Doomsday Pavilion

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Last time Dasha had eaten the toothy wolf sashimi carefully prepared by Lin Chou, and was very disgusted because he was unfamiliar...

This idiot!

So this time Lin Chou gave him salt-baked chicken, the skin and flesh were strong, and the oily smell was overflowing.

Xia Da silly grumbled three salt-baked chickens, wiped off the oil from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly patted his forehead.

"Brother Chou, I met a weird person at the door just now. He asked me to give this to you. I don't know how to read."

A red post with a jade lion motif in gold, and a powerful character Xue in the lower right corner.

Huang Dashan couldn't help it, "pouch" the wine sprayed all over the floor.

"Is Xue Papi's cold legs all right? So anxious?"

Bai Qiongshou's expression was heavy, "Xue Family, I'm afraid Brother Lin's idea of ​​medicated food, otherwise he won't be so impatient."

Lin Chou opened the red war post:

"Nowadays, the general trend is that of natural selection, the weak and the strong.

Fuer waited for the son to insult me, the Xue family first! My heart will not tolerate the sound, and the words that utterly punish the heart.

When using cooking as a skill, you must decide whether you will win or lose in Mingguang Jiuzhan Palace.

The world can learn from, and everyone can cut it.

I am grateful that you will never change things. If you bow your head and plead guilty, you are still forgiven. "

At the bottom is the huge red letter with a red pen, "Jiu Shan Palace, Xue Zhen autographed."

"Everyone speaks the words as they are. Xue Bapi needs one-tenth the power of his calligraphy in words and sentences. Jiuzhan Palace has already given birth to a Buddha!" ​​Huang Dashan sighed.

"Where is the messenger?"

Xia Dashou scratched his head, "Give me things and leave. He drove. I couldn't run him. He talked in a weird manner. Unlike a good person, he said it was given to Brother Chou. Otherwise, I would just catch him. Beat him!"

Talking in a weird tone? Isn't it the Xue Ren who is full of exclamation marks?

Shan Ye shook his head and said, "Everyone, everybody, after reading this book, Grandpa Da Shan suddenly realized that he wanted to write a poem!"

Everyone looked at each other, and Bai Qiong covered his eyes with painful expressions.

Shan Ye stepped on the table with one foot, raised his head and angered, raised his chest and said loudly,

"Xue Lao Pifu, if Futuer lacks, wouldn't it be possible to say that the Great Eagle of the Mountain Lord? Fight, come! Don't fight, present your wife!!"

Throwing sound, deafening.

The potted little green has little stars in both eyes, and her expression is cute.

Bai Qiong staggered and almost knelt down to Lord Shan.

Everyone looked at Huang Dashan like a ghost,

"The Lord Shan is mighty!"

"Master Shan!"

"The Lord Shan will dominate the rivers and lakes for generations to come!!"

Lin Chou wiped off his cold sweat and looked at the time, three days later.

He took out the small blackboard and just wrote a temporary character, Huang Dashan became anxious.

"Brother Lin is merciful!!"

"What's wrong?"

Huang Dashan laughed and said, "Isn't there three days left? Why should we suspend business? How much money should I earn less! Right? Who can't make ends meet with money?"

Lin Chou thought for a while, "I have to concentrate on the art of cooking, I must win."

Huang Dashan panicked and cast a mad wink at Bai Qiongshou.

"Well, Brother Lin, how can Jiu Shan Palace really compare to you in cooking? They must be compared to medicated food!"

"Medicated diet is not a vegetable? Don't all the cooks who make medicated diets are called cooks?"

Bai Qiongshou and Huang Dashan looked at each other, and they were speechless.

A group of diners were chased away after eating and drinking, and then Lin Chou carried a shovel and started to work.

If Shan Ye and Bai Qiongshou knew what Lin Chou was doing now, they would surely vomit three liters of blood.

——Yes, Lin Chou is going to build a cottage.

Regarding honesty and trustworthiness, Boss Xiaolin has never convinced anyone.

The two **** came together to please them, and they were kicked again by Lin Chou.

Built of willow wood, it is an ancestral hall-like building with three walls arched in a prominent place next to the pitcher plant gate.

Lin Chou used a small blackboard to rewrite the four characters of the public hut and stood outside, nodding in satisfaction.

Everything was ready, so the sign of the Xue family’s Nine Dining Palace was left in.

Lin Chou put up a sign for the suspension of business, and after a vicious threat of two fur balls, he walked through the little black door and went straight to the Lin's Xiaoguan in Pythagorean Alley.

I haven't come back for many days. The small restaurant is still in its original state. I touched the table. There was no dust. Obviously someone cleaned it.

A woman in coarse cloth walked by the door, she looked around for a while, and then said in surprise,

"Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, are you back?"

"Haha, Sister Hu, what are you doing?"

Calabash Baby's mother happily pulled Lin Chou's sleeve, "Oh, brother Xiaolin, the big guys are talking about you, I want to thank you for the salt-baked chicken that you gave to this group of old neighborhoods in our alley a few days ago!... .Everyone! Lin Chou is back!!"

Sister Hu’s voice was clearly audible in half of the alley, and after a while, Lin Chou was surrounded by people.

"Oh, Sorrow! Auntie hugged you when you were young!"

"Sorry, I heard that Erhu's baby became a mutant after eating your salt-baked chicken?"

"Are you a high official now? Don't say come back often to see our old gang of neighbours!"

Lin Chou smiled bitterly. The group of people around him were all the same age as his father. They had to call uncles and aunts. They didn't have any malicious intentions, except that they were a little cunning and cunning like ordinary people.

Lin Chou bowed his hands, "Come back and take a look... Erhu has the abilities himself, and he is born as the seedling of an evolutionary. If my salt-baked chicken really has this effect, won't the whole Mingguang have to confess me??"

"Yes, let me just say it!"

"But the salt-baked chicken is really delicious, Linzi, you are better than your dad's craftsmanship!"

"Linzi, go, go to my sister-in-law's house. My sister-in-law will get you some good stuff to make up. Look at your skinny body with a layer of skin on the outside of your bones. You can't be so slack when you become an Awakened adult!" Sister Hu pulls Lin Chou walked home.

A guy joked, "Oh, the mother of the gourd baby, your feelings are close to the forest, we are not good? The forest is the Awakener, what beautiful girl hasn't seen? Your two car lights are shining. It's not working for me to get lost in a flash!"

"Hahaha" a group of people suddenly laughed.

Sister Hu with her hands on her hips, her face flushed and she cursed loudly, "Take your mother’s egg, Song Laohan, a lady who hasn’t been a bed warmer in 20 years, and the black mountain wild boar who sees her first mother feels that she has double eyelids. Are you my son? Pooh! My old lady won't eat yours! Linzi, ignore them and go with my sister-in-law!"

When everyone heard her cursing like this, the two hahas disappeared.

Only Song Laohan mumbled unwillingly, "Tasty but dumplings, but fun..., Tsk."

Erhu’s father turned out from nowhere, looked at the yard of Calabashwa’s house, and slapped Song Laohan with a slap.

"Dumplings, you guys! At night, the kelp fish and fish are unloaded at the dock. You can get the kelp for no wages! Maybe you can bring a few fish back. Find some powerful ones in the alleys and go together!"

Old Song slobber almost came out, "Oh, Brother Tiger, I'm going to call!"

Uncle Hu stared, "Look for someone who is sincere! Don't be a few lazy bastards, you can't unload a boat overnight!"

"Go!"