Doomsday Pavilion

Boss Lin basically didn't participate in these guys' discussions, he was still thinking about Earth Dragon in his heart.

Hey, put the thing in a three-centimeter-thick cast iron pan with thick oil and red sauce, stir-fry and stew, with a little bamboo, and think about it, it will come out of the old Doha Lazi.

"I think he is thinking about delicious."

"Obviously, we mentioned Earth Dragon just now."

"Not necessarily, maybe Brother Chou wants to make the pickle he said?"

"...Normal people have illusions about the smell of that kind of thing?"

"Why not?"

Leng Han looked at Zhao Ziyu’s eyes as if he was looking at a lonely widow who needs care.

"Ziyu, remember, the fish and shrimp marinated in sauce are stinky ninety-nine percent."

"What about the remaining one percent?"

"It's very smelly."

"..."

"Uh..." Lin Chou came back to his senses, "What are you doing looking at me in a daze?"

"Brother Chou," Zhao Ziyu held his chin with both hands, "I have to say that you seem to be really good at being in a daze."

"Uh..."

WDNMD, is there anyone else to boast about this?

"Just now I..."

"Brother Wiping Sorrow!"

Zhao Ziyu directly said excitedly in a tone that I have completely seen through you,

"Are you going to run away from home again? Where are you going to play this time? In the mountains or on the sea? Take me!"

Wow~

The people on Yanhui Mountain turned their heads and glared, especially those outside the house, whose eyes seemed to have penetrated the mountain and the walls, focusing on Lin Chou.

"Uh..."

Lin Chou was always embarrassed.

But who made him have such a criminal record?

"It doesn't mean that at all," Lin Chou pouted, "but you said that, it seems that I haven't really been in a long time..."

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Buzz!"

There were countless messy sounds for a while. Some people crushed the skull carvings of alien animals that were carefully carved in their hands and prepared to sell them at a reasonable price. Some broke the chopsticks, and some people were surrounded by layers of original glow. Look at those few people. The ferocious expression seemed to be able to beat Boss Lin into a high paraplegia at any time.

"No...Brother..."

"I have the highest level package for the third month, I can climb up to the fifth level by just looking at it!"

"Shrimp pig heart! You are shrimp pig heart!!"

"Oh huh~" Old Zhao said with a smile, "Look, sometimes it's more important than you think about it."

Lin Chou suffocated his old face and flushed--

What do these people mean?

I haven't said to leave yet. Hey!

You guys can't hold back this rebellious mentality like this! Hey!

Although the earth dragon does not seem so attractive, if you think about it this way, sneak away and grab a few earth dragons to find a beautiful feng shui treasure place and roast it, and then a little frozen beer on the whole, tut~

Of course, this is definitely not because Boss Lin wants to skip work again.

The main thing is to teach these guys who disregard the dignity of a qualified small shop owner a profound lesson, so that they know what is evil and complicated in society!

The more Lin Chou thought about it, the more he felt the urge to scorch from his chest to the top door.

"This must be done, and it must be taken!"

Who are the evolvers? A group of old fried dough sticks, powerful ruffians and shrewd ghosts, Lin Chou, Lin Moumou is not as good as a third of Allier. Dim thoughts are clearly written on his face. It can be said that he can drive the car directly from the kindergarten to the nursing home by the group of guys who push his ass.

"He wants to run!!"

"Tie it!"

"The kind of four horses!"

"Tortoiseshell."

"Hang on the beam!"

"It's the opposite!"

The sentiment is exciting.

The posture of the evolutionaries is almost like an old lady rushing into the supermarket to grab discounted eggs and rice...

Lin Chou looked embarrassed-damn, how did they see it?

"Bah, young man."

The old man Zhao put on the second-rate idol from the ancestors of the Zhao family. With his expression, it is basically certain that Zhao Er is definitely Zhao Qingcang's...

"I'm still too young, I put all my thoughts on my face and asked why others know?"

Zhao Qingcang laughed twice.

"Hey, Lin Xiaozi, you have finished the food and the wine. My Leng Dazhong made it easy to come over once, but I didn't even care about it, so you can make this for my girls? How about you feeding the cat?"

Lin Chou:...

Obviously you are the only one who eats, only you! !

Leng Han was simply fed up with this old little troublemaker, and as a result, Mr. Zhao even said to himself,

"Look, what a family scene, what a warm atmosphere, it's like a family eating and chatting like a family in the sunset before the cataclysm, but it's a pity, tusk, because of some little thieves who searched. , It’s the food, the wine..."

Everyone:? ? ?

It’s not the old man, where did you feel the so-called "family warmth" on this table?

Besides, if you just say this in front of a group of irrelevant gossip parties, are you afraid that Leng Tyrannosaurus and Lin Chou will become angry? ? ?

Looking at Lin Chou, that kind of naive and straight otaku face seemed to be just a little bit embarrassed, nothing else.

but...

"Zhao! Qing!"

"Eh~"

The old man interrupted her neatly, and didn't give her a chance to find faults.

The old man rummaged on the shelf near the counter,

"According to my old man’s experience, only when being said-oh-pierced the facts, or the facts that some people were thinking about, those people would become inexplicable and even irritated, oh, look at me. What, is this mushroom sauce, mushrooms?"

"Hey don't--"

A finger of black mushroom sauce was put in his mouth, and Father Zhao’s eyes lit up instantly.

"Fuck, it's so fresh!"

Lin Chou wiped his face, his expression frozen.

"That's truffle!"

"The kind that can poison Tier 4 Black Mountain wild boar?"

"Yes, the kind that can poison the Tier 4 Black Mountain wild boar."

Zhao Qingcang held the twisted small glass bottle, looked at it blankly, and suddenly licked it again.

"Do you think this thing will get a lot of energy after a few bites... hiccup..."

Boom!

The big guys are so **** silly,

"Fuck you, Mr. Zhao is poisoned..."

"Boss Lin, why did you put such a poisonous thing on the food shelf?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Boss Lin just hasn't found a way to detoxify for the time being."

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Lin Chou smiled slightly and looked at Leng Han.

"How long can I stay here this time? What do you want to eat at night? What do you want for supper?"

Zhao Ziyu wailed and raised his hand.

"Brother-in-law, eat lamb, your brother-in-law wants to eat lamb!"

Lin Chou: (ー_ー)

Cold Han: ψ(*｀ー′)ψ

Zhao Ziyu: (?_?)

"Wait, so no one really cares what is going on with Mr. Zhao, the person is still falling on the ground, ah, the trough has already started to spit, it's green!!!"