Doomsday Pavilion

At the beginning of Mingguang's establishment, the number of survivors was less than one million, and the initial ID number counted for the first time was six digits.

When Mingguang’s population exceeded one million and tens of millions, one more figure was added, which is now eight.

It just so happened that when the eight-digit ID number began to be implemented, it was the year Lin Chou was born, so he remembered it very clearly, 195 years in the New Era calendar.

Lin Chou felt a bit dry in his throat,

"We seem to be in trouble."

Everyone hadn't reacted at first, thinking about it carefully, they all showed a look of error.

"impossible!"

This woman surnamed Wu, who is very likely to be Huang Dashan's biological mother, is one digit less than Lu Yan, who was born in 149. In other words, her ID number is actually six digits!

You know, the initial six-digit number was only used at the beginning of the cataclysm and it has been used for thirty years.

In the first thirty years, the birth rate of newborns in Mingguang Base City was infinitely approaching zero, and the population showed a negative growth.

Until the 30th year of the New Era calendar, mankind seemed to have the right to reproduce.

In the second year, the population of the base city successfully broke through the million mark, and began to use the seven-digit ID number.

According to this algorithm, wouldn't it be that Lu Yan was just born, and Dashan's mother was at least 118 years old? !

This is to be placed in ancient times, and a dynasty is almost finished.

"Fake, it's all **** fake!"

"What kind of mess, it must be the stuff in the base city that has made false accounts to fool your grandpa Dashan!"

Huang Dashan finally broke out.

This matter, no one is willing to put it on anyone.

For a while, I said that my father is not my father, and then another half-sister popped up. In the end, even my mother became an old monster who was almost two hundred years old... That much bigger heart can hold the drum. That's a thump.

"My mother is just an ordinary Xiacheng woman. She hasn't been there for decades, so just...what's the matter..."

Everyone smiled bitterly at each other, which was an unexpected unexpected situation.

Since Ye Luan is so sure that there is a problem with Shan Ye's bloodline, shouldn't this happen to his biological parents?

Let alone the weird age of Shan Ye's mother.

It was Lu Yan. In today's base city, when the average life expectancy is less than 60 years, more than 50 can make a caring little quilted jacket. He is not an awakened person, at least he must be a mutant.

Shan Ye's situation has become like this, how did he survive so many years as his father?

Shen Feng patted his thigh and stood up and said,

"We have to find this Lu Yan, and Lu Li will do too!"

"Everyone knows to look for..."

"But where can I find it?"

Bai Qiongshou sneered.

There are more than 10 million people who say that big is not big and small is not small. If you want to find a person in it, it is absolutely tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"Of course it is to check the address..."

The first road of the White Dome,

"Let's not say that we robbed the important file of the occurrence committee in an open fire fight. People are waiting eagerly for you to throw yourself into the net."

"Do you think the information of these people is painted like this... Can't it happen that the committee deliberately wants to hide something?"

"If the occurrence committee wants to hide something, just you, just us, can you find it?"

"This...."

Shen Feng hesitated.

Lin Sorrow said,

"In this directory, almost all the amendments are made in the form of annotations. Only one place like Grandpa Shan's parents was directly obliterated and deliberately concealed... Isn't this way of concealing too conspicuous? "

Swallow rubbed the pages of the old book, thoughtfully.

"When I looked at this directory just now, I saw on the last page that it was the second edition of the public extension. It was jointly supervised by the Development Committee, the Garrison and the Research Institute... Well, but there are four seals. One, one can’t read clearly... the date of the first binding is the 131st year of the New Era calendar. Since then, someone has continued to add and transcribe the information, which is reviewed by the tripartite federation every month, which is very strict."

"Although this is a rubbing copy, it has remained clean as new for nearly a hundred years, and even the corners have not been curled. It can be seen how much attention has been paid to it. Just like Lin Chou said, the entire directory is only owned by the Shan Ye family. The information was so rashly smeared off by the red paint, there was not even a single comment... The base city is not only the occurrence committee-but also the garrison, the scientific research institute, the lice on the bald head, such a clumsy idea. How can I hide it from other people's eyes, unless..."

Bai Qiong said aloud, and suddenly realized,

"Unless the garrison and the scientific research institute have known about this for a long time!"

"Furthermore, what happened to that generation of people is definitely a lot of trouble...or rather, it is ugly. The committee can only choose to hide the information of the relevant personnel to avoid something."

Shen Feng pointed to the witch character,

"How do I feel that this is more like a taboo?"

"Old Shen, what do you mean..."

Shen Feng scratched his head,

"You think, this list is unconventional. Everyone is arranged in the order of'person, wife, son, daughter, father, mother', but Lu Yan alone does not have a'wife' here."

"You mean, Lord Shan's mother and father are not actually married?"

Shen Feng nodded and said,

"Because of the urinary sex, how can it be impossible to find the parents of the baby who is about to be born? It is estimated that they can make themselves uncomfortable.

"Maybe something happened just before the birth of Shan Ye, so that Shan Ye's mother did not choose to be with Lu Yan."

"After Lu Li was born, the Generative Committee did not even add words about the relationship between either party's'husband and wife'."

"The occurrence committee, obviously does not want to admit this marriage!"

After a large circle of analysis, everyone was dizzy, and even Huang Dashan himself was silent.

Shan Ye grinned and broke his fingers,

"Is the experience in my mother's womb so rich?"

"No, after all this, I just want to find me... Lu Yan, find him, will Lao Tzu's illness be saved?"

Bai Qiong grinned,

"Nonsense, talking so much with so much effort, isn't it just to find more clues to find this person?"

"But there is only a name, how do you find someone decades ago?"

"Even if we can get the list of occurrence committees, I dare to bet with my head that there will never be a little bit of information about people like Lu Yanlu, believe it or not?"

The plausible Uncle Huang immediately persuaded, there is nothing above, and nothing else, unless you can kidnap an insider who happened to come.

"Hey, the sky is unpredictable, people are belching and cold...or else, you can give Laozi a drink first, and I have to be a drunk when I die."

Swallow Road,

"For such a thing, there will definitely be some insiders in the three forces. Well, as long as they happen to be in charge of this one, they are old enough..."

Needless to say, everyone knows that there is basically no show.

Even if Da Shan Ye was born, it would be counted. These forty years have passed. At that time, there are people working in these three places. Can there be any leftovers?

Bai Qiong got up and walked out,

"I will use the radio to contact Bao Er. There is no one in the outer city and the Xiacheng area, who has been around for years like him. With these names, I hope he can give me some surprises..."

After researching and studying, I didn't sort out one, two, three, and then the sky was bright, day and night, it just passed.

Swallow's eyes were so sore, she rubbed her face vigorously,

"It's dawn... staying up late is the biggest harm to women."

Everyone noticed that it was early in the morning, and Yeluan and Yipiao, who were slightly worse than ordinary bodies, had already fallen asleep sitting on a wooden chair. Yefeng was guarding her loyally and tirelessly.

Looking at the mosquito-sized font all night, Lin Chou's eyes were also blank, and the whole person was dull.

Huang Dashan shouted at him,

"It's morning, Xiao Lin, you should prepare breakfast. You haven't chewed a grain of rice all day and night."

Lin Chou rubbed his temples,

"What to eat, this handsome will have to sleep for a while."

"Hey, Xiaolin, I told you, I'm a person who is about to die, don't you give me a full meal before you die? Will your conscience hurt?!"

Shen Feng and Shan Ye also came over,

"That's right, it's been a tossing day and overnight. Since the incident happened, our brothers have not paid the rice and water. Brother Lin, Mr. Li, can just give us whatever he wants to eat."

Wu Ke yawned,

"Brother Sorrow, what do you eat in the morning?"

The big-breasted sister with a cold breath, the swallow and the bald head who had just been groomed from behind, also returned.

Yes, I can't sleep.

"Sister Big Breast, take out the biggest casserole in the cabinet and wash it and put it on the charcoal stove to heat it up. Don't forget to rub some lard in it!"

Chi rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen with a cold snort.

Lin Chou is a little confused, what's the matter again, the big-chested sister will also have a temper?

Shen Feng squeezed his eyes,

"Hey, I said Boss Lin, who stayed up all night and didn't touch the bed... No wonder the lady boss is so temperamental, you must remember to pay enough for the public food tonight.

"..."

Since we have to do it, we can't fool around carelessly.

For a few days without preparing ingredients in advance, Lin Chou had only two bowls of clear chicken skeleton soup, a few reed chickens, and a few big herrings that he had touched in the mountains and mountains a few days ago.

However, one breakfast is enough.

These big herrings are not small, their arms are more than half a meter long.

The jagged fangs looked scary and fierce, but they were all herbivorous fishes, barely touching the zero-order low-level.

In a systematic evaluation language, except for fish whiskers and fish lips, they are all materials for farmhouse manure.

As for the reed chicken, it's because of a chicken disease recently, and there are not a few ordinary chickens that are full of light. It is the joy of this kind of zero-order intermediate little guy.

Lin Chou used ordinary old hens or hazel chickens when making the soup. If it was not impossible, he would not choose this kind of reed chicken.

The reed chicken's temperament is too jumpy. Every time it goes out of the cage, it is like a wild dog without the rein. There are not enough places for them to toss. The feathers all over the mountains are very annoying.

This chicken may be too happy. Although it doesn't need to feed itself, it knows how to catch bugs, but it doesn't grow up.

Two catties in five years is the standard for alienated reed chicken.

The poor can't afford it, the rich think it is not fresh enough, and the status is quite embarrassing.

They are all slaughtered, drained and boned, cut into thin slices with skin, and placed on a plate.

The big herring, leaping alive, has been kept in a water tank for five days, changing the water twice a day, and it has become "slender" a lot.

The abdomen is empty and the excess fat is exhausted. It is the golden age of eating.

The big herring picked it up, patted it on the back of its head, cut off the fish head, and quickly ended its pain.

Hold the fish body diagonally and open it along the spine, and turn it over.

The big herring is a typical spiny, with only thick intercostal spines in the belly of the fish, which only needs to be shallow under the blade.

After processing, there are only two good fish steaks left in a big herring.

Then place the fish flesh facing up and the fish skin facing down, and cut into large thin slices.

After one cut, close your hands close to the fish skin, and then cut off the fish skin in the second pass.

In this way, the skin of the two pieces of fish is tightly connected, and when fully opened, it looks like a butterfly flapping its wings, with pink in the middle and white and tender edges.

"Brother Lin, what are you going to eat?"

Huang Dashan was a little impatient when he saw Lin Chou deal with the ingredients.

"I didn't prepare anything, just make a side stove to deal with it."

After processing the ingredients, place the hot casserole in the dining room with a charcoal stove, put two bowls of chicken soup, a few slices of tender ginger, a green onion, and half a lemon in the pot, and add water.

Lin Chou still had time to make a dip while the water was still running.

Minced shallots, minced garlic, minced fresh chili, a little balsamic vinegar, and a spoonful of soy sauce, stir well, and finally add a few drops of sesame oil. It's simple.

"Two hundred per person, pay at the counter by yourself, only use the card, no cash."

Since he had to eat along with him, Lin Chou could choose not to charge for the meal.

But considering that this would be condemned by conscience, I had to give up this idea of ​​self-deprecation.

Everyone is happy,

"I said Brother Lin, you have to start at 200 when you eat a big pot of rice, a black shop?"

Huang Dashan also began to dislike it.

"I still miss that pot of dog meat last time, fragrant, beautiful, and warm... this pot of clear soup is dwarfed by water, and it is not happy to look at it."

Who cares about that, has been hungry all day, and the chopsticks can't wait to turn into a windmill.

The pink chicken slices are distinct, the red on the surface of the fiber and the white on the inside are the best match, neat and delicate.

There is a thin trace of white grease between the chicken and the chicken skin, which is just right, moisturizing but not fat.

Such thin chicken slices must be removed after boiling for five seconds, and the juice in the chicken cells will be doubled every second, and the meat will become old and taste sluggish.

The chopsticks do not leave the meat, be sure to fish out the moment the chicken flakes begin to shrink.

While it's hot, don't dip any condiments into your mouth.

What remains in the mouth is only a bunch of fresh, fragrant and smooth, pure and intoxicating.

The soft-boiled chicken should be fresh and tender, while the fish should enjoy its smooth and elastic teeth.

Butterfly flakes are also called flying flakes. Fish flakes are the best in shape and color. As soon as you put them in the pot, you can see the fish flakes shrink quickly, like a small white flower blooming in the clouds. pity.

When the fish meat changes from translucent to white jade, it can be out of the pot. At this time, the fish fillets are the most beautiful and unique.

As the charcoal stove gets hotter and hotter, the clear water in the casserole becomes thicker and whiter, and a touching aroma begins to escape.

It was a pot of clear soup that was not obvious at all, but at this moment it became Aoxue Qingsong, and the art was overwhelming.

Huang Dashan touched the table with a pair of dog eyes for a long time.

"Brother Lin, why don't you prepare a spoon for this?"

Lin Chou dipped a piece of white fish in some water, closed his eyes and tasted how wonderful they bloomed in his mouth.

Eat this thing in the morning, extravagant, extravagant, corrupt, corrupt.

"Spoon, what kind of spoon, I have spooned it for you, can the soup be left?"