not as high as Xiaoqiu's contribution value, and Lin could no longer hold the values ​​of Gungun.

Beep Beep Beep for a long time, Lin Chou waved his hand.

"Class end!"

Billowing Xiaoqing was relieved, and Sa Yazi ran towards the back mountain.

Lin Chou yelled behind his neck,

"Don't eat daddy's fish!!"

Sagong said dryly,

"Your fish, have you sold it?"

Lin Shou's face turned dark,

"Uh... why haven't I sold it!"

Sikong let out a cry,

"Have you ever sold it, don't you know how to force it?"

"roll!"

The crispy meat carp made with hard work, reconstruction and tossing feed, it seems that so far, there are really no customers patronizing except for the standard ration of billowing food.

Lin Chou had a deep resentment about this, the gang of fools in the base city were really unworthy, and they were stupid not to be in the right place.

The same is a prodigal, how much you can fill your stomach in my prodigal, why do you have to suffer from potted plants?

Shan Ye happily,

"The Linzi has not been opened for three years. The fisherman Jiang Taigong took the bait--just the price of the crispy meat. I shuddered when I saw it. Tsk tsk, if I had the money, it would be better for the puffer fish. One fish and three foods, cold fish skin, sashimi, and hot pot are all good, and it's delicious!"

Lin Chou forcibly explained,

"What puffer fish do ordinary people eat? I don't have a place to find so many unalienated puffer fish for them to eat, and I have to risk the base city to trouble me."

Sikong suggested,

"If you want me to say, just fish out and dry the salted fish. If you lose money, you have to take care of it. It's not annoying enough."

You just dry salted fish, your whole family is salted fish!

Lin Chou didn't think that this was a failure of his own investment plan, um, just that those who were willing to take the bait hadn't come, and didn't accept other opinions.

Sikong said,

"Oh, that's right, can you take the Sanhe Soup you made last time?"

Lin Chou snorted, that thing is not on the system list, it is still possible to take it out.

"What do you want it to do?"

Sikong smiled.

"There are a few elders in the research institute who help me see a doctor. When I get older, they all have rheumatism, bone disease, cold legs, etc. It's useful, isn't it?"

Lin Chou nodded,

"Of course it's useful, it's immediate."

"However, does Mingguang still have this... rare disease?"

To say that in this era, it is not so easy to get sick with ordinary people's physical fitness. Unless you die by yourself, don't you see that the hospital does not admit other patients except for children.

Sikong shrugged and smacked his lips.

"Don’t you know what kind of bizarre research the older generation of researchers, who are still ordinary people, are doing strange research. They have been in the cold and damp underground cavern experiment site all the year round with stuff that normal people would not touch, what? Radiation, dust and chronic poisoning are all drizzle-I don’t know if there are any research results that benefit the country and the people, but through this series of tossing down, they can at least save themselves less than ordinary people. Forty or fifty years."

"Puff..." Lin Chou reacted quickly, "Ahem, sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Sikong rolled his eyes.

"I know, anyway, there are a few old people who treat me as my own junior. They are very good, but they are a little bit old-fashioned... First bring them a bowl of Sanhe Tang to cure their old problems, and then wait. They believe it, and I’ll pack it up for them to eat a few half-crocodile dragons."

Lin Chou suddenly looked happy, patted his chest to make sure,

"Okay, look okay. I'll make two insulated lunch boxes for you to put in the past-in a while, you will bring half a liter of wild pepper oil, and pour it into a bowl, and make sure to eat it the night before and get up the next morning. All of them can run a 110-meter hurdle out of the world's leading level!"

Sikong thought about the full sense of science and technology of the directional blasting of wild pepper oil, and couldn't help but worry.

"It won't kill people, right? The power of that thing... think about it, I have liver tremors. They are all elderly ordinary people, and their bodies are weaker than me."

"Don't worry when I'm doing things, I'm stunned by the chrysanthemum crematorium for a while, and it's not a big deal at most." Seeing Sikong's gradually turning blue face, Lin Chou's face was contagious when Hua Laoshuan was holding a steamed bun with blood. Smile, "When the medicine is ready to cure the disease, pack it well~"

Sikong's mouth twitched,

"Hurry up and hold back that smile, I look panicked."

Several hunters stood up,

"Everyone, eat first. News is coming up in the wilderness from our side. A group of waste wood deer have come over these days. I have nothing to do with them by the way."

"Huh? That thing is useless. Will it be used as pig feed all the time?"

The leader of the second-order hunter smiled,

"Hey, it's useless. I can't hold that thing with big bones. It's not that Shan Ye lacks this thing in the past few days. If we get it back and give it to Shan Ye, it will be done?"

Huang Dashan has been collecting bones and sticks of strange animals recently, and the flowered mountain master has accumulated all the mountains and rivers, and he slapped his thigh when he heard that

"Fuck, you guys can do business, why my damn did not expect this!"

The waste wood deer is not used for other purposes, that is, the body is large and strong, and the bone marrow in the bones must not be fuller than the bones of cows?

It is suitable for feeding chickens... well, just as feeding**!

The biggest advantage is that it can't stand it and it's cheap. It's so cheap that hunters even drag them back.

The hunter smiled,

"The Lord Shan takes good care of us on weekdays, how dare to do the business of Lord Shan - there are blue feather finches on that side. It is the season when the birds are born and they need a lot of food. Blue feather finches love the waste wood deer. The meat, you just picked up the meat and left the bones to the Lord Shan. It's just that the big girls and little wives in the base city like the shawls made of blue feathers very much, and they can make a small profit."

Shan Ye waved his hand,

"If you work hard, there is no saying that you don't take money. Settle the accounts as usual. Don't come with you, Grandpa Dashan."

"Hey, what Shan Ye said is, then we will go first, and one day and one night, we will also come back."

"Yes, waiting for your good news."

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