Chapter 175: Talking about money is an insult to you

Style: Science Author: Qin ShanguanWords: 2318Update Time: 24/01/12 08:48:21
Lin Chou thought for a while, between friendship and circulation, of course...

"Sikong?"

"???"

"I have a dish that is not on the menu. It is very powerful and delicious. It uses high-quality fourth-level ingredients. The most important thing is that you can also eat it..."

Sikong rolled his eyes, "You can just say no!"

You see, communicating with smart people saves your worries.

"But..."

"...Forget it, you don't need to say it, but the price is very expensive, right?"

It's a bit annoying for you to say this!

Sikong smiled slightly, and at that moment, it was as if the kingdom was in his hands and the beauty was in his arms, his mother-in-law was squeezing his back and his father-in-law was beating his legs.

"When I buy something, I never ask the price. Do you know why?"

"..."

It was obvious that Lin Chou didn't want to cooperate.

"Because no matter how expensive it is, I can afford it - as long as I want."

"I have a small goal now, which is to make him 100 million first."

Sikong narrowed his eyes, raised one finger, and then another.

"Okay, I've earned enough."

Lin Chou turned around and left. Talking about money with such a person was an insult to him.

It's superfluous for me to say anything to you anymore - in fact, I'm ecstatic inside, I need this kind of customers, please get me a truck!

Lin Chou prepared some coconut milk jelly and sea stone flower jelly and put them in the fresh-keeping cabinet. The fresh coconut milk was also frozen in it. All he needed to do was put it on a plate, put mint leaves on it, and finally grind some rose salt on it. The surface of sea stone flower coconut custard is like pink stars, exuding a unique style.

"Try it, this is a new dish, sea stone coconut custard."

Sikong paused for a moment, feeling a little unsure and confused, "Can I really eat it? My body simply can't withstand too much source impact. To be precise, anything above the first level can't be tolerated."

Sikong swallowed, his mouth dry, "Take it away quickly, it smells so damn...I won't be able to bear it anymore, it doesn't matter if I die, my crooked father will probably send tens of thousands of soldiers to kill him." You bomb Yanhui Mountain into Yanhui Lake, and then blow up the base city..."

"What are you talking about? I said you can eat it, but why am I cheating on you?"

Sikong picked up the spoon and said, "Stay here, don't delay my master's meal."

"..."

This is what people say from word of mouth, if you have breasts, you are a mother, right?

Lin Chou happily walked into the kitchen. Well, if you can, please use your circulation points to insult this chef god.

He took out a crocodile paw from the fresh cabinet, which was what Lord Gungun had left over from before.

First blanch, then freeze, remove scales, boil oil for three more times, apply soy sauce in between, and fry into large pine skin.

Guinea fowl, beef ribs, and ham are boiled in soup. A steamer is placed on top, and alligator paws are steamed with three-color snake wine.

After an hour, add chicken fir mycelium soy sauce, add three-colored snake wine to collect the soup, and pour it on the crocodile palm.

Lin Chou finished the dish that originally took six hours to complete in one hour. This must be attributed to the three times snake wine.

Sikong had already finished eating the sea stone flower coconut custard, and woke up from the "subtle" state of emptiness, "Hiss, hiss... What does this smell like? It smells so good... Hiss, hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait any longer." Got it!"

"Hey, Mr. Sikong is here too. I'm so polite here... Well, it smells good. I'm hungry too, I really want to eat."

Yo yo, the deer roars, eating apples in the wild... cough cough.

"Oh, Miss...well, hello Mr. Sikong, I'd like to give you my regards, little pigeon!"

Sikong coughed twice, "It turns out it's Mr. Bai. This is my master's dish. Mr. Bai wants to eat it, but we have to wait."

Bai Suren's lips twitched slightly and her eyes were clear, "Mr. Sikong, I have a performance for a while, are you willing to let me return to the base city on an empty stomach?"

Sikong blinked and said, "Bai, can everyone order some other dishes? For example, Lin Chou's... the toothy wolf sashimi is good, fresh and tender."

Bai Suren said quietly, "Slave, I don't want to eat too greasy food today."

"That's just right. My dish, smell it, is braised, deep-fried and heavy with soup and ingredients. It's really not suitable for the Bai family."

Bai Suren flicked his sleeves and raised his eyebrows, "Master Sikong, do you really want to go against this slave today?"

"Where did Mr. Bai's words come from? I don't dare... What if I'm knocked unconscious by Mr. Bai's crazy fans and thrown into the toilet while walking on the street one day? I won't have anywhere to cry."

Bai Suren snorted, "Boss Lin, how much does this dish cost?"

I usually call him...ahem...this time I call him Boss Lin. If this is such a formal title...does it mean business is business?

"Two hundred and one hundred thousand circulation points."

Bai Suren smiled slightly, "If you offer three hundred thousand circulation points, please ask Boss Lin to make another one for Mr. Sikong!"

Sikong raised his eyebrows and said, "I will pay 500,000 yuan and ask Boss Lin to make another one for the Bai family."

"Six hundred thousand."

"one million."

"five million."

"Ten million."

Lin Chou cried, this money, so he persuaded her with kind words,

"What a fight!"

Do you really dare to give it, do I really dare to ask for it, or what?

Lin Chou was afraid that his father's seventh vertebra pendant would jump out of his pocket and slap him to death.

"Clang."

A stone plate with a diameter of more than two meters hit the table with a loud sound, and a giant steaming palm was placed on it.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and said, "Boss Lin is making hind legs this time. It weighs nearly 800 kilograms. Even ten of you can't finish it. Who is that, a little pigeon, right? Go get the knives, forks and chopsticks, everyone." Let’s eat together, I haven’t eaten yet!!”

The little pigeon snickered and left silently.

Sikong and Bai Suren looked at each other, "Humph!"

Bai Suren turned around and said to Lin Choufu, "Master Lin, you are so good~!"

"I have something worse, do you want to feel it?"

Lin Chou made a fierce look, squinting at the pan on the wall.

Unexpectedly, Bai Suren blushed with embarrassment and covered his face with a handkerchief. He didn't see it at all, "Slave...Slave...let the Nu family think about it..."

"puff!"

The blood of Sikong and Lin Chou collided in the air, composing a touching tragic song.

"Hahaha...ahem..."

Lin Chou squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Smile, I'll make you laugh to death."

The carefully stewed crocodile palm is covered with thick and shiny red soup. When the breeze blows, it really reaches the state of "looking like a delicate flower with rippling water".

With a gentle touch with chopsticks, a piece of crocodile palm meat slid down just enough to fit in your mouth, and the gelatin seeped out from the pit left behind, condensing into a puddle before dripping.

Sikong's eyes widened, "This, is this the crocodile's back paw?"

"Yes."

Bai Suren covered her lips and said, "Oh my god, I have eaten the eight-treasure bear paw made by Master Xue in Jiushan Palace, but it has never been as gelatinous as Mr. Lin's, let alone the meat is much tougher. The crocodile palm is divided, Mr. Lin, slave, I admire you!"

Sikong sneered, "Old Xue Qi lost, the Jiushan Palace has already been renamed Bafang Tower. Mr. Bai, there aren't many people watching the show recently, right? Do you need me to go and cheer you up?"

The implication is, everyone, Bai, you are so poor. How long has it been since you went to Lao Xue's place to have a meal? Isn’t it embarrassing?

"snort!"

Little pigeon, "Snort... hiss... woo... so delicious..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

See, these are three black lines, the kind that can strangle someone!

Little Pigeon felt that the air had suddenly become three cents colder, "Well... Miss... you won't eat anything... but... it's so delicious! I'm snoring..."

Lin Chou thought for a long time, but couldn't think of an adjective.

Forget it, maybe this is the only smart person today.