Doomsday Pavilion

The buns made by Lin Chou had a special name before the cataclysm. They were called Buryat buns, which was also a famous marching dish handed down by Genghis Khan.

According to folklore, Chi Nuoyan, the eldest son of Genghis Khan, set off from Hara and Lin to extend the Hubusur Lake, regained the surrounding forests and people, and came to the Buryat territory on Lake Baikal.

(Well, here, please pay attention to the word "recover".)

Zhuoqi promised to admire the beautiful mountains and beautiful scenery around Lake Baikal.

The Buryat tribe leader carried a heavy gift and went to the place of the day's schedule to meet the Lord Chi's promise.

At noon, set up camp tents on the green grass by the river, and hold a grand banquet.

The head of Buryatia, Voru Sigus, presented a large number of rare treasures and mink skins to the Lord.

In terms of diet, the Buryats made delicious meat buns to entertain the Lord's promise.

Zhu Chi Nuoyan tasted such a delicious meal for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh and praise the ingenuity of the Buryat people.

The Lord Chi promise ordered the soldiers to learn how to make it. They used raw materials on the way of the class to make this food with horsemeat, slab intestines, minced mutton and wild onions and leeks on the prairie. He rewarded the soldiers and offered them again after returning to Yuandu. Give it to his father Khan to eat, and Genghis Khan is very happy, and chooses it as a meal for receiving guests.

Buryat steamed buns are made locally, rich in prairie style, high in calories, and delicious. They were very popular in Yuan Dynasty.

Speaking of this, one must sigh:

What this extremely respected sweat might need most is the most useless awakening ability after the cataclysm, controlling the beast.

Yes, it is the laughingstock of the handicapped awakeners who can only domesticate ordinary beasts and raise the Black Mountain wild boar in the base city.

If a few huge whales are tamed, it is believed that iron-blood sweating can cross the barriers of the ocean and change the surname of the entire earth to Temujin.

It is a pity that Da Khan did not receive the selfless assistance of the Montenegrin wild boar breeders.

Even so, the man who used Lake Baikal as a pond in his backyard, with one hand, stepped across the entire Eurasian continent with his iron hoof.

In life, you are either conquering or on the road to conquer.

He left some very respectable delicacies, such as air-dried beef in a cow's stomach skin, Genghis Khan pot, and various dairy products.

The physical fitness of soldiers has a strong demand for high-calorie food, and there are not enough conditions to make careful calculations during the march. The requirement for rations is light and easy to carry, plus hunting at any time to meet the supply.

The biggest source of protein during the march is not the famous lamb, but the horse.

Mongolian soldiers often have several war horses so that they can transfer and carry supplies when traveling long distances. They can also be slaughtered and eaten as a last resort.

In the ancient times, the Mongolians were mainly nomads, and they often needed to migrate long distances to live by water and grass.

Buryat steamed buns can perfectly meet all needs, and they are extremely delicious. They are very popular among soldiers and civilians.

The delicacies handed down by the conquerors often have a legendary taste.

I don't know if Shan Ye has already felt the aura of conquest, in short, he is very ferocious and ferocious.

The soup bread crust was slightly glowing with the emerald green of wild onions and wild leeks, and after a bite, the hot and delicious bright yellow grease rushed out.

These fats come from horse meat. The finest horse meat has a clear texture and an attractive yellowish color.

The texture of horse meat is heavy, and Lin Chou deliberately cut all the raw materials into half rice-sized cubes. After eating, you can still feel the unique texture of horse meat, just like juicy bombs. It has a bursting taste.

The texture of lamb intestines, mutton intestines, and mutton are different, increasing gradually, forming a ladder of taste, which becomes more and more intense.

The Buryat buns made by Lin Chou inherited the rugged customs of the people on the prairie. They were as big as the palms of a mountain master, and each held one in his hand and ate them when they stood on the street.

Holding the buns in his hands, feeling the strange and deliciousness, while listening to Lin Chou's tone of speaking lightly about the Buryat buns and the legendary past of Tianjiao in ancient times.

Looking at the bun again, it seems to be very different.

"So this profuse sweat is really not a powerful awakener?"

An awakened person sucked the soup in the steamed buns, and asked, looking at his expression, it should be filled with suspicion and suspicion.

Lin Chou shook his head.

"To conquer two ancient continents, even a high-level awakener like me would not dare to imagine it." The awakener sighed with pride, "It's really incredible. They are not evolved people. Even the army is ordinary people. What does it depend on..."

Lin Chou thought for a while, and pointed to the bun in his hand, "Guess."

The man smiled faintly and teased, "Boss, you don't want to say, rely on this bun. Although the bun is delicious, it is just ordinary food."

Shan Ye sneered, "A stupid stupid is a stupid stupid, how can you give you the ability to evolve?"

The awakened man was taken aback, and he was surprised that he was shot innocently. He pointed to his nose and confirmed, "Are you talking about me?"

Huang Dashan sneered, "What, thinking that he is an awakened person is invincible in the world?"

"Heh." The awakened one rolled his eyes, "Invincible in the world dare not say, it's better than you, a mutant with muscles in your mind."

Shan Ye smashed the bluestone slab on the ground with one foot and ran towards him with a fist.

Lin Chou patted his forehead with a headache.

This cargo is just an oversized gunpowder keg, which can ignite and explode itself.

The awakened person sneered, calmly, and waved with one hand, a faint yellow light bloomed from his hand.

The bluestone slab under his feet is like a virus that multiplies wildly. It climbs rapidly along the instep, covering the whole person in just half a second, and his body quickly rises to become a giant stone man with a height of three meters.

His voice also carries weight like a rock, "Spicy chicken is always worthy of struggling and screaming under the feet, like a lump of shit, it smells inaudible."

One punch breaks through the air, and two punches meet, "Boom."

Stone chips flew like rain, and dust rose up.

The person who walked out was Shan Ye. He patted the dust on his hands and took a bun and swallowed his stomach in two mouthfuls.

When the smoke cleared, the Tier 3 awakened was lying on the ground like a dead dog, "This is impossible, I am the awakened, I am the awakened..."

Shan Ye curled his lips, "Ambition and his mother are all fantasies. The buns in his hands and the ones that are swallowed into the stomach are serious. This is the truth."

Oh, the lessons in this lesson are a bit deep, and it's impossible to understand what that person looks like.

The guard from Qinshan Martial Arts School arrived and said angrily, "What's the matter?"

Xia Yu stood up and pointed at the awakened man who fell to the ground righteously, "He wants to eat the king's meal!"

The guard looked at the Qinshan Martial Arts School logo on Xia Yu's body, and pinched his chin. Well, Tier 3 Awakener, eating the Overlord’s meal is enough capital, but...

"Student Xia, aren't you pricing too high?"

Wait, did you get the point wrong?

Lin Chou pointed to the small blackboard with his own magical artifact, "The big meat buns with ten circulation points are clearly priced, and the young man is not deceived."

The guard sniffed, "Oh? Buns... hello such a big one?"

"Come and have a taste!"

"Then I'm not welcome..."

The awakened people on the ground were anxious, "You, you..."

The guard rolled his eyes with disdain, and lost all fights and losses. There is so much nonsense. The stall is owned by my students. Why do you expect Lao Tzu to speak for you? Isn't your brain not good?

Of course, these words were swallowed by the buns,

"Well, I can guarantee that this steamed bun is absolutely worth ten circulation points. Boss, pack ten for me. I want to take it home and give my mom a taste... As for you..."

The guard rummaged over him, "Well, another one without an invitation card, brothers, come to work, this kid is evading fare!"

The awakened one sprayed blood into the air, "My ticket is..."

A group of guards with ape-backs and waists comparable to bodybuilders' bodies rushed in, the expressions on their faces were exactly the same as those on Billowing adults who smelled of honey.

"where?"

"Lao Tzu's truncheon is already hungry and thirsty, dare to make trouble, hehe, it suits my heart... No, it is simply unforgivable. Is the Qinshan Martial Arts School a place where you are waiting?

"Which tortoise grandson dares to escape the Qinshan Martial Arts School ticket!"

"A fine of three thousand. I will formally detain you on behalf of Qinshan Martial Arts School. Everything you say will be used as evidence in court..." The guard with a serious face sniffed, "Hey, What smells, it smells so good, I love steamed buns the most, give me two!!!"

"..."

Lin Chou has nothing to say, the style of Qinshan Wushu School, well, this handsome likes it.