Chapter 925: The one with the handle or the one without the handle (1/2)

Uncle Niu showed a clear rejection in his heart and actions.

What's wrong with fortune tellers? Fortune tellers also have principles. Okay, do you know the truth about doing what you don’t want to do to others?

The people next to me thought the proposition ”How to make Xue Tuan Lolita a bite of hot rice” is quite interesting. One by one, the brains began to diverge, and they came up with ideas: what to swallow directly with the pot and fire, and what is it for? The original source made the shell entrained private goods, and what was done without paying attention to the meat.

However, Mr. Lu Xun has something to say-in the face of absolute power, all skills are floating clouds.

Everything is useless, it can't be done at all.

The enthusiasm of this group of second goods is even more high. They have heated discussions in small teams, and they feel that they have become a team knowledge quiz competition——

Lin Chou can see that he can take the cold from the cold, and whoever stipulates that he must master this suspicious skill as a cook is simply too much of his grandma's brains.

For Lin, who was always worried about his poor intelligence by his own system, he expressed great pressure.

(My intelligence is running low, absolutely don't waste brain cells easily, save some use.)

It's really a waste of brain cells. This problem has obviously become a historical issue on Yanhui Mountain.

The hard-fought battalion and running water soldiers, all hunting teams that have been in and out of Yanhui Mountain for the past two days have shown extraordinary care and love for Mengmeng Daxue Tuan Lori. The uncle Niu and Ji Tang who are recuperating on Yanhui Mountain have been sitting there. I can't help it anymore, seeing the pain in my eyes and my heart, lamenting its misfortune and angering it:

I knock, Sun thief, the opportunity to cheer up with the fifth-order boss is close at hand, but you choose to ignore it?

Xue Tuanzi didn't hold any hope. If he really lived for two hundred years, then writing such thoughts on paper would surely bury Yan Huishan alive.

Xue Tuanzi is a master who can't stay idle, walking around and then walking around, except for daily meals, almost no person can be found.

It is worth mentioning that the Gao family sent him a stack of glittering source crystal cards shortly after Xue Tuanzi came to Yanhui Mountain, all in units of ”million”.

Lin Chou: Ahhhhhhh, is this reminding this handsome to sharpen the knife?

Early in the morning of the third day, Xue Tuanzi had a big meat bun in his hand, chewing the third one in his mouth, and bounced back to the back mountain. The Zu Mountain on the other side of the mountain stream became a bun in the past two days. The place where snow dumplings are ”walking”.

His hobbies seem to be a bit special, and he always likes to bring some inexplicable trophies back, such as a handful of fragrant and bright flowers, a basket of mushrooms that are extremely poisonous at first glance, a bunch of colorful pebbles...

And so on, from the sound to the behavior, it feels like a little girl who hasn't grown up-body size is not counted.

Huang Dashan was sobbing with a bun in his mouth.

”This Snowman feels a little weird, how should I put it, it gives people the feeling that they look at him more than once, and the favorability is unilaterally rising-all the hunting teams who came to Yanhuishan are turning around him. .”

Lin Chou said,

”How can I understand the big brother's world? Maybe you should consult Old Brother Niu Jitang about this kind of thing. They are professional.”

”Is it possible that this snowman's bloodline ability is to passively fill everyone's favorability?”

Huang Dashan shrugged, ”Body is like ice and heart is like fire?”

The two looked at each other, speechless.

Lin Chou scratched his head, ”Until now I haven't figured out why he said that Yanhuishan is very warm, and the blast furnace's stove is thousands of degrees too large to make this warmer, me? How could it be possible~”

Huang Dashan emmmmm for a while,

”In other words, the snowman's so-called'temperature' does not really mean'temperature'?”

Lin Sorrow said,

”I don't want to think about it, my brain hurts.”

The two talked for a while, and Bao Er rode up the mountain and silently took the radio that had never been used...ah no...the radio that was reimbursed after only one use was brought back to the base city for repair.

This machine and Uncle Niu’s unrestricted intercom were inexplicably eye-to-face. You came and I drew eyebrows, but I was tossed and wasted. Even the radio without the battery of Yuanjing kept talking for more than an hour, God knows How it was done.

Really use love to generate electricity?

Bao Er is speechless, I will take a break before I can use it. The start is unfavorable.

Bao Er just wanted to make a good start and used a big and vigorous list to make Boss Lin admire his ability to do things-don’t you look down on the small and small circulation points in the base city, from beginning to end. They all looked indifferent. My second, Bao Er, wanted to prove that you were wrong. The wrong one was outrageous. There were so many fat lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the base city that they were like cows. After they left, Lin Chou came. From the mountain animal pen, a Tier 3 bull with perfect body proportions was picked from it.

”Not much, there are only two left.”

There are a large number of fresh exotic animal carcasses in the cold storage, but there are still very few ”upper grade” exotic animals such as Lei Niu. The so-called upper grade is based on the angle of the ingredients rather than the level-not all exotic animals are Suitable for consumption.

The base city just picks out the poisonous animals that will cause obvious and adverse effects on the evolutionary, and then distributes them out according to the level. It will not consider whether the meat of a certain alien beast is suitable for eating or not. eat.

The evolutionists didn't mind the taste of alien meat, as long as they could provide enough source, they would not refuse it.

Every evolutionary who made a contribution in the battle of the beast tide can be divided into some. This is Mingguang’s old tradition, and there are many people sent to Lin Chou, but there are no top-notch ones. It should be the base. The city has considered the reason why Lin Chou has a huge underground cold storage?

Thank you, thank you...

Now Yanhuishan has become a brand-new option for some evolvers, in other words-it's not that the alien beasts are not enough to show off, but the evolvers have a high-sightedness.

Lin Chou only sells one piece of beef steak a week. The stock is very large, but the other parts are not enough, such as Tom Jerry's big steak, sizzling beef tongue, beef offal soup...

All of these need to be dealt with by the parts of the bull. Of course, the main reason for Lin Chou's decision to slaughter another bull is that his beloved hot hooves are about to be out of stock.

It takes a long time to dry the hooves naturally. You must prepare in advance, raise the knife in your hand, and leave the cow peacefully, and the blood of the cow will sink into the basin.

Blood tofu made of beef blood is a good choice for beef offal soup. Some hunting team cracked the human wall and asked Lin Chou to squeeze the blood into the meat when killing the cattle. The result of this is that the beef tastes more vigorously. It's even more fishy, ​​especially when the beef is fried with the salt of the salt, the juicy chicken is rich, and most people can't enjoy this visual feast.

The evolutionary, who fights in the wilderness all the year round, the taste is generally biased, and Lin Chou's cooking methods have also been slightly adjusted.

Huang Dashan suddenly came over,

”Come here, let me take a look. How long is this cow's whip? I'm going there. The iron rod is ground into a needle? Where is it?”

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

”This is a cow!”

Huang Dashan let out a lost cry, and took a look around the animal pen.

”Why don't there be any bulls? How about bullying bulls?”

Lin Chou is really too lazy to take care of this stuff.

”It's not when your two little yellow chickens are still there, especially with the female cows saved by the hunting team.”

Huang Dashan was embarrassed,

”The mother is good, the mother is even better!”

Lin Chou: ”...”

Vulgar, too vulgar, this guy has less and less ac count in his heart.

Lin Sorrow said quietly,

”Actually, it doesn't have to be a bullwhip. For example, as you just said, it's also a must.”

Huang Dashan: ”?”

At this time, Xue Tuanzi suddenly came back from Houshan, still carrying the basket that had been with him for two days.

Xue Tuanzi saw that Lin Chou was dismembering a cow and said,

”Eat more lamb, lamb warm tonic, it is a heart-warming ingredient.”

Lin Chou and Huang Dashan: ”...”

The basket of snow dumplings returned again full of loads, Lin Chou asked with a smile.

”What did you find today?”