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Chapter 931 Slimy X

Sunfish is a very serious sixth-level ingredient, it's not like a stubborn donkey who only had a big black and shiny tail.

Boss Lin cherishes and cherishes it, for fear of wasting it. It's a pity that the dog beeping system can't just return the thief's beeping, otherwise with Heixinlin's urinary properties, every inch of the bluegill would be a new dish, and he would still be at a loss by then.

Becoming the richest man in Mingguang?

Zhao Er has put away his "abused" mentality and is extremely serious.

Because he suddenly discovered that even though the things this boy made looked very simple, the actual taste of the things on the plate could surprise him.

For example, the "cold white radish" he just ate didn't have any artificial seasoning, but the taste was perfect. It would be false to say that he didn't enjoy it when he ate it. It was so refreshing.

Zhao Er's eyes fell on the plate of "Slimy X Mixed Green Radish". Several square, genuine green radishes were piled randomly on the plate, looking like a small mountain range that was gradually rising.

, just by placing it there, the radish itself has a special charm, but when you look closely, you don’t feel much at all.

Threads of slightly viscous soy sauce dripped on the peak of the "small mountain range", hanging down like a waterfall, flowing directly to the "sticky X" under the small mountain range, and the sticky X showed a

The dark green with a bit of green and blue seems to be divided into two types, because it may be mixed with mottled orange-yellow.

Zhao Er's Adam's apple squirmed - to be honest, he would rather have only a bunch of green radish on the plate, and he really couldn't compliment the slimy X.

Zhao Er held the chopsticks in his hand tightly, and the veins on his somewhat slender fingers were faintly visible, showing his inner struggle at this moment.

Finally, Zhao Er quickly picked up a piece of radish and put it in his mouth.

"Kacha kacha~"

Zhao Er's pupils shrank, and he was a little incoherent.

"Let me knock, what is the origin of this carrot?"

Lin Chou was used to everyone being surprised when they got Gao Jie Qing's radish, so he just nodded slightly, keeping a low profile.

Zhao Er said,

"It's really...for a radish...its taste is a bit scary...it feels like you will become addicted if you eat too much."

Boss Lin said impatiently,

"The beach next to it is the theme, and the carrot is a foil. You should try it~"

Mr. Zhao was really scolding his mother in his heart.

(Am I pretty? You also know that thing is a "puddle". I thought you were blind!)

Mr. Zhao said timidly like a little girl preparing to get into the sedan chair,

"Well...ahem...don't you plan to tell me what the heck it is?"

Lin Chou also had a temper. He slapped his ID card on the table, and the bright blue star diamond flashed.

"Including the wine Chenghui's 2,786,500 yuan and the two dishes' 126,000 yuan, the total is 2,912,000 yuan. Cash or credit card?"

Zhao Er was confused, completely confused.

He twisted his neck at an angle that was so sharp that the tendons in his neck were twitching. He looked at Lin Chou with disbelief and heart-wrenching eyes, as if he had been betrayed by a close relative.

Zhao Er's voice was extremely hoarse and heavy,

"Mother, a person named Wen actually eats Overlord's meal?!"

Lin Chou's eyelids twitched,

"The benefit is 2,912,500 yuan, 2,920,000 yuan after discount...cash! Or swipe your card!"

Zhao Er said quietly,

"Um, can you wash the dishes?"

The roof of the coconut tree hut suddenly jumped on the spot twice.

Mr. Zhao looked up at the sky,

"Okay, okay, I know, should I take it off myself or you do it..."

——Knock, are you planning to do a py transaction that comes as a surprise?

Lin Chou:(* ̄︶ ̄)

Maintaining the quality smile that a big company CEO should have, Lin Chou said calmly,

"Is it skin? I have a wolf skin bag, a musk skin bag, a deerskin bag, and a crocodile skin bag. Let me do it. A complete set of human skin bags should be a specialty of the store and everyone will like it."

Lin Chou thought to himself,

"Of course, it is necessary to write on it, 'This skin comes from Zhao XX, it is two inches thick and weighs three kilograms.' Then ask Mr. Zhao, Mr. Leng, Mr. Matchmaker, Auntie Xingxing, to come and visit for a fee. Oh, by the way, Sister Xingxing.

Haven't I always liked your butt? If Sister Xingxing can't help but give a high price, I can consider selling the butt part directly to her. Believe me, believe in the professional skills of a cook, your leather tube is gone.

It doesn’t matter about your butt, I can use a cucumber peel and a kitchen knife to carve out a hair-like shape for your leather tube. This is completely basic for the cooks who have inherited it from ancient China——"

Mr. Zhao believed that his expression at this moment must be full of despair. He quickly took out a shiny golden card and threw it to Lin Chou.

"There is no need to look for three million. Please give me some wasabi. Even if my eyes are as red as a rabbit and I cry worse than a dog, others can only say that I am the kind of mustard that makes me doubt my life. It is used for eating sashimi."

Excellent~"

Lin Chou took the card,

"It's on this plate."

Zhao Er shed tears of pain as painful as rice.

Liar, men are all big liars, what they say is better than what they sing, please pay me back the tip first!

Zhao Er’s chopsticks were trembling while holding the sticky X between his hands.

"Too expensive...ahem...I mean too precious..."

Lin Chou nodded seriously,

"indeed."

Zhao Er put the sticky X into his mouth and warned him not to be curious, but his tongue completely violated his warning.

"Suck~"

The taste of pure ocean freshness and minerals from the deep sea instantly occupied the entire mouth, like a sharp numbness like some kind of neurotoxin, touching every taste cell on the tip of the tongue, as if performing some mysterious ritual.

The dancing spirit of sex.

Spin and jump with my eyes closed~

Zhao Er suddenly had an idea,

"Ci'ao, you said this thing is poisonous. Could it be the liver of a puffer fish? It's so delicious that it's so delicious... It does mean something like that..."

Zhao Er had already begun to mentally weigh whether he could use the blowfish poison as a fifth-level boss - especially since this thing was created by Lin Chou, could it be a strangely high-level alien puffer fish?

Knock, I heard that this thing can make people die in seconds. Second Master, why don’t I bring back the blood in my mouth first and prepare myself by opening the Rendu and Du meridians...

But the sweet and delicious taste lingering in his mouth made Zhao Er unable to control his hands, and he dropped his chopsticks like flying.

"I said, there's nothing seasoned? Just cut it like this?"

Lin Chou really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Second Master Zhao, there is sauce next to it, really..."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh~"

Sometimes chirping is not rude, but can be seen as a form of respect.

Besides, some foods are so delicious that you can't stop eating them.

——I can’t control how much I send!

Zhao Er found that his stubborn temper was defeated so quickly for the first time. The slimy X suddenly became cute in his eyes. This change of attitude even caught him off guard.

The base tone is dark green, flashing with some kind of cyan and green metallic cold tones.

Zhao Er dipped it in a little black sauce that looked like some kind of soy sauce.

"emmmmm~"

It's wasabi, the best wasabi.

Zhao Er said,

"There is a little bit of balsamic vinegar in the horseradish. I can't taste it... Can you tell me what this is?"

Lin Chou smiled,

"Here, far away but right before our eyes, this thing is actually the liver of the black gold abalone that I pried out in advance."

Zhao Er suddenly realized,

"No wonder I can't figure out what this thing is. I've never seen any liver when I eat abalone. I just throw it away, right?"

Lin Chou said,

"It's difficult to identify the internal organs such as the liver and gonads of abalone, and most of them are treated as waste. In fact, the liver of abalone is very delicious when eaten fresh."

Lin Chou didn't say a word. Apart from the unflattering appearance of this thing, if you can't handle the taste well, it's not much different from drinking bile directly.

Zhao Er quickly asked,

"Then this sauce... um... the recipe is not a secret, if it is, just pretend I didn't ask."

Lin Chou shook his head,

"How can I do that? The second soup of boiled abalone is added with horseradish paste, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar and a little juice squeezed from the rhizome of Leng Shuidan."

Mr. Zhao was speechless,

"Your cook must have been an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner who could prescribe medicines in his last life. Why do you always come up with a scientific name that I have never heard of..."

Lin Chou said,

"Lengshui Dan is also called Horse Hoof Fragrance or Yuegu Grass. It tastes sweet and slightly bitter. Before the great disaster, it was used in many areas to treat sores. I heard that it was also used as a folk remedy to treat gout in ancient times. As for whether it is true or not, I will not tell you.

I don’t know, it probably goes well with seafood, but of course it’s mostly eaten as a wild vegetable – the triangular and heart-shaped leaves in the rocks in the stream at the Hetao Corridor are all cold water pills.”

A kind of ulterior emotion arises spontaneously,

"The Age of Cataclysm is a perfect era for cooks. There is no need to consider the mutual conflict between food and medicine. As long as the taste is good, it is perfect. It is difficult to eat dead people anyway, tsk tsk."

What he said finally made Zhao Er understand that there is a kind of mentality called anxiety, especially panic.

Lin Chou Yile,

"Don't think too much about it. Talking about toxicity aside from dosage is just a hooliganism. I know it well - besides, your first- and fifth-level boss is always in a panic."

Mr. Zhao’s heart was broken:

Of course I was panicking, what a fucking fifth-level boss I am, why should I, a fifth-level boss, look at the face of a woman who lives in a shantytown and makes a living washing dishes for others?

Zhao Er said sadly,

"Sometimes I really envy them for being such great warriors."

"In the early stage, I had a good meal, but in the later stage, I have the world. As soon as I pass the fifth level, I will beat us, a low-level loser with no dignity, how can you make us feel so embarrassed?"

The topic changed a bit quickly, and Lin Chou didn't understand why Mr. Zhao would think of this again.

Well, even the most amiable boss will always meet some weird customers. Maybe this is life~

You see, when you think about it like this, your state of mind will immediately turn up like a donkey rolling over a loan shark, crying and shouting.

Zhao Er didn't know that Lin Chou was still in the self-defeating stage, so he continued to say sadly,

"Lin...the boss...suddenly realized that you are the hidden boss when compared with me. If you have any good dishes or new dishes in the future, I will be your most loyal guinea pig, you know." No?"

Lin Chou simply twisted her mouth,

"Come on, the Zhao family still likes my little trouble, huh."

Zhao Erdeng burst into tears,

"My old man doesn't like me, Ziyu doesn't like me, but that doesn't mean I don't like him -"

Mr. Zhao threw his bottom line and moral integrity out of the window in an instant.

"Except for the active crystal, your butt is actually very beautiful!"

Lin Chou: "......"

(Perhaps I should try to bring Zhao Er and Huang Dashan together, as they seem to be an inexplicable match.)

This is completely incomparable to Shen Feng and others. Sometimes, it takes talent to be coquettish and coquettish.

Don't beep, this world is so unfair - and Mr. Zhao is the kind of genius who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and has a wonderful skeleton that is rare in a hundred years and only encounters a thief who can pull him up!

For those with the same treatment, you can also refer to Prince Huang of Huang Dashan, who Shen Feng has been imitating but can never surpass.

Lin Chou took a deep breath,

"Second Master, do you have faith?"

Zhao Er was stunned,

"What, physical belief?"

Lin Chou turned his head and shouted in one direction,

"Master Shan, I saw your erect ears. Stop hiding. Your legs are not numb after squatting all afternoon - do you have faith?"

Huang Dashan's expression didn't change. He stood up and punched his legs, waist and deformed gluteus medius.

Look at the sky and say,

"It is necessary to understand the theory of Funny Invincibility!"

Lin Chou spread his hands and said deeply,

"Look, even though his talent is so terrifying, Master Shan still doesn't give up on his hard work. Don't you feel a little bit ashamed!"

Zhao Er was speechless.

He waved to Huang Dashan,

"Come on, try this dish. I, Zhao Er, have never admired anyone, but I admire you very much."

Zhao Er stretched out two fingers and gestured,

"I heard that you escaped from Leng Han's hands."

"I heard that you escaped from Qingyu's hands."

"And, twice."

Huang Dashan cupped his hand,

"Transfer, transfer, transfer."

Lin Chou added in his mind,

"Don't you know this? He also escaped from your old man's hands twice."

Zhao Er said to Huang Dashan,

"You don't need me to say more. Once you hear it, you'll hear it. What I said to Lin Chou before—"

"Understand, understand, I, Huang Dashan, have a reputation for being tight-lipped, hehe."

Lin Chou: "Your shamelessness and reputation are spreading throughout the world."

Zhao Er (kindly): "Oh? They are tight-lipped? In fact, I know a pair of brothers whose ancestral home is Bulgaria or Bulgaria before the cataclysm. They like to make friends with tight-lipped people. I will introduce them another day. Let me get to know you."

Huang Dashan's face turned green and he bowed deeply.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to have such a rich reserve of knowledge. I must have made a friend of yours, Mr. Huang."

Zhao Er immediately jumped up and bowed deeply.

"After this, true good friends never mention positions that the other person cannot bear easily."

Huang Dashan looked at Zhao Er, Zhao Er looked at Huang Dashan, a strange atmosphere brewed and fermented and fermented.

"Goodbye~"

"The spring breeze brings me joy when I meet my bosom friend~"

At this time, some kind of suspicious BGM came from the bottom of the mountain and gradually approached. (To be continued)


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