Chapter nine hundred and seventy seventh home business
Of course, the most embarrassing thing is that Bai Qiongshou feels isolated by his own IQ——
Didn't you read the almanac when you went out today?
Bai Qiong first pinched his fingers and counted, then pinched...and counted again...
emmm, suddenly I feel a little hungry,
"What, Lin Zi, your soup..."
Lin Chou pointed directly at a certain pot and said,
"Serve it yourself...and the big-breasted sister, look at you and Yourong, thin, so from now on our work meal will be pork! Stir-fry, fry, barbecue, stew, make sure you don't bring the same thing every day
Damn it!"
Bai Qiongshou: "..."
Busty sister: "..."
So what, bro, why don’t I give you money?
Su Yourong walked out of the kitchen with tears in her eyes,
"Shihu, Shihu, I was wrong, I will never cheat again... Isn't it okay for me to cut four big pots of shredded potatoes every day... Wuwuwu..."
Lin Chou nodded and reached out to hand something like a mask to Su Yourong.
"Try this on."
Bai Qiong staggered,
"Gas mask??"
Things like feelings are also common items in your kitchen?!
Lin Chou glanced at him sideways,
"How about you cut up two big pots of red onions and take a look?"
Bai Qiong was frightened for the first second.
Lin Chou shouted,
"Get out? Get out! Get out! Send that pot of maitake mushroom stewed Black Mountain wild boar to Mr. Snow Dumpling. There's no food in his trough again!"
"Ouch~"
The thousand kilograms of meat in this pot is probably enough for the snow dumpling boss to eat for an hour or two. It is simply a black hole in the shape of a snowman.
Bai Qiongshou said,
"Hey, when are you going to hang it up?"
Lin Chou muttered distressedly,
"Why are you so blind? Do you think I think so?"
Boss Lin felt that the contribution money collected by Sikong and the Gao family was not that sufficient - did the boss of Qingxue Dumpling really want to make up for all the food he had not eaten in hundreds of years?
"Buzz~boom~"
A slightly low roar, like the startup of a giant machine, came from very far away. At first, the sound was only as loud as the buzzing of a bee, but it seemed that the entire land and the surrounding air were following this frequency.
Tremor.
Bai Qiongshou suddenly shouted,
"Damn it, what a big fuck~!"
Bai Qiong scolded his mother, and all the muscles on his face tensed up, making his expression look a little ferocious.
"I'm back, haha, I'm really back. Linzi, have you seen there are so many people! At least tens of thousands, haha~"
Standing on Yanhui Mountain, you can see that a winding, dark shadow suddenly appears in the wilderness in the distance, gradually approaching.
The dull hum gradually turned into the roar of the engine and the noise of the armor crushing weeds, shrubs, and stones.
Hundreds of wilderness chariots opened the way, regardless of consumption, and bulldozed all obstacles with the strongest attitude.
Behind them are all kinds of trucks, brand new ones with full horsepower, old ones that sound everywhere except the horn, semi-trailers... almost all the models that can be seen on the market can be found there.
——All overloaded!
Then nearly a hundred special vehicles carrying source crystal cannons and bird-wing crossbows came into view, followed by a huge crowd.
Bai Qiong’s sharp eyes,
"Say...half of those bird-winged crossbows have hugged Huo'er!"
The walking speed of the crowd was no slower than that of vehicles. Soon, the cheers, curses and shouts of the evolutionists swept over like a landslide and tsunami.
Well, the evolved ones at this time look much more powerful than the zombie tide or something like that.
Compared with the no-name evolvers who are chasing after wolves and dolphins, the small group of people at the front of the crowd wearing garrison uniforms and wearing blood-red and pale bone armor are special enough.
Neat, solemn, and intimidating.
The garrison and the troops of the Development Committee carefully kept a distance, controlling the speed of the evolutionists while trying not to anger them. It looked very hard.
Before the people and cars arrived, the disgusting smell of corpses and blood had already spread to Yanhui Mountain.
Bai Qiongshou screamed and jumped like a child going to a big market for the first time.
"Living corpses are all made of materials from living corpses! Lin Zi, look at that car. Is the shiny bucket all made of soft crystal??"
Lin Chou coughed,
"Old Bai, don't worry about being happy for now. Did you say before that how much source crystal fuel you had collected?"
Bai Qiongsou's enthusiasm was immediately washed away by Duotou's basin of foot-washing water.
"Uh...well...not...not much..."
He didn't say much, but in fact Bai Qiong's entire face was already green.
It was neither too early nor too late when he got the news, but the price of Yuanjing fuel in private hands had already gone up three times, and the scene became even more tragic later.
"Then the total loss of more than 5,000 liters of oil is... emmmm... a hundred million yuan... Am I pretty? I took a leap of faith!!"
The most important substance in Mingguang Research Institute's Yuanjing fuel technology, which acts like a catalyst, is soft crystal, or the extract of soft crystal.
And as we all know, the amount of catalysts used is always relatively small.
The output of Soft Crystal is directly related to the price of Yuanjing fuel. Now the trailer on that tractor...
Ahem, this means that the glaring knife is out to get the leeks - no wonder the zombie tide did not forget to let some big families shed some blood before and during the zombie tide. There has been no movement. The feelings are waiting here.
ah.
Some black merchant families who stock oil are afraid that they will lose three fingers of fat overnight, or they will be blinded by tears.
Lin Chou looked at the large army in the distance with envy,
"This is what making a lot of money looks like."
Bai Qiongshou felt the same.
Um.
They really do make a lot of money.
You too! All of you!
Niang Xipi, it turns out I am the only one who is not...
The Hetao Corridor is the only way for vehicles from Mingguang to the wilderness. Yanhui Mountain rises from the topography of the Hetao Corridor to form a small hillside.
It has to be said that the system chose this location. As long as the team is not blind after leaving the city or returning from hunting, it will be difficult not to see this small restaurant.
It's obviously a very inconspicuous little thing, but it has an aggressive and aggressive look - just like the one-way sign on the side of the road.
For example, today, this hilltop helped the black-hearted Lin Moumou once again.
"Come on, hurry up, it's a big business to come back together!"
Lin Chou directed Gungun to use the gravity technique to line up the tables at the gate of Yanhui Mountain's fence gate. Dozens of huge soup buckets were placed under the table. The theoretical maximum volume of each soup bucket was six hundred liters.
That’s more than five hundred bowls of pig blood soup.
"There are all bowls on the table! They are arranged neatly, so it will be easy to add soup soon!"
Boss Lin suddenly took out a large flag from the side of a certain pitcher plant. When the wind blew, the flag fluttered and made a sound, and the writing on it was also revealed.
Positive side: "Eliminates fatigue, refreshes the mind and leads to immortality!"
Reverse side: "After finishing this bowl of soup, it will be good for you and me!"
The slogan was so lethal that Bai Qiongsou's chin almost flew off.
"Lin...Lin Zi, are you serious??" (To be continued)