Doomsday Pavilion

What was lost this time was not something that was particularly valuable and valuable—but it was more important than Tarzan in the eyes of the uncle Warlock.

cough...

When the mentality collapses, you understand everything you understand, and you won’t understand it if you don’t.

But there is a situation where everyone's guesses seem to fit the actual situation...

Uncle Warlock indeed wandered through a thick purple halo.

Shan Ye couldn't help but shrank back.

"Lin Zi, do you think this **** will affect the normal functioning of a healthy and strong waist?"

Lin Chou replied: "Get out!"

By the way, the mentality of the uncle Warlock really interfered with his lucky attributes? What kind of magical theory is this?

"what is that?"

Uncle Warlock had half a chicken leg in his mouth, and pointed his finger at something displayed on the kitchen shelf.

"That one?"

Lin Chou glanced at it, and withdrew his gaze as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"Um...dried fish..."

Most of the shelves on the walls are filled with pickled products that are not suitable to be placed directly on the ground in contact with the earth's air, and occasionally there are expensive seasoning sauces and the like.

You must know that a cook always attaches great importance to this kind of thing. They are used to stocking all kinds of semi-finished sauces, sauces and dry spices that are specially used to make a certain dish.

Most of these bottles and cans are dark in color, and very few may still be covered with a layer of white hair or green oily bubbles. Only the one pointed out by the warlock is a mixture of pure white, brilliant red, and green and green. Especially fresh and conspicuous.

Uncle Warlock said,

"I want to eat that."

Lin Chou helpless,

"This thing...not very tasty..."

Shan Ye: "???"

Oh damn? How can I still hear from your Lin Moumou that his cooking is not delicious?

Lin Chou sighed and could only take the things down and put them in front of the warlock.

"You'll know if you taste it."

Uncle Warlock twisted the bottle cap dry, and a pungent fish smell came over his face.

"Emmmm...fuck..."

Uncle Warlock changed a mouth-spitting emoticon on the spot.

Lin Chou said slowly,

"These are the leftovers I collected when I made fish, such as fish tails, cheeks, fish intestines and the like. Some dishes are not used in these parts. When I was a child, my old man would occasionally fry these things. It was baked and marinated, and I made this that day when I suddenly wanted to turn up."

"Uh...then misplaced the pepper..."

The devil is spicy and mutated.

After making it, Lin Chou took a bite, and then was abandoned there. Boss Lin drank the whole bucket of Happy Water at the time. This thing is not a hotness that a normal person can bear.

The fish pieces of these dried pickled fish are obviously grilled on charcoal after air-drying to remove the excess water and the grease. They have a beautiful burnt texture, and most of the fish meat is some strange and weird parts with bones. , Especially the triangle meat behind the gills where the fish head and the fish body are connected, but it does not smell much fishy, ​​even the pepper in the jar is not too much.

But as soon as the warlock put it in his mouth, he understood what is meant by "life limit".

"Fuck you, do I adjust my sensory organs too sensitively? Why do I have a pain in my nose...ahhhhh..."

Lin Chou sweated.

After eating this thing once, he didn't dare to slam it again, lest he hurt his sense of taste.

Uncle Warlock sprayed fire for a long time, dancing and dancing, and then suddenly roared.

"Cool!"

"Don't tell me, I feel better after eating this thing!"

Lin Chou: (⊙_⊙)

Sure, we really are two species.

"Yes, then you eat... I'll go around to see if the mountain pit snails and the osmanthus cicada are enough to collect a wave."

After being modified by the system magic, the area of ​​the mountain stream in the back mountain is super huge. There are all common and uncommon terrains such as swamps, tidal flats, reed shoals, stone shoals, and small waterfalls. There are all kinds of fresh water attracted by various systems. Biology, among them, the part of the products where the salt and fresh water meet is particularly rich.

However, the number of snails and osmanthus cicadas is still not optimistic, even if Lin Chou restricts customers to order dishes, these two items are still in short supply.

In the past month, he has not gone to collect mountain pit snails and sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas. Well, I hope to get a surprise today.

Boss Lin walked around the criss-cross water system and tidal flat swamp at will, disappointed.

"This is too little..."

Shankeng snails are better. Osmanthus osmanthus cicadas can't even be seen by a few adults. Although it is not the peak season for osmanthus cicadas, it is too cruel.

The fish in the fish pond were all fat, and a cloud of light gathered in their silly eyes.

There have not been many customers ordering crispy meat carp. As a result, the largest one has grown to more than 30 kilograms, and it is potentially like a monster under the water.

The various types of shrimp and crabs at the confluence of brackish and fresh water are simply enjoying their vacation life. They are everywhere, clumps and clumps, and they are very courageous when they see people coming to hide.

No need to say, grab a bucket and talk.

Is it fair?

I am such a big country, with thousands of acres of land!

This property is so terrible, the valuables can't be seen, and the worthless are always overflowing.

"Ok?"

Lin Chou saw a few light blue freshwater prawns with long claws in a ditch full of waterweeds. They were about the length of a slap. They didn’t look like the valuable Roche prawns. They should have been attracted. New varieties, of course, may also be mutated.

"Why is it so skinny? The poor little thing is very uncomfortable, I'm afraid it's not being abused by the little partner..."

The next consequences can be imagined. The long-clawed shrimp, which was suspected of being abused, was put in a basin by the compassionate boss Lin, who was about to take it home and take good care of it.

Lin Chou collected some water celery and burdock, and wanted to use these wild vegetables to cook chicken soup or something for himself. By the way, he dug a bag of small octopuses and a handful of blood cockles.

The Mingguang in July was when the temperature was high. He was actually a little irritable and looked around disappointedly.

"There are no interesting ingredients..."

The dog beep system, the output is not strong, are you also affected by the warlock master? ?

"Um... wait..."

Lin Chou saw the lush semi-wild cornfield with its ears.

"I remember it was very sweet and fragrant when I ate it last time, and it would look great when I get a few ears back and bake it."

There is still a lot of corn around Mingguang. It is a semi-wild crop that can grow all year round, even if no one takes care of the yield...

Of course, because of their worthlessness, before the Four Walls were built, ordinary people only occasionally went to the area close to the Three Walls to collect them.

Lin Chou put the things in his hands on the shore

"Come on, wait here obediently, and go back as soon as you go down, and then we big guys will have a good exchange, and the location will be tentatively set in the kitchen and the dinner table."