Chapter two hundred and ninety fourth day defense night defense
At the same time, Lin Chou had just sent away a group of guests from the Research Institute. Summit 23S.
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Only Sikong and his damn duck were left in the store.
Sikong was also sighing. He really couldn't hold it back. Young Master Mo Shang, who always boasted himself as a chivalrous man, still cursed his mother.
"Fuck!"
"What are you talking about, Lin? The fight between dragon and tiger... is not for sale?!"
Lin Chou nodded naturally,
"As you can see, the people from the Research Institute just left, and they probably haven't come down the mountain yet. How about you go and chase them back?"
People from the Research Institute just brought the news that they were the first to find an adult caracal, and paid a deposit of 10 million in advance. They hope to book Lin Chou's small restaurant on the first day of next month, and give a very sincere apology in the official language.
Specific actions include posting a notice at the gate saying that we sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to everyone.
To say that Lin Chou was still very satisfied, the people in the scientific research institute were not so rigid, and they actually understood the principle of "reciprocity".
Yes, a group of people from the Research Institute brought a dozen rare blue-striped wildebeests and sold them to Lin Chou at almost cabbage price.
This should be one of the indescribable "local specialties". Well, it is said that it was brought from a certain valley when I was looking for caracals. In the words of the scientific research institute, it has no research value anyway, so it is better to sell it for money.
Sikong scoffed, but there was nothing he could do.
If the Scientific Research Institute really gets into trouble, it will be in vain for him, Mr. Sikong.
“Hot chicken.”
Only the devil knows how Mr. Kong, who spends so much money, feels now. For the first time, this is the first time he has money but can't spend it.
This is not for a feast, but...
To put it bluntly, Sikong's illness was a congenital deficiency. It was determined from birth that neither mutation nor awakening could make up for such shortcomings.
The delicious taste of red braised crocodile palm is still unforgettable to Sikong, but its miraculous effects make Sikong see hope.
Especially after he had another fight between dragon and tiger, the situation began to develop in an unpredictable direction.
Sikong was extremely excited to discover that the original power in his body began to accumulate.
The congenital defects destined him to be unable to break through the first level in his life. It is like a wooden barrel with a missing board. If you let it be filled with water, it does not exist at all.
Not everyone knows what it feels like for the original power to be active in the body, so Sikong told his unscrupulous father about this, and Sikong Yu simply invited all the people from the scientific research institute, a total of 130
The old professor... The result he got is a good thing!
Okay, these old guys don't understand shit and can't see anything. The only advice they can give is to go to the scientific research institute for inspection, inspection, various inspections, and it is best to dissect Mr. Sikong and take slices.
Knowing that it was a good thing, they felt relieved. After thinking about it, they decided to go directly to the real owner.
So Sikong came and knocked back his father who secretly wanted to come with the car.
After Sikong arrived, a 2,500-word report in the style of a standard academic paper made Lin Chou's expression look like he was constipated.
It took me a long time to squeeze out four words,
"Strengthen the foundation and cultivate the spirit."
Lin Chou wanted to sneer, mmp If you ask me, I have to guess whether I know.
As the saying goes, if you study mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will be able to travel all over the world. Should you ask Xiao Wuzi to come over some other day and use the method of a scientific research institute to analyze the fusion and efficacy of the components of various alienated ingredients?
Sikong sighed for a long time,
"Caracal, caracal!"
Lin Chou kept his hands on the meat in the basin and said,
"Well, if you find a caracal, we can make an exception for this dragon-tiger fight once a month."
This has always been Lin Chou's little cleverness. Rare things are worth more. Damn it, the system has always only set a lower limit but no upper limit. The upper limit is what Lin Chou said himself.
Sikong almost fell out with Lin Chou,
"The damn scientific research institute and the garrison sent out almost all their manpower, and they had to turn over the entire wilderness to find just a few of them. I don't know how they were hidden. Do you think I am the King of Heaven? Whatever.
Can you grab it?"
Lin Chou glared at him, "Why are you so dirty? Why do you always want to steal other people's things? Why don't you go look for it yourself?"
Sikong also glared, "If I can find your damn fart, why should I stare at you here?"
"It's no use just staring at me. I can't conjure up a caracal for you...Don't even think about Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai. I'll be careful to tear your little body apart."
Sikong licked his lips and came closer with a smile on his face. Lin Chou was so frightened that he stepped back.
"What are you going to do? I'll tell you if I have a knife in my hand."
Sikong giggled, "Brother Lin, look at the last time you had a dragon-tiger fight, didn't you have a big pot left over, and you even cheated on me by comparing the circulation points... You are a chef,
What to do is not just a matter of your words?"
"what do you mean?"
"Ahem, I mean, if you can secretly save me one or two bowls, the price is easy to negotiate!"
Lin Chou couldn't help but feel a mouthful of old blood spraying on this guy's face.
"Damn it, you can't imagine that you let me steal the food you cooked?"
"How can it be called stealing when it comes to scholars? I thought, Boss Lin, you are so handsome, you must have a way, right?"
Lin Chou's eyelids fluttered,
"Well, seeing as how honest you are, let me think about it for a moment or two."
"Okay, okay, think about it slowly, think about it slowly..." Sikong quietly stuffed a card into Lin Chou's pocket, "Don't worry, think about it slowly."
Technically speaking, an extremely dirty and dirty deal seems to have been concluded just like that?
Lin Chou raised his head proudly and didn't pay any attention to that guy.
Just kidding, would our boss Lin do this kind of thing?
Who do you think I, Lin Chou, am?
Of course it’s a righteous rejection!
He lowered his head and glanced at the half-expanded card in his pocket, oh, golden one, ten million!
Sure enough, those people at the Research Institute are all stingy!
(Huh? What words above...I'm sorry, those are the wrong subtitles.)
Boss Lin has always had no psychological burden on such small things. He can only smile indescribably and say, "Come pick up the goods on the 2nd!"
"No, Polemy."
Having accomplished a great task, I felt refreshed and Sikong's accent became more relaxed.
"Xiao Linzi, what are you doing?"
Lin Chou kneaded and kneaded the horse meat in a basin of ice cubes. His technique was very gentle and meticulous, comparable to a lover's thrush.
"Usually after making a big fortune... No, no, no, this doesn't quite express my feelings. If you won a lottery with five million circulation points, how would you celebrate?"
Sikong thought seriously for a long time, with a confused look on his face.