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Chapter 175 Talking about money is an insult to you

Lin Chou thought for a while, between friendship and circulation, of course...

"Sikong?"

"???"

"I have a dish that is not on the menu. It is very powerful and delicious. It uses high-quality fourth-level ingredients. The most important thing is that you can eat it too..."

Sikong rolled his eyes, "You can just say no!"

You see, communicating with smart people saves your worries.

"But..."

"...Forget it, you don't need to say it, but the price is very expensive, right?"

You would be disgusting if you act like this!

Sikong smiled slightly, and at that moment, it was as if the kingdom was in his hands and the beauty was in her arms. The mother-in-law was squeezing her back and the father-in-law was beating his legs.

"When I buy something, I never ask the price. Do you know why?"

"..."

It was obvious that Lin Chou didn't want to cooperate.

"Because no matter how expensive it is, I can afford it - as long as I want."

"I have a small goal now, which is to earn him 100 million first."

Sikong squinted his eyes, raised one finger, and then another.

"Okay, I've earned enough."

Lin Chou turned around and left. Talking about money with such a person was an insult to him.

It's superfluous for me to say anything to you anymore - in fact, I'm ecstatic inside, I need this kind of customer, please get me a truck!

Lin Chou prepared some coconut milk jelly and sea stone flower jelly and put them in the crisper. The fresh coconut milk is also frozen in it. All he needs to do is put it on a plate, put mint leaves on it, and finally grind some rose salt on it.

The surface of sea stone flower coconut custard is like pink stars, exuding a unique style.

"Try it, this is a new dish, sea stone coconut custard."

Sikong paused for a moment, feeling a little unsure and confused, "Can I really eat it? My body simply can't withstand too much source impact. To be precise, anything above the first level can't be tolerated."

Sikong swallowed, his mouth dry, "Take it away quickly, it smells so damn...I won't be able to bear it anymore, it doesn't matter if I die, my crooked father will probably send tens of thousands of soldiers to kill him."

You bomb Yanhui Mountain into Yanhui Lake, and then blow up the base city..."

"What are you talking about? I said you can eat it, but why am I cheating on you?"

Sikong picked up the spoon and said, "Stay here, don't delay my master's meal."

"..."

This is what people say from word of mouth, if you have breasts, you are a mother, right?

Lin Chou walked into the kitchen happily. Well, if you can, please insult this chef god with your circulation.

Take out a crocodile paw from the fresh-keeping cabinet, which was left over from Lord Gungun earlier.

First blanch, then freeze, remove scales, boil oil for three more times, apply soy sauce in between, and fry into large pine skin.

Guinea fowl, beef ribs, ham stewed in soup, steamed in a steamer on top, smeared with alligator paws in three-color snake wine.

After an hour, add chicken fir mycelium soy sauce, add the three-colored snake wine to collect the soup, and pour it on the crocodile palm.

Lin Chou finished the dish that originally took six hours to complete in just one hour. It must be attributed to the three times snake wine.

Sikong had already finished eating the sea stone flower coconut custard, and woke up from the "subtle" state of emptiness, "Hiss, hiss... What does this smell like? It smells so good... Hiss, hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"

"

"Hey, Mr. Sikong is here too. I'm so polite here... Well, it smells good. I'm hungry too, I really want to eat."

Yo yo, the deer roars, eating apples in the wild... cough cough.

"Oh, Miss...Well, hello, Mr. Sikong, I would like to send you my regards, little pigeon!"

Sikong coughed twice and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Bai. This is my master's dish. Mr. Bai wants to eat it, but we have to wait."

Bai Suren's lips twitched slightly, her eyes gleaming, "Mr. Sikong, I have a performance for a while, are you willing to let me return to the base city on an empty stomach?"

Sikong blinked and said, "Bai, can you please order some other dishes? For example, the... toothy wolf sashimi from Lin Chou's place is good, it's fresh and tender."

Bai Suren said quietly, "Slave, I don't want to eat too greasy food today."

"That's just right. My dish, smell it, is braised, deep-fried and heavy with soup and ingredients. It's really not suitable for the Bai family."

Bai Suren flicked his sleeves and raised his eyebrows, "Master Sikong, do you really want to go against me today?"

"Where did Mr. Bai's words come from? I don't dare... What if one day I'm walking on the street and are knocked unconscious by Mr. Bai's crazy fans and thrown into the toilet? I won't have anywhere to cry."

Bai Suren snorted, "Boss Lin, how much does this dish cost?"

I usually call him...ahem...this time I call him Boss Lin. If this is such a formal title...does it mean business matters?

"Twenty-one thousand in circulation."

Bai Suren smiled slightly, "If the slave has 300,000 yuan in circulation, please ask Boss Lin to make another one for Mr. Sikong!"

Sikong raised his eyebrows and said, "I will pay 500,000 yuan and ask Boss Lin to make another one for the Bai family."

"Six hundred thousand."

"one million."

"five million."

"Ten million."

Lin Chou cried and asked for the money, so he persuaded her with kind words,

"What a fight!"

Do you really dare to give it, do I really dare to ask for it, or what?

Lin Chou was afraid that his father's seventh vertebra pendant would jump out of his pocket and slap him to death.

"Clang."

A stone plate with a diameter of more than two meters hit the table with a loud sound, and a giant steaming palm was placed on it.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and said, "What Boss Lin is making this time is the hind legs. It's nearly 800 kilograms. Even ten of you can't finish it. Who is that, a little pigeon, right? Go get the knives, forks and chopsticks, everyone."

Let’s eat together, I haven’t eaten yet!!”

The little pigeon snickered and left silently.

Sikong and Bai Suren looked at each other, "Humph!"

Bai Suren turned around and said to Lin Choufu, "Master Lin, you are so good~!"

"I have something worse, do you want to feel it?"

Lin Chou made a fierce look, squinting at the pan on the wall.

Unexpectedly, Bai Suren blushed with embarrassment and covered his face with a handkerchief, so he didn't see it at all, "Slave...Slave...let the Nu family think about it..."

"puff!"

The blood of Sikong and Lin Chou collided in the air, composing a touching tragic song.

"Hahaha...ahem..."

Lin Chou squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Smile, I'll laugh you to death."

The carefully stewed crocodile palm is covered with thick and shiny red soup. When the breeze blows, it really reaches the state of "looking like a delicate flower with rippling water".

With a gentle touch of the chopsticks, a piece of crocodile palm meat slid down into a piece just big enough to fit in your mouth, and the gelatin seeped out from the pit left behind, condensing into a puddle before dripping.

Sikong's eyes widened, "This, is this the crocodile's back paw?"

"Yes."

Bai Suren covered her lips and said, "Oh my god, I have eaten the eight-treasure bear paw made by Master Xue in Jiushan Palace, but it has never been as gelatinous as Mr. Lin's, let alone the meat is much tougher.

The crocodile palm is divided, Mr. Lin, I admire you!"

Sikong sneered, "Old Xue Qi lost, the Jiushan Palace has already been renamed Bafang Tower. Mr. Bai, not many people are watching the performance recently, right? Do you need me to go and cheer you up?"

The implication is, everyone, you are so poor, how long has it been since you went to Lao Xue's house for a meal? Isn't it embarrassing?

"snort!"

Little pigeon, "Snort... hiss... woo... so delicious..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

See, these are three black lines, the kind that can strangle someone!

Little Pigeon felt that the air had suddenly become three cents colder, "Well... Miss... you won't eat anything... but... it's so delicious! I'm snoring..."

Lin Chou thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of an adjective.

Forget it, maybe this is the only smart person today.


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