Chapter 242： Meditate (2/2)
A man in camouflage uniform came up with a hammer in his chest and an arch of his hand, and he came to an extremely standard meeting ceremony.
”Ahem, this...Major, is this?”
”Mr. Lin can call me Wang Biao. Hey, I have heard of Mr. Lin's name a long time ago. After waiting for more than a month, I finally applied for the funding!”
Lin Sorrow's face was full of question marks, what kind of funding, what mess.
Wang Biao coughed.
”Haha, the funding of the garrison has always been tight. In order for the brothers to eat this salt-baked chicken that activates the origin, I almost broke my waist. Boss Lin, brothers No. 566 are all here, please serve the food. Well, one salt-baked chicken per person, and another jar of three-color snake wine, which is poured into a hundred jars of Qingquan Mountain!”
WTF? !
Lin Chou was dizzy for a while, ”Five, 566 salt-baked chickens??”
Wang Biao laughed and said, ”Yes, don't get the numbers wrong, Boss Lin... Brothers, all have it!”
”Yes!!”
Shouts neatly.
”Stop!”
”Huh.”
”Rest in place, waiting for the food!”
”Swipe it.”
Five hundred and sixty-six garrisons sat neatly in a square array, looking at Lin Chou with piercing eyes.
Wang Biao continued, ”Brothers are all first-tier and second-tier. Lao Tzu will give you a jar of three-color snake wine and exchange it for a hundred jars of Qingquan Mountain. Today, everyone can have four bowls of wine to drink. I'm drunk, who is raised by my little mother!”
”Hahaha.”
Even the laughter is uniform, laugh together, collect together, three times, no more, no less, and it is extraordinarily loud, and it sounds like a very cheerful one.
For the first time, Lin Chou was downcast because of business, and muttered,
”It only takes two hours for one urn and twelve, five hundred and sixty-six are...I'll go to your uncle!”
”For the GR system, I want to apply for an oven that can bake five hundred salt-baked chickens!”
”Congratulations to the host, your wish has come true.”
EX? ? ?
In the backyard, fifty large tile urns of the same model were neatly arranged, and a red charcoal fire was burning underneath, and blue smoke had been emitted from the salt above.
”Send three more tile urns. The whole number is easy to calculate, **** it.”
The system was hidden, what Ren Linchou called, he just refused to come out and be scolded.
All morning, killing chickens, plucking hair, smearing seasonings, and bandaging them into the tank, Lin Chou was almost exhausted into a waste after he was busy.
On the other hand, the garrison soldiers sitting in the yard silent and motionless, even after waiting for a full six hours in a high temperature of 39 degrees, there is still no trace of distraction, and even the sweat on their faces has not been wiped once.
There were scattered hunters who wanted to come in behind, but they were frightened back by this posture, with a dazed expression on their faces.
Damn it, did Boss Lin offend the garrison to death? Come here to sit down and demonstrate?
Cai was carrying only twelve garrisons, and Lin Chou lay there pretending to die while rubbing his hands.
After Chi only mixed the wine, Wang Biao shouted.
”preparation!”
Just when Lin Chou thought they were going to eat, the garrison stood up screaming.
”The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring...”
This is a cantata of five hundred and sixty-six people.
The sound was extremely loud, it seemed like a volcano erupting from the chest, with a hot breath and thick blood.
Lin Chou's eardrums hummed straight along, and the hairs all over his body stood up instantly.
”Okay, eat!”
More than 500 people from the garrison hunting team just started their lunch.
Lin Chou took a deep look at Wang Biao, the garrison hunting team, I remember you.