After eating the meat of the half-crocodile dragon, the effect is almost immediate, and the old man can detect it immediately with the keen sense of the third-order evolution.
"This, this, this... this spirit is like going back twenty years ago. I also ate half-crocodile dragons when I was still hunting. Is it really a waste... Really Chef, even if the old man doesn’t admire you.”
Qin Wuyong was also very happy,
"Dad, look at me, I'm not lying to you, right? How can Linzi's food not work well?"
The old man laughed heartily and became quite angry.
"I have to greet my old guys later. Of course, the more of this dish, the better. I have never heard of this magical medicinal food in the base city!"
Qin Wuyong asked doubtfully, "Do you still have friends?"
The old man glared,
"Nonsense! You're such a loser and you can still get a bunch of bad friends. I used to be wild and free in the wilderness for decades. Why can't I have a group of old friends? Then I have to get together after retirement. Are you playing mahjong and playing Landlord to connect with each other? Otherwise, how can you live your life? Are you waiting for death at home?"
"..."
Old man, you are being unreasonable. After all, I, the "husband and dog friends", never get together to play mahjong and fight against landlords!
Lin Chou waved his hand,
"Hurry up and take the old man home to rest. This mental state is temporary. Buy a few bottles of low-level magic plant essence to prepare. Whenever the old man is hungry, don't feed him no matter what. Let him drink the magic plant essence until he is exhausted. Until you’re hungry.”
Qin Wuyong looked confused, "Why is this?"
Lin Chou explained,
"The old man is already so old, and he is still an evolver. He has increased his lifespan so much. Of course, he has to make up for the loss in lifespan over the years. Remember, you can't eat, you can't even drink water, you can only use Demonic plant essence, the first level is enough.”
After Qin Wuyong carefully supported Mr. Qin and left, Mr. Shan looked at Lin Chou and said,
"You're looking more and more like a chef."
Lin Chou shook his head and said seriously,
"I'm not a chef, I'm a cook. If you want to be the chef in the end of the world, you will always be a cook, and you won't use those weird terms that are fake and high-end."
Master Shan was speechless at once, "Okay, okay, Chef Lin, is my civet leopard ready to stew?"
Lin Chou nodded,
"Okay, it's been a long time."
"Why don't you tell me? I'm starving to death."
Lin Chou spread his hands and said matter-of-factly,
"You haven't paid for the craftsmanship yet. Except for the natural mineral water in the well, I don't need to pay for anything else!"
"..."
Even if you really become the God of Cooking, you must be the trickiest one in the God of Cooking rankings!
"Hey, let me tell you, Lin Sha, my mountain master has been traversing the wilderness for decades without a single defeat. I have never heard of anyone becoming a God of Cooking by scratching. Besides, does Mingguang have the title of God of Cooking? Does the public recognize it? ? Are there five insurances, one housing fund and social security?"
Lin Chou said,
"If you, Lord Shan, crisscrossing the wilderness mean being chased by the living corpses of alien beasts, criss-crossing the wilderness, I admit it, no one can do it better than you. After all, those who didn't do it well are now covered with grass." It’s five.”
"However, no one in the wilderness is dissatisfied with certain abilities. As for the issue of riding or being ridden, the entire Mingguang is anxious for you. Dear Prince Zuo'an, Yeluan called you Zuo'an. They Luanshan is really Don’t you have the professional title Right Bank?”
Shan Ye immediately shook off some terrible illusion from his mind. In just a fraction of a second, his face turned green from disgust.
"You..."
Just when Lin Chou and Shan Ye were flirting... uh... flirting... uh... quarreling on the bedside... uh...
(Fuck it!)
Su Youran showed half of his face fearfully from outside the door, "Um, did I come at the wrong time..."
Shanye's response was a chicken, with fluff flying all over the place.
The little yellow chicken was so frightened that he started to cry.
"嘤嘤嘤~"
Little Yellow Chicken No. 1 cried, and No. 2 immediately followed suit.
"嘤嘤嘤~"
The weird chirping sound seemed to have indescribable terrifying power. Su Zhiyang covered his head or ears, feeling dizzy with a shit expression on his face.
Su Yourong got out from behind Su Youwang and let out a surprised sigh,
"Wow, so cute~"
Ding!
Out of sync.
Little Yellow Chicken No. 1 immediately got into Su Yourong's arms and climbed to the top of the mountain. He arched and arched, and through several layers of fabrics with different thicknesses and opacity, he made some magical words with incomparable precision. parts.
Su Yourong's face turned red as blood and she hurriedly caught the little yellow chicken in her hand to prevent it from moving.
Lin Chou watched the whole process clearly. While sighing at the amazing latitude of this Gothic lolita, he glanced at Huang Dashan with extremely disdainful eyes.
"Oh, man! Like father, like chicken!"
Master Shan was angry,
"There is a hierarchy of learning, and those who master it are the teachers. My son has been so successful since he was a child. When he grows up, he will definitely be popular among thousands of girls who will not worry about food and drink."
Lin Chou thought about the little yellow chicken's complete shape like a screaming chicken from hell, curled his lips, and didn't bother to pay attention to Huang Dashan.
Su expected to give it up,
"Ahem, good afternoon, Master Shan. Linzi, I will leave my sister in your hands. Don't let others bully her. I have other things to do, so take the first step and the future will be long!"
Master Shan shouted from behind,
"Don't let others bully you? Then Linzi, you have to 'bully and bully' well~"
Su Youwang staggered and muttered,
"That's what I think. Don't tell me, my whole family thinks so!"
Before her brother could even finish his words, he turned around and ran away. Su Yourong was at a loss as she held the little yellow chicken in her arms. The Gothic dress vividly outlined the girl's exquisite figure and gave her a pitiful and pitiful look. temperament.
The dark-colored long skirt formed a sharp contrast with her pale and almost transparent skin, and the visual impact was unparalleled.
In fact, Su Yourong was still a very thin little girl with an immature face, but the mountains and mountains made everyone subconsciously ignore her true age.
There was a touching moisture in the clear eyes, which seemed to be filled with tears, silently telling the girl's murmur.
It’s a shame that the Su family came up with this outfit!
Su Yourong was so shocked that she couldn't stand still. In a pinch, Yinya pulled down her skirt and knelt down directly on the ground, making three "bang bang bang" sounds.
There was blood on his forehead, and he was holding a stack of things in his hand above his head.
"My master, my little girl Su Yourong, after today, I will do whatever I want and I will die without any regrets."
This is a clear and concise statement.
Huang Dashan's pupils shrank and he nodded imperceptibly.
"Tsk, with this daughter in the Su family, how can we worry about the family being unhappy? That's amazing!"
Lin Chou was paralyzed at that time. No, it won't wait. How the hell does this commander have multiple apprentices? !
Where has this guy ever seen such a formal apprenticeship ceremony, complete with kowtow!
Master Shan curled his lips and looked at the hopeless Lin Chou.
"Linzi, what are you doing standing there, not accepting the gift? If you don't accept it, this girl's life will be over."
The apprentice has already arrived and passed the Qi earlier. The master temporarily changed his mind and refused to accept this person. Either there was a big change or there was something wrong with the apprentice's character. Mingguang uses ancient rituals to govern the city and people, which is equivalent to ruling the city with ancient rituals. The apprentice was given a colored label.
Su Yourong's frail body began to tremble slightly, she was frightened.
Lin Chou quickly took the six small cloth bags sewn together from Su Yourong's hand, helped her up and took off the luggage on her back.
The six small cloth bags are filled with celery, lotus seeds, red beans, red dates, longan and dried meat. They are also the so-called six gift bundles. They are formal ancient apprenticeship gifts, which respectively symbolize diligence and lotus seeds. , good luck, high school early and perfect merit, while dried meat expresses the disciple's thoughts.
As for the small bag on the back, there was only a change of clothes, which meant that he could only enter the master's school after he had left home and had nothing to do with the Su family.
This last package was also the reason why Su Yourong was so scared. No matter how outstanding she was, she was still an eleven-year-old girl.
Lin Chou was speechless for a long time, and finally choked out one sentence:
"So what, have you eaten for lunch?"
Huang Dashan slapped his forehead, extremely melancholy.
"well..."
Su Yourong's eyes, which were still filled with tears, suddenly narrowed and she almost laughed.
This master seems to be more nervous than her.
Lin Chou rubbed his head,
"Uh... I have nothing to do, so just follow the big-breasted sister, Chi? Chi! Hey, come and take a look, we have an extra little apprentice in the shop~"
Chi was carrying a large basin filled with water. The dishes in it were piled as high as a hill. He looked at Su Yourong up and down.
"Well, she has big breasts and a perky butt. She's a good child-bearer like me."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Just left...
Gossip's eyes were dancing all over the place.
Su Yourong was so embarrassed that Huang Dashan died laughing.
Lin Chou asked the sky speechlessly and roared,
"Two extra months of working hours! What a disgrace to you!"
...
Since there was a Gothic lolita dressed as a maid in the restaurant, hunters would come over from time to time to gossip and ask questions.
"Hey? Boss Lin, this little girl is pretty good. How much did you buy her for?"
"As expected, indeed, isn't this girl a New Year's gift from a potted plant?"
"Hey, young people's tastes are always so clean... Damn it! Such a top-notch child-like giant... Hmm, cough, cough, cough, where did it come from??"
Lin Chou was so annoyed that the number of times he used the pan exceeded the standard limit.
Fortunately, the system doesn't mind the daily wear and tear of such ordinary kitchen utensils, otherwise the petty boss Lin would have gone crazy guarding a bunch of shoehorned face molds.
Everything was running in an orderly manner. Except for the unfortunate death of a few pitcher plants, the small restaurant was very harmonious.
But this was already a big deal for Lin Chou. After consulting the system, he concluded that the death of the pitcher plant was actually the result of natural selection.
Isn’t this nonsense!
To be precise, the reason for the death of Nepenthes is that it failed to keep up with the evolutionary speed of the entire group and was squeezed out and died.
Of course, Lin Chou has no need or time to grieve, nor does it need to be repeated work. The territory of the dead pitcher plant will soon be completely taken over by the growing and stronger species of the same kind, and he can also do the work of looking after the home. Even better.
Lin Chou was worried that if this continued, there would eventually be only one pitcher plant left in the fence. After all, the fence door and banner were composed of two pitcher plants, and the door would open and close automatically.
(Actually, there seems to be nothing to worry about?)
If there is only one plant left, it is difficult to imagine whether the pitcher plant's IQ can understand such a technological logic program as an automatic door.
The security of the tavern is less and less dependent on Nepenthes. Nepenthes seem to have a little bit of a dispensable meaning, like the professional ration of Mao Niu, rather than the role of security guard.
A pot-bellied hunter moved to Lin Chou's side with great effort.
"Boss Lin, I, Wang Anfu, want to do some small business as an evolver. I saw that you have been looking at these pitcher plants for a long time. Do you... ahem, do you want to sell them for money?"
Lin Chou was stunned.
Eh? There should be something special here...
"Hey! Fatty Wang, you black-hearted bastard, you actually dare to attack Lord Ma? Are you going to steal my business from my aunt's land? Xiaoxue, come on, let my aunt bite off all his parts!"
To supplement the previous sentence, there should be potted plants hanging around here.
For the first time, Lin Chou felt that this perverted little girl was not that annoying.
Everyone can do business, but for someone like Fatty Wang to rub salt into the wound and then wait for the pain to turn into bacon and sell it, at least Lin Chou will gnash his teeth in hatred.
Bonzai was not in the mood to teach Wang Anfu the secrets of business, so he asked Xiaoxue to dismiss him and happily said to Lin Chou,
"Hey, Iron Rooster, the rouge is out of stock this month. Do you have time to make another batch?"
"It's already done. I'll bring it to you later."
The potted plant said suspiciously, "Why are you so...I mean Iron Rooster, are you unhappy? What's going on? If you have something unhappy, tell it to make everyone happy!"
Lin Chou was in no mood to talk nonsense with her.
"I always feel like I've been on edge lately, as if something bad has happened."
The potted plant sticks out its tongue,
"Tsk, okay, okay, no one dares to take a chance on you, the bad guy, you can't even hide..."
"Hey! My surname is Lin. I've been looking for you for a long time. Why don't you say hello to the customers when they come to the door? Do you know how to do business? Damn it, you still don't pay attention to me. What's your attitude? You're so good at doing business. I don’t even know my parents who have to be beaten for less than three days at sea... Stop talking nonsense and give me fifty salt chickens and ten jars of three-color snake wine! Then stew hundreds of kilograms of second-level exotic animal meat! Today I want to stay with my brothers until we get drunk!"
Haha, have you ever seen anyone doing business in the Sahara Desert?
The potted plant jumped back,
"Eh? Is my aunt so smart with her mouth?"
Lin Chou glared, "The good ones don't work, the bad ones work!"
"Is it my fault?"
The person who came was none other than Chen Qingyu, whom he hadn’t seen for a few days. Chen Qingyu was accompanied by his fiancée Hu Yale, and behind him were a group of second-generation Mingguang children with nose rings, earrings, tongue rings, and collars, all of whom were wearing bodyguards and tents. kind of.
Well, it seems that Chen Qingyu has indeed made a new friend.
Hu Yale was also accompanied by several Yingying Yanyan from the big families in the base city who kept talking and seemed to be very happy.
"Sister Yale, look, this little thing is called the Discoverer. It can shoot dynamic videos and still photos, and it also has a beautification function... Oh, don't you know what beautification is... It can automatically Whitening, you see this is for acne removal, this is for enlarged eyes, this is for..."
The potted plant used its elbow to pestle Linchou,
"I said, where did you get these two people who look stupid at first sight and have a lot of money and wild household registrations? They are the best!"
Lin Chou was speechless.
Potted Plant almost cheered and ran up quickly.
"Hey, this sister is very cool. Who am I? I am the best cosmetics manufacturer in Mingguang, the founder of Dabao Essence, the chief agent of Kushu Essence and ancient makeup. My name is Zuo Chen , first time meeting, please take care of me!"
