Lin Chou checked the system at the counter, and the current task completion: 034/100. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, the same dish and the same person are not counted among them, Leng Han ate two dishes, so it is 34.

A group of people ate and drank to their heart's content, and began to ponder the wine that Lin Chou used to marinate wolf meat, but it was fragrant just now.

"Little boss, compared with your wine, Qingquan Mountain has become swill, take out some and let the big guy see it?"

"That's, that's it, don't hide it, how much? Let's get together and come to the altar! ”

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, Lao Tzu still wanted to take a sip and try it!

"This wine can't be drunk by first-order evolutionaries."

"Hey, so powerful?"

Huang Dashan came back to his strength: "Bring me an altar!" Little boss, I'm second-order! ”

The crowd was furious.

Lin Chou's expression was faint, "Ten thousand five thousand altars, or?" ”

Huang Dashan was stunned, he had been in the first-order advanced card for several years, and a bit of the circulation point was all smashed on all kinds of origin items, and he really didn't dare to think about the liquid gold of the 151,000 altar.

"Hahaha!"

The crowd scoffed.

"Little boss! I'm second-order! Bring me a jar! ”

“...”

Lin Chou felt comfortable and relaxed for a while, and the red letter "Congratulations to the host for successfully making a recognized dish~ Tyrant Tooth Wolf Sashimi, the first successful production to enjoy one hundred and two percent of the special effects of the dish, all attributes +2, in view of the dignity of the kitchen god in the future apocalypse, some negative effects will be avoided."

Lin Chou twisted his neck, making a crunchy sound of his bones, this kind of upgrade pleasure was like a tide.

Huang Dashan couldn't hear everyone's ridicule anymore, and his eyes were fixed on a point behind Lin Chou.

Leng Han walked out, his half-long hair was wet and scattered around his ears, his complexion was as clear as snow stained with water droplets, the camouflage uniform was no longer on his body, his upper body was only wearing a tight elastic vest, his thin waist was full of hands, and the vest line on his abdomen outlined the texture of an oil painting, showing a thrilling S-shaped curve.

The pants of the camouflage uniform have been soaked with water, clinging to the legs, and the high military boots are pitch black and shiny, and an unrestrained and heroic beauty comes to the face.

Lin Chou remembered the disc he had watched before the cataclysm, playing a female soldier, that kind of heroic posture and sonorous roses, it was exactly the same.

A sound of swallowing saliva, as the saying goes, beautiful and delicious, it seems that these hunters who have just filled their bellies with salt-baked chickens and have their brains full of muscles and women - are hungry again!

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, a messy gaze suddenly dispersed.

"Gollum" swallowed his saliva baldly, and his eyes were about to fall into some deep valley.

Leng Han's face darkened, and in the next second, the bald head let out a miserable scream, and fell to the ground convulsively, foaming at the mouth.

Glancing around, half of the people in the room disappeared in an instant.

"Huh."

"Let's go first, little boss!"

"Ming'er, I'll bring my friends!"

If you don't run, you can't do it, it's too scary!

Those who understand the situation can't help but think of the legend about the famous terminator of the military:

said that there is a son of the boss of the management of the base city, the mutant second-order low-level, can be regarded as a young and promising background, since he saw Leng Han in the garrison military hunting team, he has never forgotten it, and launched a crazy pursuit of her, Leng Han avoided it, and once made a lot of noise Everyone knows, rumors are all over the city, some say that Leng Han succumbed to the power of the big man's son, some say that Leng Han is pregnant and has to quit the military hunting team, and some say that Leng Han is powerful, so he was promoted to the youngest lieutenant colonel in Mingguang Base City.

Leng Han somehow learned about these rumors, her method of dealing with it was very simple, in front of thousands of garrison soldiers, she kicked the big guy's son to vomit blood three liters, and later, according to an insider, the big guy's son was injured in some key positions, and he could no longer hold his grandson, Mingguang Base City was afraid that there would be the biggest eunuch in history, the second-order high-level mutant father-in-law.

Lin Chou blinked, shook off a string of cold sweat on his eyelashes, "Next, don't take it as an example." ”

Leng Han glanced at him and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"I'm leaving!"

Lin Chou is stupid, did this girl smile at me just now??

...

Opening a restaurant and being the owner is actually very boring, and when there are no customers, you have to scrub the greasy dishes with cold water.

Especially in this era when soap has become a luxury, some people once thought of following the wisdom of their ancestors and washed their clothes once with mutated soap horns, but even their hands were corroded.

The system stipulates that the dishes used by customers should be boiled in cold water, boiled in hot water, and rinsed with cold water for the third time. Isn't that easier?

The answer was "stupid lower primates".

End the topic.

The fat-headed pigeon was poisoned, thirty-five were eliminated in two days, a full fifth, the whole flock of chickens were panicked, the only one in the flock of chickens was a red-crowned prince who worked hard and stepped on the eggs for a whole day, probably because he was afraid of genocide, and wanted to drum up a group of offspring, and he was so tired that he was lying on the ground with more air and less air.

Lin Chou went to the No. 11 market to buy some rice and flour and clear oil, stir-fried the wolf's intestines, and a bowl of rice solved the dinner problem.

After the next day, the people who had eaten salt-baked chicken really brought a group of people, and some people were happy and some were sad, some broke the ranks, some broke the level, and some people simply increased their strength and left melancholy.

On the fourth day, Lin Chou finally completed a hundred satisfaction surveys.

A festive red roulette wheel appears on the retina, divided into seven color interfaces of equal size, without any textual description.

"One chance for a low-level lottery, do you use it?"

"Yes!"

The hands of the roulette wheel spun wildly for three minutes, stopping in the green zone.

"Lower Lucky Draw, Green, Prize: [Millennium Pure Fragrant Wood Seasoning Box*2]"

"Papa" two sets of seasoning boxes fell on the operating table, like jade, exuding a faint fragrance, a set of seasoning boxes each has eight small boxes, divided into two rows of arrangement, of course, is empty.

"Drop, temporary mission: As the future chef, how can you make the kitchen seasoning box empty? Please prepare the seasoning as soon as possible, the mission countdown, 23:59:59. Failure penalty with -1 random attribute points. Quest reward, a set of cold iron knives. ”

Life is like a coffee table, which is full of tragedy, if possible, Lin Chou hopes that it will be filled with all kinds of hideous control knives, and the second cargo system will be cut by a thousand cuts.

Lin Chou was annoyed with the rhetoric of "being the future kitchen god" Balabala.

"Do you know how expensive spices are?"

"Please complete the task as soon as possible, the task countdown is 23:58:55"

"Do you know that you can't buy sixteen kinds of seasonings even after selling my shabby shop??"

"Please complete the task as soon as possible, the task countdown is 23:58:23"

Get lost!!!

Lin Chou felt that the rewards for each task in this two-cargo system were a big pit, and sooner or later he would have to fill it with his life, and he might not be able to fill it.

Not to mention the sixteenth bell seasoning in the No. 11 market, if you are full, you can have salt and sugar, and if you are lucky, you may be able to buy one or two unmutated chili peppers.

To buy these things, you need to go to the No. 3 market in the outer city.

The reason is not because the pursuit of good food or hedonism is so gorgeous, but because this is the end of the world! TM: Most of the animals and plants have already mutated!

Like the guy who washed his clothes with mutated soap!

Picking these magic plants is no easier than taking on a strange beast, and even more dangerous!

Salt, sugar, paprika, these are all within acceptable limits.

Seeing a stall selling peppers, Lin Chou ran over and asked, TM 4,000 circulation points one or two, the stall owner said that this thing is chewed by people, the effect is better than anesthetic, and it is easy to use when treating trauma, and he bought one or two with a fragile heart that almost had a myocardial infarction, but the stall owner saw that Lin Chou bought a lot, and took the initiative to reduce five hundred.

After turning around, Lin Chou saw a place that sold soy sauce, fermented soybeans and salt, soybeans Lin Chou had eaten, not much more expensive than rice, just bought a barrel, the system is yellow, TM is not good! Solid seasoning is required, and the little box doesn't contain liquid!

It's not that it can't be installed! It's not pretending!

After wandering around the No. 3 market for several hours, I finally bought all 16 kinds of seasonings, some mutated and some not, and after counting the money, it took a full 39,600 circulation points, the money from selling salt-baked chicken these days, the money from the tyrannical wolf sashimi, the monthly subsidy of 7,000 points, plus Lin Chou's savings for many years, a total of more than 50,000 points, and more than half of them were killed at once, leaving less than 10,000.

Lin Chou clutched his chest, burst into tears, and was almost about to write another poem with his body to bury flowers.