(Thanks to book friend Lao Shu Chong for the reward of 500 starting coins, thank you very much.)
Shanye is not the most powerful among all hunters, but he is the richest among the people who make a living in the wilderness.
Just Shanye's beetle-shaped horsepower monster made all the hunters salivate.
When Mr. Shan was washing the car, the idle crowd dispersed.
I’m jealous, I’m afraid I’ll get pinkeye if I watch too much!
Supervising his boys to wash cars has become one of Shan Ye's few hobbies.
Until the external armor pieced together with the bones and fur of the alien beasts was spotless, Mr. Shan nodded with satisfaction, and then turned and entered the tavern, "Brother Lin? I think the beef offal soup you made that day was good. Let's have a whole bowl."
Lin Chou was delighted, and suddenly felt a sense of recognition, "Okay!"
Beef offal soup is a dish that is not recognized by the system. It only contains the basic original power of beef itself. It does not have the magical effect of a plug-in. No hunter's money comes from the strong wind that grows in the ground. Except for Lin Chou, who drinks it
One bite, no one cares about it at all - well, it's not cheap either!
"Oh my, it's a rare morning to take a break from the busy work," Huang Dashan glanced at the hunters lingering on the hillside and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "A bowl of spicy beef offal soup is really the best thing. It doesn't matter if it doesn't have special effects.
Ahaha, I am willful if I have money!"
There were a lot of curses down the hillside, and Lin Chou's face turned blue. This guy's chat was not as popular as his snoring.
I'm thinking about putting up a sign for this rough-faced guy and writing "No sleeping in the car, no talking during meals."
"Chou~Brother~Brother!"
"puff."
Huang Dashan spat out the soup in one mouthful, "What, what the hell? Are you recruiting a fox?"
Zuo Chen snorted, carrying her huge backpack that never left her body on her shoulders, and dragging a sack under her hand.
"Big and small bags, moving?"
Master Shan was suddenly stunned. He pointed at Zuo Chen and said in an excited tone, "Hiss, Brother Lin! Didn't you buy this potted plant-like thing to be your concubine? The taste is too strong!"
Lin Chou immediately shook his head, "Have you ever seen someone buy a pot of cactus to put on the bed?"
Zuo Chen rolled his eyes at Master Shan, curled his lips, and said sharply, "You are the bonsai! Your whole family is a bonsai. My aunt's surname is Zuo Mingchen! A second-level intermediate awakener! You should call me sir!"
Shan Ye snorted, who has he served? Lao Zhao dared to pick him up and throw it away to feed the wolves (although Shan Ye may not know what he did), but he was still afraid of a small second-level awakener?
"Eating? What's wrong?"
Lin Chou was a little impatient.
Zuo Chen chuckled and leaned forward, "Brother Chou, I got what you asked for."
Lin Chou glared at her, "Isn't it on an island far, far away? Aren't there many extremely ferocious, huge, high-level, and extremely dangerous beasts in the sea?"
Zuo Chen was not embarrassed at all. Lin Chou stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here, how many are there?"
Zuo Chen made a V-sign, picked up the sack and pushed it into Lin Chou's arms, "Here, there are only so many."
Lin Chou looked at the sack and then at Zuo Chen.
"There are four hundred and thirty-five in total. They are all fresh and very big. My aunt did not take advantage of you."
Four hundred and thirty-five times five thousand... I'm a little dizzy!!
Mr. Shan drank the soup in a hurry and said inarticulately, "Brother Lin, what are you muttering about? Why is it so mysterious?"
Zuo Chen had a smile on his face, "Well, um, it's okay, this lovely old uncle, you can eat yours!"
"I said pot, fairy...cough, Chen Chen, look at these potatoes, can they be cheaper?" Lin Chou blushed, and the water he spilled when he said it was hard to collect!
"Why five thousand potatoes each?" Huang Dashan slapped his hand on the table, "What a potted plant! Are you trying to trick Brother Lin?"
Two shiny big axes came out with a clang, and there seemed to be a silver light all over their bodies.
Lin Chou was startled, "Brother Shan, what are you doing? Put the ax away quickly!"
Zuo Chen shrank back, "I, I didn't trick anyone..."
"Tricking people is not called cheating, you are a pockmark??" Huang Dashan said, "Brother Lin, how long has it been since you returned to the base city? The cultivation technology of genetically modified potatoes in the scientific research institute has long been promoted, and now they are everywhere on the streets.
They sell baked potatoes and baked sweet potatoes! You don’t know?”
"Well...I still have something to do...I'm leaving first..."
"boom"
Zuo Chen turned around and ran away. He bumped into a black shadow and bounced off his butt.
Zhao Ziyu's six bodyguards looked unkind, "You want to attack our young master??"
What a ghost attack! Now my aunt just wants to run away quickly!
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Jiu Shan Palace! The Xue family! Xue Ren! On the orders of the head of the Xue family! I send you a greeting card! Dare I ask! Who is! The Lin family's apocalyptic restaurant! Lin Chou?!"
One word at a time, strikingly loud, sonorous rose... Saying a few words is a very serious breaking point.
All in all, it was a voice that made me want to slap him in the face.
The big man Liu Jiao's bodyguard looked behind him in confusion.
Xue Ren walked into the tavern and asked, "Who is Lin Chou?"
"I am"
"The Xue family greets me. The head of the family has something to say: The Xue family has a kind heart. Since the ship has been settled, it will use its cooking skills to surpass the others. If the Xue family wins, you should reap the consequences. If you win, the Xue family will forget the past. Please choose an auspicious day and go to Jiushan Palace.
A narration."
Others were still translating classical Chinese, and Huang Dashan chuckled, "Well, Xue Ren or Xue Gui, is this your Xue family's success?"
How had Xue Ren ever been ridiculed like this?
"Who are you? Tell me your name!"
Huang Dashan slapped Xue Ren to the ground, "Have you read too many martial arts novels? Why don't you tell me your name? I am your grandpa Dashan, and you are a descendant of Dashan! Got it?"
Young Master Ziyu chirped, "Um, Xue Ren, is this post really sent to you by my cheap brother-in-law?"
Only then did Xue Ren react, covering his face, "Yes, Master Ziyu"
Zhao Ziyu said, "Well, go back. I think my brother-in-law now wishes that this post would not be delivered to Brother Chou."
Xue Ren's face was full of questions.
"Ahem, a little accident happened yesterday. I think my cheap brother-in-law doesn't have time to deal with other things."
Huang Dashan chuckled, "By the way, where is the old witch following you?"
"Aunt Lin...Aunt Lin had something to do and didn't come."
Huang Dashan looked meaningfully at the row of six mutants in black suits and sunglasses outside the door, "I heard about Jiushan Palace...right?"
Zhao Ziyu's little face wrinkled up and she said tightly, "Uncle Shan, do you know? After leaving here yesterday, Aunt Lin went to Jiushen Palace..."
Huang Dashan started to play movies in his head. Xue Ren got a message from Lao Xue and went out, but Aunt Lin came to knock on the door. Xue Ren didn't know that his shopkeeper had been put in a sack and came to the restaurant the next day.
Send a post...
This Xue Ren has a great future!
However,
"Xue Bapi, hahaha, his legs were actually broken by a warrior, and he was still a bitch! Hahahaha, I laughed to death."
"Aunt Lin is very powerful..."
Mr. Shan nodded wildly, "Next time the old witch comes, I will invite her to drink!"
Zhao Ziyu pouted, "Aunt Lin never drinks."
Master Shan said, "Who is that? Go back and tell Xue Papi that our little brother Lin will not bully the old, weak, sick and disabled... Huh? He seems to have taken advantage of them all! When his old cold leg is healed, we will mention the battle post again.