Chapter 914： Poor forgotten man (1/2)

If you don’t consider the two pairs of B cups that suddenly appear, Li Heigou’s encounter can only be regarded as a tragedy-comedy-level basic plot, but if you add these four Naoko, you will be completely aspiring horror film. Possibility of supporting roles.

As for what the **** is Yanfu--

It can be posted just by smelling it, and it is too late for such a woman Li Heigou to hide.

Huang Dashan groaned, then sighed,

”It's a model of a dad who was born with a holy light. Why should those scum who only have two Naoko compete with you?”

As a result, Li Heigou's willingness to kill Prince Huang on the spot was even more cracked.

Everyone didn't understand how long Prince Huang's brain circuit was--or why we all were poor people became Prince Huang, even the shape of the brain circuit is estimated to be a neatly arranged ”show” character.

Under the troubles of Lord Shan, Li Heigou's freshness was completely taken away without wandering around in everyone's mouth.

emmmmmm, the major cataclysm is not surprising in these years. Even if Li Heigou came to the mountain with a fox head and a wolf head, he would definitely not XXX to turn over a rare animal and sell it for tens of thousands of circulation points. The topic has attracted a lot of attention.

Speaking of topics, wine, women and circulation points are the eternal theme of hunters.

Of course, all the evolutionaries who came to Yanhui Mountain would voluntarily omit the middle one in front of Prince Huang.

No matter how experienced you are, you can't make a woman who can stabilize the Queen of Luan Mountain, so why bother to find yourself unhappy.

”One more bowl!” The prince put the bowl on the table firmly, his sleeves acted as a towel and wiped a handful of oil stars on the corner of his mouth, ”The last time I ate the noodles, I was at the southern seaside and grabbed a tender noodle. Big yellow croaker-it's the big yellow flower, old and beautiful.”

Huang Dashan's nostalgia to saliva,

”Fry some scallions in the oil, and the boiled lasagna will let people eat all their tongues.”

Bao Er also mixed a large old bowl of chicken cong oil noodles. First he took a sip of hazel chicken chicken cong fresh soup, and then mixed the noodles in the bowl vigorously.

”No, no, no, you have to eat dry noodles. The hand-rolled soda noodles are very chewy and shining brightly. You must use chopsticks to pick them up and mix well, even the simplest scallion noodles. It can also greedy others for good or bad.”

Bao Er took a sip, which had to be half a bowl, and then his expression was quite sullen, ”wide-eyed.”

Shan Ye said,

”You know what a fart, noodle soup is the kingly way, the original soup becomes the original food, the ancestors must have told us it is correct.”

”Hey, Lord Shan, how many bowls are you now?”

”...”

Su Yourong showed a pair of bright eyes from behind the bowl that was bigger than her head, and stared at Huang Dashan enthusiastically.

A group of Huang Dashan panicked-this is the so-called short-mouthed people. If you dare to pop half of your mouth, I am afraid that Su Yourong's collection of pan molds will be more abundant.

There was a shout from outside,

”Boss Lin, add some dishes! Braised beef intestines, radish side dishes, big stews, meat dishes!”

Lin Chou agreed,

”Okay~”

The evolvers are of course not satisfied with a portion of noodles and a few bowls of soup. The people outside said in a negotiating tone,

”Boss Lin, I will pack a few more steamed buns tomorrow morning. Everyone is going to have breakfast and take a stroll in the wilderness. They want to go far and try their luck.”

Lin Chou pondered,

”No problem, if you guys can make me sleep well at night~”

A large group of evolving people suddenly laughed out of their hearts--

”Look, okay, you don't sleep anymore tonight, which dog said that the panting noise is louder, Lao Tzu snoring? It doesn't exist at all!”

”Yes, yes, that's the truth.”

”Hey, when did I start to book breakfast with our Master Haihuang, full of happiness.”

While they were talking, several groups of people followed and ordered dishes. Naturally, the so-called big stew, which is stewed black mountain wild pork in a big pot, was indispensable.

Big stew has become the most popular dish besides pig blood soup and beef offal soup on Yanhui Mountain. Hunters almost use big stew as a ”meal” to fill their stomachs.

The taste of the stew and the side dishes are randomly matched according to Lin's mood, but most of them will be maitake mushrooms, potatoes, and pucai. The taste is mainly spicy. In a big pot, it is basically half a black mountain wild boar. The portion is available at any time without waiting, the price is close to the people, and cheap to suffocating.

A big stew delivered to the evolvers is ten to twenty catties, and the price is only one hundred circulation points-even salt-baked chicken is two hundred and five. What's the difference between this and free delivery?

This is the only way for Lin Chou to have this abnormal operation. The most representative ones are the ”offcuts” products of all parts of the cow except for the Tomahawk steak: beef offal soup, braised beef intestines, salty stone fried meat...

Don't even think about it in other places, the hair on the high-level strange beasts can't wait to sell them one by one.

Lin Chou's helpless ”blood and tears” turned into huge ”shining spots” in the eyes of the hunters, so these guys were clamoring ”Black Heart Forest” and ”Iron Rooster”, the number of times they came here. Not only do they see less, they become more frequent.

Until five o'clock in the afternoon, the talents from the base city came to an end. In addition to a full meal of chicken pine oil noodles, everyone at least packed N bottles of chicken pine oil for emergencies.

Hunters will not easily light a fire in the wilderness, lest they attract hordes of strange beasts, unless they have a certain degree of confidence or find a suitable, hidden place.

If you can’t spend the night in the wilderness, apart from the dry barbecue, there will only be all kinds of dry food brought from the base city-just pick one from the hunter and ask him what is the most unbearable when he is on the mission. In all likelihood, the answer will be about three meals in the wilderness.

The last meal of barbecue and the next dry food are all this stuff when you are on duty three hundred and sixty-five days a year. There are not a few people who suffer from psychological shadows. With these chicken fir oils, bringing a few bread and buns is better than eating barbecue Much stronger.

Lin Chou's price for half-liter canned chicken fir oil is 600 circulation points, which is very cheap, with a limit of one can per person per day.

Even so, the chicken fir oil boiled in the afternoon still brought him an income of 970,000 circulation points.

Huang Dashan couldn't overcome this.

”Linzi, you are ruining the market. You are not afraid of buying it at other restaurants for a cabbage price and using it as you like?”

Lin Chou shrugged,

”I have Ji Cong here, and the light is so big. If they can lose this person, I don't care at all.”

Huang Dashan is right to think about it, I am afraid that starting from today, the full-bright chicken fir, whether it is produced here by Lin Chou or not, will be rewarded with the Yanhuishan label, and it will not be wiped off.

”Besides, the output of this thing is so large, it can't be rotten in the ground-Bao Eryi will return to the base city to bring some points to the alley.”

”Okay,” Bao Er agreed, and suddenly patted his forehead, ”It's broken, that bowl of coconut milk jelly is still in the car!”

Bao Erhuo ran out scorchingly, but the thing was hundreds of thousands of circulation points, and it was uncertain what it was like to be tossed in the box.

After a while, Bao Er came in with a weird face holding a white porcelain bowl that was still braving for a while.

”Brother Sorrow, I think you must go to the scientific research institute to do research more reliable than the old guys who can't eat nothing. This box is not a black technology...”

The coconut milk jelly in the white porcelain bowl was intact except for a few cracks on the surface, and it was basically the same as the one Lin Chou had just taken out.

system,

”Di, as judged by this system, this test completely meets the standard and slightly exceeds the standard, and the takeaway business can enter the trial operation stage.

Dishes can be delivered at present: except for pork blood soup, fire tomahawk steak, dragon tiger fight.

The current scope of delivery: Mingguang.

Delivery person: Bao Er.

Other terms: to be added.

Note: It is recommended that the host be compassionate, and please be sure not to have the idea of ​​defaulting on the wages of the new employees, which will make the system feel very embarrassed and damned. ”

Lin Chou: ”...”

Fuck the dog beep system, tell me clearly, hello, when have we owed employees' wages...

The sack of the ball?

Looks like, seems, probably really owed arrears--

Cough!

Lin Chou glanced at Chi only, who seemed to be aware of it.

It is impossible to have a salary, and it is impossible to have a salary in this life. The hard work of sweating like rain while eating is the water that entered the mind of your blood **** tribe...

It's not good to worship, but I chose such a sketchy foodie.

Lin Chou said to Bao Er,

”You should be familiar with this business? Do you need me to make some banner ads?”

Bao Er laughed,