Chapter 236： Lonely Scallion Pancake (1/2)
Generally speaking, good things should be shared with everyone... well, this is bullshit.
The reality is that good things must be sold at a relatively equal price to be serious—especially when a local tyrant passes by.
One of the three bonito has been alienated. Even if the ”Boss's Little Secret” mission does not appear, Lin Chou can provide it to customers. Of course, if there is a mission, a spoonful of stew is perfect.
Sikong said while playing with a huge black pearl.
”Lin Chou, what do you think of my black pearl, its color, its purity, its roundness... how does it compare to the one you gave to Miss Jiang?”
Lin Chou glanced at it. The pearl was five centimeters in diameter. It was surprisingly large, and the brilliance that it reflected was believed to dazzle anyone's eyes.
Unfortunately, Lin Chou was not interested in such things at all.
”Where did it come from?”
Sikong smiled playfully, ”Bafanglou, from the Xue family.”
”Sent from the Xue family?”
Sikong Dao,
”I don't know what Xue Ming is doing. It seems like planting in my house every day, and I'm so annoyed.”
Lin Chou didn't answer this question, and Bafanglou was forced to change its name because of his credit. The hatred is hatred or resentment, and Lao Xue was too tossed, holding on to others, it was not good.
Sagong’s giant duck did not come. Lin Chou expressed his relief. It was rare to have a cup of cold glutinous rice and golden coconut coconut milk for the face, with a smile on his face and a gentle voice.
”It's free!”
Sikong opened his mouth wide.
”You are so kind?”
Lin Chou continued to smile,
”Um, Sora, have you heard of bonito?”
Sikong looked wary and suspicious,
”Um, worry, have you heard of Amway?”
Lin Chou was filled with Amway's mouth and choked silently.
Sikong asked, ”What kind of fish?”
Lin Chou was immediately full of blood and resurrected,
”Bonito, the taste is quite tender, it is most suitable for sashimi. This is a warm pond bonito that is hard to find in the Black Sea. The meat is several times fatter than ordinary bonito...”
Sikong breathed a sigh of relief.
”I was shocked. It turned out to be spending money. I said it earlier, what are you doing so serious, with a strange expression-this son thought you had something indescribable.”
”...”
”But I don’t want to eat sashimi today, Lin Chou, do you know that the scallion pancakes are the scallion pancakes that can be split into two in the middle. Oh, when I passed by Xiacheng today, I saw a group of porters eating. Ah, I can smell it all the way!”
Sikong pointed to the bodyguards standing outside the door, a little angry and helpless.
”These guys said they wouldn't let me eat anything. Why, this son can't eat two scallion pancakes in circulation? It's so delicious in the world, it's obviously delicious... alas...”
”Scallion... Scallion pancake?”
Lin Chou Fufu, are the brain circuits of children from rich families different from those of normal people?
”Yes, with some lamb soup, beef soup and red oil, you can also eat it in a soak, I'm drooling just thinking about it!”
”Well, on this hot day, or in the afternoon, you want to eat scallion pancakes and soup?”
”Is there a problem?”
drop,
”Triggering continuous missions, the boss's little secret: As the chef **** of the future apocalypse, how can you be easily seen through by stupid low-level primates?