Doomsday Pavilion

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When Lin Chou returned to the small hall, the potted plants were shameless and wanted to keep up. They were fanned competently by the fences. They worked very hard and hardly needed Lin Chou's orders.

"Yes, did you see her, remember her, that's the smell, the bad guy who wanted to poach you away the other day! Blacklisted! Refused!"

Lin Chou pointed at the potted plants viciously and confessed to the fences.

After tossing for a day and a night, at six o'clock in the morning, I just sat down and ate the rest of the meal.

There was a shout outside the door,

"Master Huang, my lord! Forgive my father. My father is sixty years old and can't stand the tossing!"

"Come on, we really don't know anything!"

Just listen to Huang Dashan arrogantly say, "Noisy? Little ones, get them all in for grandpa!"

Lin Chou stood outside and took a look.

The six younger brothers under Huang Dashan's hands, plus shameful bald heads, swallows and Bai Qiong pushed and shoved a group of people toward the mountain.

Huang Dashan pushed the two old men with white beards to Lin Chou, "Here, the old vinegar you want, is this delicious? Sixty years old!"

Lin Sorrows his nose crooked with anger, what's the mess?

There are a total of twelve people, there are men and women, old and young, and they look like a family... or ordinary people!

There is not even a warrior, the kind with yellow face and thin hands without the power to bind chickens!

A 30-year-old man was crying and he lay on the ground and hugged Lin Chou's legs. The blood in his nostrils had not been wiped clean. His face was blue and purple. "My lord, please spare our family! We really are. I didn’t do anything! I don’t know anything...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu said what secret recipe we hid, I, I really don’t understand what he’s talking about!"

Six women of different ages were just piled on the ground, and they were all knocked out. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net]

"Hey, I tore you to drink, and dare you to sue the Lord Shan for being silly?" Huang Dashan's eyebrows were irritated, his face violent, and his beard was like steel needles.

There are five **** marks on the bottom of this man's neck, and blood will come out little by little when the veins are violent.

"My mother, I'm unlucky, I met a shrew!"

Huang Dashan murmured again, the little brothers under their hands also had the same nail prints all over their faces.

It's shameful to be blinded by wild geese after smoking for a lifetime! A few ordinary ladies saw red to a group of mutants who were fighting in the wilderness, and said! !

The man cried and said, "Our generations of people have been good people who have been farming in the outer city! No bad things have been done! Forgive us, this is a wilderness! We will die, really will dead."

Lin Chou's head is big, "Brother Shan, what is going on?"

Uncle Huang pointed at the two old men, "These two old men are brothers, and their father is a good hand at making vinegar. He used to provide goods to Juyunlou! The two old men dare to hide privately with Shan Ye? Soy sauce You can have it, but you can't have vinegar? Fudge, your Lord Shan has no life?"

The two old men cried out, crying called tears and snot, "Although soy sauce and vinegar are both seasonings, they cannot be generalized at all. Soy sauce only needs soybeans, wheat and salt for natural fermentation! Vinegar is not the same. Ah, the raw materials alone are very different, and the craftsmanship is also very complicated. Mingguang has not produced vinegar for decades, and the cost is ridiculously high!!"

Huang Dashan was an embarrassment, "The old man blamed your Lord Shan, why didn't you say it at that time?"

"Sir, you didn't give us a chance to speak!"

"Isn't the ladies in your family going crazy when they come up?"

The old man’s pupils were a little enlarged, "My lord, you, a dozen or so evolve adults, rushed in and yelled as if they were robbing the family and exterminating the family..."

Lin Chou helped the old man up, "The old man gets up first, he is offended, please don't be offended, I will make up for you... But, really can't vinegar be brewed?"

The old man scratched his head, "I haven't forgotten the craftsmanship, but...just..."

Huang Dashan became a little bit ashamed and turned into anger, "You mean it!"

The old man shivered. "If you can find all the raw materials such as glutinous rice, sugar, salt, bran, rice husk, koji, wheat koji, and rice distiller's grains, I can make it!"

Shan Ye grinned, "What are these TMs?"

But Lin Chou understood, "Old man, must glutinous rice? Ordinary rice is not good?"

The old man reluctantly nodded, "The taste will be very different, but it's okay. [Zero↑9△小↓say△net]"

No wonder the old man's ancestors gave up the craft of making vinegar. Just look at these raw materials. Glutinous rice has long been extinct. The three circulation points of rice are one catty. Sugar and salt are fairly common. Liquor and malt are common... Yes, Qingquan Mountain!

A jar of the most inferior wine has hundreds of circulation points, let alone the lifeblood of wine.

"Nendi long-winded, did you say that you can fix it? Little ones, get me this group of things back to the base city, especially these two old men, show me a good look! You only ask if you run away, yes, he What materials do you want, what do you buy for them!"

"Yes, Lord Shan."

After a group of people left, Huang Dashan and others entered the small hall.

"I said Brother Lin, why did you go? This one..." The bald head happily, with ambiguous eyes. "I just saw the green-haired little loli going to the base city, little boss, this taste ...Tsk tusk tusk."

Yanzi said, "Boss Lin still has a good vision, and the little girl looks good, with big and round eyes, just a little bit younger."

Huang Dashan curled his lips, "It's true that Brother Lin has this taste... But come back, what's the point, the same kind of raising children... My mother was only 15 years old when I gave birth, and was still 3 months premature, Lao Tzu Isn’t it as strong as a cow? It’s no problem to get to the third rank!

"Premature birth? Haha, I think the aunt threw the child to raise the placenta, right?" Bai Qiongshou looked disdainful.

Huang Dashan drew an axe, "Wu, the white-haired rabbit, give you the life of Lord Shan!!"

As soon as Zheng Huai entered the door, he was startled by the cold light of the big axe and spear in the house, and then he sat down and watched the excitement "Da Shan, Lao Bai, ready to warm up before dinner?"

"Warm up ass, watch Lord Shan send this old boy to enjoy the real peace."

"dream!"

Zheng Huai was one of a group of people who followed Wei Tianxing at that time, a third-order mutant, a lieutenant colonel of the garrison, and was ordered to station at the west gate of the three walls.

"Brother Zheng has no errands today?" Lin Chou asked with a smile.

Zheng Huai waved his hand, "Today is Monday! This is not a special leave, to taste Brother Lin's Tomahawk steak."

The fiery leather-clothed female swallow looked at her watch, "Brother Huai, you cheated. It's only a quarter past six, counting the time and the door hasn't opened when you come out!"

Zheng Huai laughed loudly. "As the chief on duty of the garrison, he should always be a bit privileged! Brother Lin has never seen this medicinal meal. If he gets robbed, wouldn't my old Zheng have to cry?.. Swallow, how did you come here? You can’t just see others black but not yourself black?”

Yanzi lowered his eyes and snorted, making his face a little blush.