On Lin Chou's side, Zheng Huai ordered a jar of three-color snake wine and drank it one sip after another, looking lonely and lonely.
It hadn't opened for a few days, and most hunters didn't know about Lin Chou's return, so Zheng Huai himself was the only customer.
Zheng Huai twirled a peanut,
"Brother Lin, this restaurant you opened in the wilderness is actually more comfortable than Mingguang."
"How to say?"
Zheng Huai smiled, his face became a little rosy after a glass of wine, and then he said,
"When I was guarding the city gate, I was worried about the tide of corpses and beasts every day. I would turn a blind eye when I slept, for fear that I would be torn apart by those ghosts at some point."
"Look at this place, Brother Lin. Not to mention living corpses, not even a shadow of a strange beast can be seen. You guard the small restaurant, eat when you want, sleep when you want, and there are a lot of circulation points."
"Since I was transferred to another position, I have lost all my fucking thoughts. At my age and ability, becoming a major general is the end of my career. After ten more years of work, I will retire and find a big house in the sunshine, with a wife and children. Kangtou, comfortable!”
"You don't know, for a little Mingguang, there are so many intrigues and intrigues. It's too many to count. Take me for example. After decades of hard work, I finally left that hellish place guarding Zhengximen. Who knows? After returning to the base city, it’s hard to explain..."
"I'm so fooled by lard. It's great to guard the city gate honestly. Just say that my position has been promoted. On the surface, it is to supervise the affairs of the whole city, but in fact, The Development Committee and the Scientific Research Institute all have positions responsible for this matter. Their powers are overlapping. They have to be wary of each other every day. Even the garrison is not able to find peace. Today, the boss's fault will be exposed. Tomorrow, the west's fault will be revealed. The whole world They are all his colleagues, relatives, leaders, seven aunts and eight aunts. If you throw a brick, you can hit three of them, but you can’t afford to offend him, ugh..."
Zheng Huai was talking to himself, immersed in his own world, his eyes unfocused.
Lin Chou responded to every sentence, mostly beginning and ending with the word "en" which had no actual meaning.
This is the wisdom of a small restaurant owner. People on the streets are short-lived. Lin Chou and Zheng Huai are not very close, and Zheng Huai doesn't really need a chat partner.
He said, and Lin Chou listened.
It was just a one-sided grumble and complaint. If he really followed it seriously, Zheng Huai would not be happy.
After talking messily for a long time, Zheng Huai came back to his senses and smiled, "I made Brother Lin laugh."
"No."
Zheng Huai didn't know whether it was because he was blushing from drinking or what, he hesitated and took out a papyrus bag from his arms.
"Brother Lin, can you help me give this to Yanzi?"
Lin Chou was stunned, "This is..."
Zheng Huai scratched his head,
"Hi, didn't Yanzi like to eat the sesame cakes in the alley when he was a kid? I passed by and took a look around before coming here, and my uncle happened to be there too. He made this by himself, and it still has the same old taste more than ten years ago... Hey, hey , Brother Lin, why are you looking at me like that? I have no other intentions..."
Zheng Huai left a little hastily. Lin Chou thought about it for a long time, but did not tell Mr. Zheng about the butt incident. It was better not to get involved in the matter that was unclear.
There were no customers, so Lin Chou simply took a bottle of cold beer and stood under the tree outside to enjoy the cool weather and watch the scenery.
Well, here comes the scenery....
The big-breasted sister is still wearing the short animal skin dress. She is extremely tall and has slender legs. Her wheat-colored skin is dripping with sweat, making her look wild and unruly.
She dragged a five-meter-long dead beast toward the backyard. When she saw Lin Chou looking over, she explained,
"Well... Nepenthes catch a lot of prey every day. They can't be buried in the ground. It's a waste if they are thrown outside to rot... Whenever Lord Blood God gets hungry, take it out and bake it and eat it."
Strictly speaking, this is Lin Chou's prey. In the world of Tiankeng, even the busty sister who is a praying girl has no right to do this.
Lin Chou didn't mind.
Since the opening of the tavern, except for the wave of corpses, no strange beast has been able to break into the yard. It either chose to retreat or disappeared silently at the foot of the fence.
Nodding, he suddenly asked, "Are there so few fragrant red bean fruits in the yard?"
The big-breasted lady glanced around, a little confused.
"I don't know...it's very clear, but it seems to be a lot less."
Originally, there were more than a dozen bright red fruits on any vine of each Naxiang Red Bean plant, like gems. But now, looking at it, there are green leaves everywhere and almost no fruits can be seen.
Lin Chou was a little speechless. These hunters were so good at eating. They didn't pay attention for a few days and they wanted to stop the garden for me.
It seemed that not only Shan Ye liked this bite, but other hunters also liked the fragrant red bean fruit. Lin Chou began to consider whether to put this fruit on the menu.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still felt something was wrong. There were fruits all over the yard, and they were always eaten and picked. If I suddenly wanted to cook, wouldn't it be like telling the hunters clearly that you can't eat these fruits in vain?
Being too petty is not my style.
Lin Chou walked to the willow pavilion and sat down. He looked up at the tavern with pride, feeling that this ordinary little wooden hut looked so peaceful and sacred under the aura of various bacon halos.
Raise the bottle of wine and greet the small restaurant from afar,
"cheers."
He turned his head and drank it all in one gulp, "Huh??"
Lin Chou's eyes froze. On the ceiling of the willow pavilion, lines of writing were deeply carved with a knife.
"Uncontrolled combat units will be destroyed."
“The resource priority allocation system is the biggest joke ever!”
"Evolution is the first step to destruction. If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy."
"If you don't respect the power of nature, you will be arrogant!"
Lin Chou murmured, "Uncontrolled combat unit..."
The sharp voice of that crazy old woman seemed to be echoing in my ears again, over and over again, with her vicious eyes.
"Boss, what are you looking at?"
Chi only stood next to Lin Chou, looked up, and said after a long while,
"What does it mean? ...The writing is ugly, but the writing on the sign in the store is more beautiful."
The big-breasted lady doesn't know the words for base city.
Lin Chou said, "It's nothing, some boring people... remember to remind me later and tear down this pavilion."
"..."
Although Lin Chou is an awakened person, he is not a crazy fan of Cataclysm and Evolution.
And some hunters, including a large number of ordinary people and fanatics who are extremely eager to have power, the words coming from their mouths will make people stunned.
There used to be such a teacher at Qinshan Martial Arts School. At a multi-school meeting, he actually asked hundreds of his students to shout slogans in the auditorium. No one remembers the specific details. The general meaning is:
Catastrophes are good, cataclysms are wonderful, and cataclysms are the antidote to a sublimated life for the soul.
A group of school leaders went crazy on the spot, and this large-scale hypnotic teaching also angered the entire Mingguang senior management.
It is true that Mingguang has been encouraging children to become awakened and mutants, but that does not mean that people will forget what the cataclysm has brought to mankind. The disaster of genocide and the collapse of the country cannot be explained in a few words.
In the end, this fanatical teacher quietly disappeared from the world, and a group of students dispersed to various schools for re-education. A large number of school leaders resigned because of this, and the matter was once a big deal.
In the same way, Lin Chou couldn't understand where this theory of subverting the base city and putting ordinary people first came from.
Today, when firearms are useless, without the evolutionaries, even if you give ordinary people millions of tons of pure source crystals, they can only leave them there to collect ashes. Without the evolutionizers to catalyze the source, they will just be a pile of beautiful stones.
What do they do to protect themselves and their base city? Shouting slogans?
Mingguang tries to find order from chaos, while the chaos seems to prefer creating chaos within order.
Lin Chou smiled. This is why they are the garrison and they are just rebels. Even if they call themselves the resistance, it cannot change the established facts.
As an upright, noble and selfless person, how could Lin Chou allow the chaos to talk nonsense?
So I found an unlocked wilderness tank parked in the yard, turned on the radio and dialed the report channel of the Occurrence Committee.
"Hello? Is there a dispute? I'm the owner of Lin's Restaurant two hundred kilometers outside the main west gate... Yes... there are some malicious gangsters who wrote slogans on my property. Private property is sacred and inviolable. You must... ....What...I paid my taxes! You don't care?....Let me tell you...if the culprit is not caught and I am compensated accordingly, I will not pay the taxes next year even if I feed the dog. You... calm down? I'm so calm, have you spent all our taxpayers' money on dogs..."
Put down the mic and feel refreshed.
What kind of bullshit gangster has nothing to do with him, but you guys come here to write and draw casually, which makes Lin Chou very unhappy.
These days, even that giant duck like Sikong knows not to defecate anywhere. What is the quality of your rogue party? Did you feed the ducks?
"Huh? What do you see me doing?"
Chi only wiped the sweat from his forehead,
"Uh... I still have dishes to wash, so I'm leaving first..."
"Since when did the big-breasted lady become so active in washing the dishes?"
Lin Chou muttered.
...
In the Report Supervision Office of the Occurrence Committee, 300 people are responsible for the radio reception line. The buzzing sound of the radio equipment is not only extremely annoying, but also brings suffocating heat.
Operator No. 143 Liu, an old man who has worked for fifteen years, turned back to his line leader and said,
"Hey, Li Xian'er, there was a lunatic just now. He said that his store was painted with slogans of the rebellious party, and we asked us to send people to deal with it immediately, and also asked the commission to pay compensation... Hahaha, don't you think it's ridiculous, you're crazy. Is this guy okay?"
Fifty people are responsible for a line, and the leader of these fifty people is also called the line leader.
Line Manager Li wiped his sweat.
"What the hell is the weather...Which store, I'll give him a thumbs up later this year. I'll make him walk around with nothing to eat next year, and I'll make him call me daddy even if I pay taxes!"
Da Liu looked at the notes he took and said, "Two hundred kilometers away from the west gate, Lin... small restaurant? What the hell is this place?"
Li Xianchang's pen fell to the ground with a bang, and he grabbed Da Liu's notes, his fingers trembling a little.
Da Liu was confused, "Li Xian'er, what's wrong with you?"
Line Commander Li slapped Da Liu on the head.
"You fucking bastard, Li Xian'er, Li Xian'er, I was almost knocked offline by you!"
Two hundred and ninety people out of the three hundred people in the big office looked over, their eyes looking very gossipy.
How could Da Liu dare to contradict his immediate boss, muttering, "What's going on?"
Line Leader Li asked eagerly,
"How did you reply!"
"I just said I received the message and asked him to wait for the news."
"How's your attitude?"
"Attitude...what attitude..."
Seeing the line leader's slap, Da Liu raised his hand again and said quickly, "Don't hit me, don't hit me. My tone has always been gentle. Li Xian'er, you know me."
Line Leader Li breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I usually ask you to be more serious and listen more during fucking meetings. If I hadn't happened to be here today, your line would have shed its skin even if it wasn't dead!" "
"What's wrong, Line Commander Li, getting so angry?"
"It's hot out here, so it's normal to be angry."
Line Leader Li said, "Main west gate, Lin's Restaurant, do you remember anything?"
"Forest...."
"I don't know, what is that?"
"Pig brain!" Line Leader Li interrupted, "Do you know why there have been more complaints about party chaos these days?"
"I know, Director Mo transferred everyone away!"
"that is!"
"Then do you know why they were transferred? Regardless of the car team, even the Jin team was mobilized."
"hiss!"
"The Jinzi team also moved?"
Line Leader Li took Da Liu's notes and hurried out while saying,
"It was this Lin's Restaurant that came up with a magical medicinal diet that could greatly increase the chance of ordinary people becoming evolutionaries. It needed a...rare material, so Mo Chu took away almost all the combat power of the Generating Committee. Just for this material.”
Da Liu took a deep breath, Director Mo!
It seems that Director Mo’s beloved Miss Mo Wenwen is just a warrior, right?
In other words, Old Liu and I have messed with someone who holds Miss Mo’s chance to become an evolver in his hands?
Da Liu's scalp was numb, his lips were trembling, and his face looked as ugly as a dead mother.
Seeing the leader leaving, a group of colleagues gathered around them.
"What's up, Da Liu?"
"What do you mean, what kind of small restaurant does Director Mo belong to?"
"What on earth did you pick up? Tell me, you're going to scare us to death!"
"I said you're a bitch!"
Da Liu roared angrily, picked up the headset, quickly found the original record and dialed back the call.
"Didi...didi...didi..."
After calling twice, no one answered. Da Liu seemed to have had his bones removed and fell back into the chair.
"It's over...it's all over!"
...
Lin Chou simply forgot about this matter. He took out one of the dozens of small blackboards and wrote on it one stroke at a time,
"Our store has a special offer, bonito sashimi, priced at 50,000 circulation points."
I drew another fish next to it, took a few glances at it, and then put down the pen with great satisfaction.
"Well, it's so vivid and perfect."
Place the small blackboard in a conspicuous place.
knock off!
Tomorrow is another beautiful day!
