Doomsday Pavilion

No one knows whether this magical captain has awakened some kind of personalization or something. He is serious about the "star" with his mouth full?

People waiting in the cafe wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. It was very hard.

Especially the men can only look up at the sky and gritted their teeth, tears suffocating in their eye sockets and ran a 4x4 relay.

You can’t laugh, you can’t laugh, it’s uglier to laugh with big teeth, but the current situation is that it’s easy to be broken by broken eggs~

To say that the importance of the egg to a pure man can be ascending to the point where the person is in the tower.

No one is missing, nothing can be lost!

Don't believe anything like a big egg, it's all deceptive, it's all self-comfort and self-hypnosis.

Besides, there are too many guys who have been taken care of by Leng Tyrannosaurus's family planning feet-once they move their feet, they become wishful thinking, okay?

The only son of a certain garrison leader is holding ready-made chestnuts there. It is said that until now, he can only run in the setting sun in a wheelchair to recall his unruly and free youth.

When he stepped down, the entire spine dragon almost didn't directly spray out from the back of his head like a fountain. It was too exciting to think about it.

The guys in the small hall can say that their faces are more exciting, and they have to work hard to pretend to be expressionless.

Fortunately, Leng Han didn't seem to have any plans to care about or take care of someone with a wheat-colored skin, big-breasted glamorous female evolutionary, but silently ate the dishes on the plate.

In fact, Lieutenant General Leng's thoughts were a little divergent now, and she didn't pay attention to what the female evolutionary said after being carried away. She chopsticks the plum boy fish on the plate with chopsticks one by one, and then put it in her mouth to chew.

The extremely tender plum boy fish flesh is squeezed with the tip of the tongue, and there is a delicate touch of melting ice and snow. The fresh fish flesh is full of warm juice, like a miniature ocean, full of charm.

This kind of taste can be said to be touching and unusually delicious.

Leng Han performs missions at sea all year round, not only the tasks are boring and monotonous, but also the food.

Taking the evolutionary's rather inflated appetite, it is destined that it is impossible to bring enough supplies to support all consumption, which is simply unrealistic.

Except for some essential potted fruits and vegetables, almost all of Lenghan’s "Take Your Life Three Thousand" brigade’s food on the sea comes from the ocean itself, nothing more than some fish, shrimps, snails and crabs.

No matter how good things are eaten every day for months and a half, no one can stand it. This caused Leng Han to be very insensitive or disgusted with seafood and other foods. Of course, she did not treat Lin. Chou said it.

Especially when he was at sea, Leng Han missed the taste of birds and beasts on land. He thought of the fresh hazel chicken soup, the plump otter meat, the crispy and spicy angry frog hot pot, and the fresh ham rice balls with meat and marinated ham. Stir-fried bacon with steamed fireside pork blood balls...

Well, in short, the days at sea have worsened Leng Han's "attachment" to ham and bacon, and made her more uncomfortable with seafood.

But, "This dish..."

Leng Han pursed her pale lips, surprised and surprised. This dish refreshed her knowledge of seafood.

The fish is tender and refreshing, and there is no "hot air" of over-cooking. Moreover, there is still a hint of ham flavor hidden in it. In Lenghan, the first-level scoring standard can be raised.

——It's really not Lin Chou's extra care, but the soup itself is stewed with ham and other raw materials, which will naturally bring some cold connotations.

Lin Chou sat down on the chair next to him.

"What's wrong with the dishes, is it not to your appetite?"

Leng Han looked at him, eyes flickering.

Lin Chou shrank his neck,

"How do I feel that your eyes are a little weird..."

Leng Han cocked the corner of his mouth,

"Suddenly I want to catch you on board and become a cook."

Lin Chou said,

"Will you pay?"

Leng Han was stunned.

"I said it was a catch, what kind of salary?"

"Black business."

"..."

If the two of them are no one there, the faces of the evolutionary next to them are all black.

Hey Hey hey!

The surnamed Lin’s monthly opening hours have not had much time to go out, okay, can you appreciate the people’s sentiment and leave a way for us, the lonely, poor and helpless, weak and poor people?This group of guys are used to being wild here in Lin Chou, and now just thinking about the fact that Lin Chou will go back to the base city and the Bafang Building Alien Restaurant, and the charcoal-hearted wild food chef Xu and Wei Snake, they feel that the wallet is shallow. The blood stick pool throbbed.

What?

Let them go back to the old days, tribute a black mountain wild boar + N million circulation points to Father Xue, and then exchange them for a plate decorated with gold leaf, like pig head meat in blooming peonies?

Don't think about it (anger)!

No one can (clap on the table)!

Cold Tyrannosaurus? Cold Tyrannosaurus (face gradually pales)—

Uh...hey yeah... is there any reason for that yeah yeah...

Leng Han always has an inexplicable desire to explore this kind of "ham-flavored" dishes.

"How did it make it? Let Aunt on my boat also learn this dish..."

Lin Sorrow said,

"This is too simple."

"First, you have to have a plum boy fish, of course, the size does not matter; then, the general three-piece deboning, slightly change the seasoning of the knife; third, keep the oil temperature 86 to 89 degrees and cook the fish. The skin is slightly rolled out, and the fish is about 80% cooked at this time; finally, the ham is used in the broth to make a thin gorgon and the fish is fried until it is 90% cooked. Fifth, serve it to the table~"

Leng Han: "???"

Audience: "???"

Leng Han's heart collapsed at this moment.

I don't know why a picture from before the cataclysm suddenly appeared in my mind. I didn't think there was anything at that time, but now Miss Leng felt that the look in her eyes was too appropriate.

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If Lin Chou's original words were retelled to Aunt, the cook on the boat, he had finally recruited a high-paying cook from the alley and was willing to cook with the boat. There was a 99% chance that Aunt would lift the table and leave on the spot.

Leng Han couldn't imagine what it would be like on the Aunt own boat without the cook-it would be dead!

Sighing, Leng Han lowered his chopsticks more frequently.

"You soaked plum boy fish, I like it."

Since the cooks, recipes, and dishes cannot be packaged, they can only take the opportunity to eat more.

Lin Chou looked surprised,

"Oh, what a coincidence, this handsome also likes this dish!"

Everyone: "???"

Su Yourong and Sikong glanced at each other, covering their faces and walking away in shame.

Stiff, stiff and suffocating.

Will this kid chat? Hey, if you talk so awkwardly, will you make it so embarrassing?

Hopeless!

Wait for death!

Goodbye!

Lin Chou is still chattering,

"Really, I always like this dish."

"Before the cataclysm, Cantonese cuisine focused on quality and taste, with a light taste, and strived to be fresh in the middle and light in the middle. The soaked plum boy fish is a very representative dish in the oil soaking method. Winning with seasoning is based on the original flavor of an ingredient. The whole process of making the soaked plum boy fish is to preserve, improve, preserve, and help freshness..."

ten minutes later:

"I'm telling you..."

Twenty minutes later:

"and also..."

Thirty minutes later:

"Then what..."

An unclear perception swept the audience: "..."

Are young people now in this sage super god mode when they are in love? !

It is estimated that the only one who is really listening to Lin Chou's words is Leng Han, with his hands on his chin and eyebrows, even the head of Boss Lin's dear apprentice begins to yawn bit by bit.

"boom!"

The door was pushed open.

Old man Gao took Shan Ye as a walking stick and strode in.

Huangdashan Road,

"Ah, thank you, Mr. Gao... ah... Mr. Gao, can you let me go first... oops, what are you doing... oops..."

The Shan Ye brand crutches were taken upside down by Mr. Gao, so that Huang Dashan’s brain was pounding on the ground.

"Lord Gao, listen to me, don't I have to do it, you have admitted the wrong person, he is Xiaohong and I am Xiaohuang, you are the wrong person..."

The blast furnace sneered and threw Huang Dashan to the ground with a snap.

Huang Dashan, who had a blue nose and a swollen face, immediately became happy. He arched his buttocks and disappeared into the kitchen, running through the back door.

"Haha!" Blast Furnace looked bad, staring at Lin Chou and was about to curse, "Little rabbit..."

A soft cough.

"???"

Old man Gao immediately smiled his old face into a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Oh, girl Han is also...cough...when did you come...Grandpa Gao was too focused and didn't see you come in hahaha..."

Old man Gao is scolding his mother, okay!

What the hell is going on with this little Ga Yazi? Why didn't you say that the cold girl is here too? Are you the nemesis of the old man or what?

Mr. Gao has forged three major aids in his life: snow dumplings, stove and cold han.

The first of them was tied up by Lin Chou, the other collapsed, and the last one was even worse. Just help him beat the old man!

Thinking about it, Mr. Gao felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, and Lin Chou didn't look good at him anymore.

Lin Chou was actually a little panicked-he didn't know whether the snow dumpling boss tied up by the system master could still be able to play, emmmmm, if the snow dumpling boss is so powerful, even Niu Lanqi can break free. ?

The blast furnace said as calmly as possible,

"As soon as possible, you don't have much time. The people from Outer Wolf City have quietly arrived in Mingguang a few days ago and asked us to return that silly boy."

Sikong Dao,

"Why don't they want Bilian?"

"Why don't I know? How did Mingguang deal with it?"

Old man Gao said,

"Leave them chanting, what else can be done? Now someone is responsible for this. The newly established small department has three people in total. What is it called, Mingguang Foreign Affairs Department?"

With that, Mr. Gao had amusement in his eyes.

"Boy Sikong, didn't Sikongyu tell you about this? He nodded too much in this department, and wrote a calligraphy to encourage him."

Sikong was even more confused.

"Sikong Yu... he knows how to calligraphy??"

Old man Gao laughed,

"It's really hard to look at people, how many leather monkeys of the year can now be alone~"

Sikong always felt that Mr. Gao's eyes were weird, and he had an ominous premonition.

"Wait a minute, what did Sikongyu write to the Foreign Affairs Department?"

Old man Gao stroked his beard,

"He wrote that a mature eschatological fortress should abide by the ‘three things’ principle to the outside world: Is there such a thing? It’s about me? It’s about you?”

Sikong: "..."

Leng Han: "..."

Lin Chou: "..."

Everyone: "..."The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

Lin Chou thought for a while, and suddenly said,

"No, what does this have to do with me..."

Old man Gao said,

"I need cold... Leng Han and Snowman's help to rebuild the furnace and build weapons. Mingguang has suffered such a big loss, so he has to go to Wolf City to do a big wave-hey, what do you want, just right The one who led the way was delivered to the door."

To tell the truth, Lin Chou refused without reason, but the problem is that the big snow dumpling can't get off now!

Blast Furnace seemed to understand what Lin Chou was thinking, and he grinned with a mouthful of old and hardened white teeth.

"Three days, you have three days. The people in Wolf City will take away the silly boy iron egg in one week. If I don’t see the snow within three days... the snowman, the old man will tie you to the white horse arrow and drop it. To Wolf City."

Lin Chou pondered,

"Oh, do you count on a business trip? Don't you pay? Are there subsidies?"

"......roll!"

Old man Gao left angrily.

There is no way, the cold girl is here to escort, what does he have to do?

Every time I look at Lin Chou, I feel that he may have a myocardial infarction. If he doesn't wait, is it possible to wait for the successful reading of myocardial infarction?

After the old man left, Leng Han said mysteriously,

"Don't listen to him nonsense, it can be delayed for a few days or a few days, I will solve it with Grandpa Gao!"

Lin Chou: "?"

"Mingguang and the Black Army should take this opportunity to teach the virtual beast a big lesson. The ice on the sea surface is a limitation for the virtual beast, but for the evolvers--"

Lin Chou understands,

"That is to say, you have to let the snow dumpling boss sacrifice a period of time on it."

Leng Han nodded solemnly,

"please!"

What else could Lin Chou say, of course he readily agreed.

Huang Dashan pouted a big ass out of the kitchen, and raised a swollen and unremarkable face.

"Heh... this old guy is really ruthless... he's gone? Oh my god... Lin Zi Lin Zi, what did you just make, do you have any more, you Shan Ye, I needav." .."

Everyone in the room was crying by this cheap guy,

"Puff~"

"You are like this, and you are still thinking about eating..."

"Take medicine!"

Shan Ye managed to stretch his body, and after spending a long time he finally sat on his side in a chair, half of his ass off the ground, afraid to sit down.

"Hi...It's so fucking pain..."

His old man is very serious,

"What kind of medicine to take medicine? Haven't heard of it, you still need medicine for heart disease!"

Then turned his face to Lin Chou, twisting very affectionately.

"Linzi, you are my medicine~"

(I can go to your Ma Mai Pi!)

Lin Chou flew over with a pan,

"Bang~"

Su Yourong was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He immediately became energetic when he heard the familiar voice.

She came up and down, "Zi La" and removed the pot on Huang Dashan's face.

"Wow, it's swollen like this and still looks like you!"

Huang Dashan: "???"

It's not a little girl, what do you mean, Grandpa Dashan, my face is swollen to a meter in diameter. That's my own face, unlike me, can I still look like you? ?

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