Technically speaking, an industry leader like Prince Huang, who has a strong talent for death and a strong desire to survive, often has incredible intuition and luck - don't believe it, just because the first order of the first order of the month is mixed with the prince of the left bank of Luanshan, there is absolutely nothing wrong with luck.

As for intuition...

Huang Dashan firmly believes that if he dares to beep half a word now, Su Yourong's frying pan collection will be 1++ more, and it is definitely not just a thought.

A Sikong has already fallen, and the mountain master weighs himself - in the hands of these two little couples who are not serious, their weight does not seem to be much heavier than Sikong's sick seedling?

"Uh-huh~"

The mountain master coughed hypocritically and ate meat with his head bored.

The plump and delicate lamb is hot in the mouth, fragrant on the lips and teeth, and the full amount of meat just stays in the mouth, giving people a great sense of satisfaction.

Dip it in again... Belch...

Shan Ye was suddenly speechless.

A section of red devil pepper on the leg of lamb - this is a special bite to take it internally and externally, I'm afraid it will explode on the spot?

[How is anal iron refined] spiritual comprehension, comprehension, learning and learning is completely enough~

"I... I can change the chili pepper to leek sauce, and I don't..."

"Nope."

Well, don't blame Lin Chou, this really doesn't work.

Mingguang's taste is generally spicy, and most of the dipping sauces such as hot pot are sesame oil spicy dishes, garlic seafood hot sauce, and sesame sauce.

Huang Dashan reminded Lin Chou of this, but he remembered,

"Well, there seem to be a lot of wild leeks over there in the Hetao corridor, there should be a lot of flowering, another day Sister Big Breasts and Yourong will pick some more and come back to pickle a leek sauce."

This kind of basic-level seasoning, how can Boss Lin not have such a sharp restaurant? This must have!

Huang Dashan sneered,

"Uh-huh, that's a pity..."

Sikong seems to have eased up, at least his expression is not so painful,

"Lin Chou has caustic soda in the kitchen, why don't I give you some - technically speaking, there is not much difference, don't all the ingredients have a 'alkali'!"

“......”

Is lamb dipped in caustic soda? It's also thanks to you for thinking about it!

"Hum~"

Obviously, there is no movement in the ears, but a strange sound is directly transmitted to everyone's "brain", which makes people feel very dizzy.

The voice of the warlock uncle,

"Eh, I'll go, Lord Sanhuang bless ahahaha, eh? How did my hat fall off..."

The warlock jumped down from the top of the gazebo,

"Oh, there's something delicious again?"

Uncle Warlock was very happy.

Although the voice is still ugly, it is full of joy.

Of course, this is not visible from the expression, the head of the warlock uncle is still in that small fluttering form, how can there be an expression.

The main thing is the silver flame beauty above his head, spinning and jumping with her eyes closed, and flowers are still scattered in her palms.

The crowd laughed and said,

"Congratulations~"

Uncle Warlock clenched his fists,

"Rejoice and rejoice!"

As a result, the people on the other side took at least three steps back - who the hell dared to accept the fist salute of the warlock uncle?

Well, to be precise, the one who retreated the least took three steps back.

A certain fourth-order boss with eight third-order junior brothers looked back at the eight third-order junior brothers who were far behind him a little sluggishly, and his gaze was quite deep.

Such a little brother, what do I want you to do?!

The warlock had long been accustomed to it, shrugged his shoulders and put on his hood.

Strange to say, the hood, two huge horns and the silver flame beauty immediately disappeared, as if fleeing into the void.

Lin Chou sighed with emotion,

"It's a good thing to make Sister Qingyu hold grudges, it won't be bad if it is soaked in magma, and this magical function - it must be worth the old nose's money!"

Warlock:

"Money? What money? I've never touched money! Mingguang's fine is owed more than a billion yuan. ”

The secluded way,

"It's billions, thank you, your old man is the only one so far that Secretary Qin doesn't dare to come to the door to ask for accounts."

Uncle Warlock scratches his hood,

"Ahem, it's a bit ashamed to say, if it weren't for my Mingguang cultivated area, it would have been even larger - I vaguely remember that the Mingguang Peninsula seemed to be a big farm before it became Mingguang Port."

Oh, Uncle Warlock, you are really sincere, and you don't shirk responsibility at all.

The warlock wondered,

"Who is Secretary Qin?"

All people,

"The number one tax administrator! Hehe, as an evolutionary, Uncle Warlock, you don't even know Secretary Qin? ”

The warlock was even more puzzled,

"Uh, the tax keeper - Dana? What taxes are charged? ”

Everyone: "......"

We are different~

You don't have to pay our taxes! Heterodox!

The identification system will go down once when it encounters the warlock uncle, and who dares to collect his taxes.

Don't say that the tax bills are all ruined, that is, every time you lose one, there must be a bunch of people crying and blinding~

Besides, Uncle Warlock's money is all used to lose, how can it be used for such trivial things as paying taxes?

But fortunately, the people who were hit by the crit quickly found comfort, and the spicy sheep's head and sheep's hooves dressed in red and green were freshly cooked.

"Dressed in red and green" is definitely a very punctual description, each sheep has a lot of bright red peppers and green garlic seedlings on its head, and the crispy hemp fragrance intertwined with pepper pepper pepper is very domineering and spreads, very offensive taste.

The marinade has long been semi-dry, turning into a thick sauce intertwined on the marinade, and the steaming heat smokes the green garlic seedlings a little soft, green and dripping.

The flesh and skin on the sheep's head and tail turned dark red and close to brown, and it looked like a trembling and majestic appearance, crispy but not boneless, still in good shape.

The pepper smell is definitely the best appetizer, and just smelling the pepper flavor in the meaty aroma makes someone's saliva unstoppable - it's time to rush for daily life.

Lying in the air,

"Lin Lin Lin is worried that you are deliberate, right??"

Lin Chou's face was full of black question marks,

"What the hell, what are you talking about!"

Sikong held his chin, vaguely remembering the fear of being dominated by mountain pepper oil - definitely this smell didn't run!

Sikong gritted his teeth, vicious.

(The hook hurts a little, so I don't bite it.) ）

"Mountain pepper oil, there's mountain pepper oil in it!"

“.......”

Lin Chou was speechless, this kid is strange for holding grudges.

Zhao Ziyu laughed with bad intentions.

"Isn't that to treat you, besides, doesn't the Sanhe soup taste bad?"

Sikong said,

"These are two different things! Anyway, I won't touch anything with mountain pepper oil, even if I am killed, I will never eat it again! ”

Lin Chou rubbed his face,

"No, there is no mountain pepper oil, it's just a little sun-dried branches and leaves to borrow a taste."

"Huh."

Lin Chou didn't care about this goods, and picked a few sheep's hooves for Leng Han,

"I remember that you like to eat pig's trotters, try sheep's trotters, it should taste great."

"Hmm."

...

Half an hour later, Sikong patted his stomach and sighed, "It's so fragrant!" ”

Over there, Huang Dashan kept shouting,

"Hey, who is here, the one who brought seven or eight younger brothers, you don't eat the sheep eyes on your sheep's head, right? Give it to me, burst sheep's eyes, it's old and authentic! ”