Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou was busy working in the kitchen, and three short, pointed and long jagged "Sprinter 2" motorcycles rushed into the courtyard of the small hall.

This kind of motorcycle is also powered by Yuanjing fuel. The total weight of the car is only 150 kg. Although it is so thin that it can hardly wear external armor or load any protective weapons such as cone blades, it is better than the low center of gravity, strong stability and fast speed, and it only enters the highest speed. It takes 2.7 seconds, and it can adapt to all terrains, and can even leap over cliffs and rifts with a width of less than 10 meters. It is mostly loved by ordinary people or low-level evolutionary collection teams.

Bao Er jumped off the motorcycle, "Hurry up, that bucket of old vinegar is more expensive than your life, be careful!"

"Yes, boss!"

The other two people on the motorcycle quickly unloaded the contents of the motorcycle, and followed him tremblingly.

Bao Er tidied his clothes, leaned forward and shouted into the door, "Master Lin...Master Lin Choulin..."

"It's called the soul!"

Sikong rolled his eyes.

Bao Eryi shuddered, and moved two steps calmly, then he was a little relieved, "Master Sikong, why are you here?"

"Can't I be here?"

"Look at what you said."

Sikong said impatiently, "If you have something to say quickly, let it go, if you have nothing to do, you will get out of it!"

"Huh? You are here." Lin Chou walked out of the kitchen, "Sit in the house."

Bao Er waved his hand again and again, revealing a smiling face with twelve teeth, "Don’t dare, don’t dare, last time you entrusted my father to stare at you the rose salt, you have already bought it, you haven’t been there, so I sent it to you. ."

"Take it in and let me see!"

"okay."

Bao Er took the two bags of things in the hands of the two younger brothers behind him, and signaled the younger brothers to get out.

After rubbing his shoes on the grass, he tiptoed into the small hall.

The two little brothers with motorcycle helmets returned to the motorcycle to sit down and took off their helmets.

One of them said, "Do you smell it, what smell?"

Another person leaned on the car, looking up at the yellow clouds, "I don’t know, newcomer, nataka red beans, do you see the fruit around you, it’s very sweet, you can taste it, no money...Yes. What's your name?"

The man had small, transparent eyes and two moustaches around his mouth. He grinned like a mouse with a toothy smile.

"Hey, Brother Sun, my name is Ma Liu, just call me Ma Liu...Kai...It's so sweet! Lord Lin is willing to eat such a good fruit without any money?"

"Cut," Brother Sun made a cut, and simply lay on his back on the ground, with Erlang's legs raised, "It's the first time to get out of the city, you are not as good as our field... Master Lin, can that be a normal person? Look inside and out here. The armored car outside, look at the nepenthes wall, that big mouth, eh? And Master Lin’s food, that’s... how many adults hunters covet, if there is no second-tier third-tier in this restaurant Yes, I am embarrassed to speak loudly... As for this fruit, I heard that Master Lin thought that the last time the tide of corpses and the herd came, the smell was too great to affect the business deliberately, so it doesn’t matter at all. Armored vehicles are all The one who ran over, I heard that this thing also has a miraculous effect on the odor in the mouth and on the body... you have to learn more!"

"Yes, yes, what Sun Ge taught is that our internal work can't be compared to..."

...

In the dining room, Bao didn't know where to put his second-hand feet. His **** had just gotten on the stool.

Sikong coughed twice, and Bao Er almost sat directly on the ground.

Lin Chou held a packet of rose salt wrapped in layers of gauze.

"taste good."

Bao Er said excitedly, "This time the rose salt came in a total of more than a dozen catties. The man asked for 500 a catty. My dad grinds it to four hundred and five. He has all taken it down. Hey... you still look at this. , This is said to be the most premium rose salt. My dad said no. I brought it back to you on my own initiative. Just this bottle... Well, this bottle is carved out of a whole piece of pink crystal. Isn’t it beautiful? Ahem, this salt, look..."

Bao Er punched the bottle. The salt inside showed an unusually strong rosy red, even a little bit scarlet, with an unusually fragrant smell, which was stronger than the real rose. The big one is the size of a thumb, and the small one has the size of a little finger, showing minerals. Unique irregular crystal shape, with frost-like moiré on the surface.

"Good." Lin Chou's eyes lit up.

Bao Er laughed and said, "This bottle is specially made. You can grind the salt crystals into powder by rotating it gently. The size can be adjusted by you...just like this..."

"This is not bad, do you still have the bottle?"

"Yes, the salt seller gave me three spare ones, which are not enough. I will bring you some more next time. This thing can not only grind salt, but also grind various seasonings of pepper and pepper. I heard that before the catastrophe The top chefs will use it."

"And this... the price of salt, hehe, this better rose salt costs 7,000 bottles, Master Lin, look."

Lin Chou smiled, "I'll give you another fifty thousand. If you have it next time, just buy it directly. Well, five thousand of them belong to you and your father."

Bao Er's heart trembled. He was also whispering about the small two thousand circulation points at the time. Now it seems that it is worth it!

"I dare not dare, how dare to ask for your money, and this is the old vinegar that Shan Ye asked me to bring you, and I will give it to you in the future. The vinegar master let me tell you every It can produce 50 catties of vinegar a month, and in one year, the grade and fragrance of vinegar will rise to a higher level."

Lin Chou was in a good mood. He went back to the kitchen and took out twelve air-dried salt-baked chickens. "Well, thanks for your hard work, there are four of yours, and the remaining eight, help me take it to the Pythagorean Alley. My shop is diagonally across from Uncle Tiger’s house, just give it to Uncle Tiger."

"No, no problem, promise to complete the task."

Bao Er's feet "float away" as if stepping on cotton.

"Boss, boss, what's it like?" Ma Liu and Sun Qiao stood up agitatedly outside the door.

Bao Er laughed, looked around nervously, sat on the ground and took out a salt-baked chicken, "Boss Lin rewarded it, let's three, try it too."

Sun Qiao said incoherently, "Salt, salt-baked chicken... two hundred and fifty circulated salt-baked chicken??"

Bao Er was a bit entertained, I can save three more, hey, honor one of my Laozi, the other two change hands and sell it, hey!

It's not that Bao Er can't afford salt-baked chicken, but it's okay to be extravagant occasionally.

But TM guards these wolves and tigers, except for the identity of Young Master Zhao, the collection team really dare to go in and eat and drink with them?

In case any uncle sees them not pleasing to the eye or feels that eating with ordinary people loses face...

This is not a place like Bafang Building in Shangcheng District, this is a wilderness!

The hunter is the rule here.

So Bao Er has never eaten this rare thing once.

He said, "Eat, eat, hurry up, there is still a task from Master Lin when you return to the city."

Ma Liu licked his lips, his voice was as dry as a pedestrian who had been suffering in the desert for a few days without drinking water, "Really...eat...Boss, this is more than two hundred circulation points!"

When Ma Liu said that, although Sun Qiao was a little unhappy, he also hesitated. If this is sold...

Bao Er waved his hand, "Follow me, Bao Er, and drink spicy food every day from now on. This salt-baked chicken is a weather vane. Give me something to eat!"

"it is good!"

"Long live the boss!"