While Lin Chou was busy in the kitchen, three short, pointed and saw-toothed "Speed Walker II" motorcycles rushed into the courtyard of the small restaurant.
This kind of motorcycle is also powered by Yuanjing fuel, and its total weight is only 150 kilograms. Although it is so thin that it is almost impossible to wear external armor or load any protective weapons such as tapered blades, it has a low center of gravity, strong stability, and high speed. It only takes a few seconds to reach the top speed. It takes 2.7 seconds, can adapt to all terrains, and can even fly over cliffs and rifts with a width of less than 10 meters. It is mostly loved by collection teams composed of ordinary people or low-level evolved people.
Bao Er jumped off the motorcycle, "Hurry up, that bucket of old vinegar is more valuable than your life, be careful!"
"Yes, boss!"
The other two people on the motorcycle quickly unloaded the things on the motorcycle and followed him shivering.
Bao Er straightened his clothes, leaned forward and called into the door, "Mr. Lin...Mr. Lin Chou Lin..."
"My name is Hun'er!"
Sikong rolled his eyes.
Bao Eryi trembled, and calmly moved two steps, and then felt a little more relieved, "Mr. Sikong, why are you here?"
"Can't I be here?"
"Look at what you said."
Sikong said impatiently, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have anything to say, hurry up and get out of here!"
"Huh? You're here." Lin Chou walked out of the kitchen, "Sit inside."
Bao Er waved his hands repeatedly, showing a smile with twelve teeth, "Don't dare, don't dare. The rose salt you entrusted my father to give you last time has been bought. You never went there, so I sent it to you. .”
"Bring it in and let me take a look!"
"okay."
Bao Er took the two packages of things from the hands of the two younger brothers behind him and signaled them to get out of here.
Then he rubbed his shoes on the grass and then tiptoed into the tavern.
The two boys wearing motorcycle helmets returned to the motorcycle and sat down, taking off their helmets.
One of them said, "Do you smell it? What does it smell like?"
Another person leaned on the car, looking up at the yellow clouds, "I don't know, the new one, Naxiang Red Bean, have you seen the fruit next to you? It's very sweet, you can try it, it's free... Yes Yeah, what's your name?"
The man had a pair of piercing little eyes, two tufts of mustache around his mouth, and a toothy smile that looked like a mouse.
"Hey, Brother Sun, my name is Ma Liu, just call me Ma Liu... Kacha... it's so sweet! Mr. Lin is willing to eat such a good fruit without paying for it??"
"Tch," Brother Sun said, lying on his back and crossing his legs, "This is your first time out of the city. Your internal staff are no better than our field staff... Mr. Lin, can that be an ordinary person? Look at the inside and outside of this place. The armored vehicle outside, look at the pitcher plant wall, that big mouth, eh? And Mr. Lin's food, that's...many hunters are salivating. In this restaurant, if there is no second-level or third-level Yes, I'm too embarrassed to speak loudly... As for this fruit, I heard that Mr. Lin thought that when the zombies and beasts came last time, the smell was too strong and affected the business. He didn't take it seriously at all. Armored vehicles Run over and over, I heard that this thing has a miraculous effect on the odor in the mouth and body... There is still a lot for you to learn!"
"Yes, yes, what Brother Sun taught us is that our internal staff can't compare to..."
...
In the dining room, Bao didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and his butt just touched the edge of the stool.
Sikong coughed twice, and Bao Er almost sat down on the ground.
Lin Chou held a bag of rose salt wrapped in layers of gauze.
"taste good."
Bao Er said excitedly, "This time there were more than ten kilograms of rose salt in total. The man asked for 500 per kilogram, but my dad polished it to 450, and he took it all. Hey... you better watch this. , this is said to be the best rose salt. My dad said no, so I took it upon myself to bring it back to you. Just this bottle... Well, this bottle is carved from a whole piece of pink crystal. Isn't it beautiful? Ahem, look at this salt..."
Baoer checked the bottle. The salt inside showed an unusually strong rose red color, even a little bit scarlet. The smell was extremely fragrant, stronger than real roses. The big one was about the size of a thumb, and the small one was as big as a little finger. It was mineral. It has a unique irregular crystal shape with frost-like moiré patterns on the surface.
"Okay." Lin Chou's eyes lit up.
Bao Er chuckled and said, "This bottle is specially made. By gently rotating it, the salt crystals can be ground into powder. The size can be adjusted as you like... Just like this..."
"This is not bad. Do you still have the bottle?"
"Yes, the salt seller gave me three spare ones. It's not enough. I'll bring you a few more next time. This thing can not only grind salt, but also grind chili pepper and various seasonings. I heard that before the catastrophe, All the top chefs will use it.”
"And...the price of salt, hey, this better rose salt costs 7,000 a bottle, Mr. Lin, look at it."
Lin Chou smiled and said, "I will give you another 50,000 yuan. If you have any next time, just buy them all. Well, 5,000 yuan of them belongs to you and your father."
Bao Er was trembling in his heart. At that time, he was also murmuring when he put down the small two thousand circulation points. Now it seems that it is worth it!
"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I ask for your money, and this is the old vinegar that Master Shan asked me to bring to you. I will give it to you from now on. The old man who makes vinegar asked me to tell you, every We can produce fifty kilograms of vinegar every month, and in another year, the grade and aroma of the vinegar will rise to the next level."
Lin Chou was in a good mood. He went back to the kitchen and took out a batch of twelve dried salt-baked chickens. "Well, thank you for your hard work. I have four of yours and the remaining eight, help me take them to Pythagorean Alley." My store is diagonally opposite Uncle Hu’s house, just give it to Uncle Hu.”
"No, no problem, I promise to complete the task."
Bao Er "floated away" as if he were stepping on cotton under his feet.
"Boss, boss, how are you?" Ma Liu and Sun Qiao stood up in excitement outside the door.
Bao Er chuckled, looked around nervously, sat on the ground and took out a salt-baked chicken, "Boss Lin rewarded it, let the three of us try it too."
Sun Qiao's words were incoherent, "Salt, salt-baked chicken... Order a salt-baked chicken for two hundred and fifty yuan??"
Bao Er felt a little happy in his heart, I can still save three, hey, honor me with one, and sell the other two at once, hey!
It's not that Bao Er can't afford salt-baked chicken, he can afford to indulge in it occasionally.
But TM is guarding this group of wolf-like hunters. Apart from Mr. Zhao’s status, that collection team really dares to go in and eat and drink with them?
Just in case any old man doesn't like them or feels that eating with ordinary people is a loss of face...
This is not a place like Bafanglou in Shangcheng District, this is a wilderness!
Hunters are the rules here.
So Bao Er has never tasted this rare thing.
He said, "Eat, eat, hurry up, there are still tasks assigned by Master Lin back to the city."
Ma Liu licked his lips, and his voice was as dry as a pedestrian who has been suffering in the desert for several days without drinking water, "It's really... delicious... Boss, this is more than two hundred circulation points!"
When Ma Liu said this, although Sun Qiao was a little unhappy, he also hesitated. If this was sold...
Bao Er waved his hand, "Follow me Bao Er. From now on, you can enjoy spicy food every day. This salt-baked chicken is a weather vane, give it to me!"
"good!"
"Long live the boss!"
