Throughout the afternoon, Lin Ling was a little distracted from his work in the kitchen. >8)1> but he concealed it very well, and no one saw the flaws. But when he went to the warehouse alone to get the condiments, he still removed the camouflage hanging on the surface in the empty warehouse.

As he rummaged through the cabinet for condiments, he thought about the videotape.

The impact of that tape gave Lin Ling more psychological stimulation than he expected. As long as he thought that the Dark Council had the ability to completely eliminate competitors from the top, as long as he thought that he was fighting against an organization cobbled together by such people, his psychology felt very uncomfortable.

This discomfort does not stem from fear, but from disgust.

The Dark Council has come to this point, and no one can say how many lives it has on hand.

The reason why Lin Ling was uncomfortable was very simple, he had been considered a member of the Dark Council more than once, and perhaps their behavior pattern in the virtual world was quite unusual.

But Lin Ling didn't think he had anything in common with them.

After watching that tape, he began to feel a little confused about the future. Because he didn't know if he would be like the people of the Dark Council in the future, depriving others of their lives for some high-sounding reason—deprivation of their own hands.

No one knows what will happen before things are born.

But Lin Ling didn't think he was wrong. In the same way, he doesn't think the Dark Council is right. The "history" he remembered had told him that the Dark Council would eventually suffer a heavy blow, and that the promoters of that blow would be just as bad as the Dark Council.

In the end, only the upper echelons of the major clubs benefited from the collapse of the Dark Council, and the major profiteers who were active on the trading platform still reached a price alliance, and they only divided the cake that the Dark Council took on was divided into several pieces.

The monopoly has not been practically broken.

Warband.

Only the warband system can break the monopoly of those forces.

The warband may not be professional enough, or it may not be strong enough, or it may not be comprehensive enough. But they are a gang of genuinely like-minded people who are passionate enough to defend their own interests, rather than simply doing mechanical things at the behest of the guild. Their appearance has promoted the reform of the Grand Guild, and if the guild managers do not want to lose this part of their power, they do not want to lose the status they have relied on this power, so they can only join in and try their best to protect their interests.

Warbands are terrifying club bosses who only sit in their offices and suck players' blood, and paid members who are backed by them will demand more guild benefits, and will no longer tolerate clubs spending their money on alcohol and equipment for professional teams, and forcing club directors to invest real money.

The warbands will also make the capitalists who think that money can solve all problems gnash their teeth, and keep many people awake at night, trying to bring down the system.

As for the reason...... Just because the rotten guild system can't solve the needs of the players.

When this part of the need is turned into a demand, the Dark Council is just a small dike, and the major clubs may not even be able to resist them for long.

After that, it will be the turn of the starters themselves.

The increasingly fierce disputes will break all unspoken rules and constraints, making all the exchange of interests under the table useless, and only the naked conflict of interests remains.

"Eternity" at that time will be the best "Eternity" and the worst "Eternity".

Lin Ling knew very well that what he had to do was to pick up a head, and let those who saw that there was another way to go, let them fight for the first place in the forerunner. And he just needs to silently reap the benefits in that process, and do his best to bring people like Drunken Wujiu out of the circle of the Dark Council.

He never thought of a monopoly.

He just wants to be bigger and stronger.

Lin Ling picked up a few bottles of sauce from the warehouse and returned to the kitchen.

The improvement process of mixed vegetable pancakes is quite smooth.

After understanding the intention of the materials listed by Lin Ling, Little Gordon put forward an idea, whether it was mixed vegetable pancakes or pancake fruits, they seemed very unfamiliar to this "new annexed army".

In the concept of this chef who is well-versed in European cooking, pancakes are either similar to pizza or similar to the magic flying cake of India.

The mixed vegetable pancakes that little Gordon perfected were a bit like pizza, thick from a distance, like a doormat, and when you cut them with a knife, you can feel the soft and juicy filling inside.

Due to the use of Lin Ling's opinions in the raw materials, the improved miscellaneous vegetable pancakes retain the local flavor of Tianwen City, with thick sauce, fresh and salty taste, and mellow taste.

Such an improvement can undoubtedly be regarded as a success.

Lin Ling felt that there was still something missing. As little Gordon taught the apprentices how to make them, he looked at the plate of drab pancakes in front of him, picked up the sauce at hand, squeezed a little chipotena on it, and then took a hard bite.

I didn't taste the pungent and spicy I imagined.

However, the fiery burning texture still makes me feel the taste of hot sauce.

To put it in a more literary way, spicy is the passion of food.

Zeal......

A very literary word.

Lin Ling cut off a small piece of the mixed vegetable pancake smeared with hot sauce and put it on a plate, and handed it to Little Gordon, who was talking about the essentials of the craft.

"What is this?" Little Gordon touched the sauce on the mixed vegetable pancake with his fork, put it in front of his nose and sniffed, "Mexican hot sauce?" ”

Lin Ling nodded and said resolutely: "Mexican hot sauce." ”

Little Gordon glanced at Lin Ling with a strange expression, and decided to taste the mixed vegetable pancakes with hot sauce on his face.

The enthusiasm for food made little Gordon's pale face flush at once. He snatched the water cup that Lin Ling held in his other hand and poured it all into his stomach before he breathed a sigh of relief: "This is really too spicy." ”

"What about a sweet and chili sauce?"

Lin Ling looked at those apprentices, the people gathered here were all locals of Tianwen City, even if they hadn't eaten sweet and spicy sauce, they should have seen it on TV.

"Melt cheese?" An apprentice came up with a way to make sweet and chili sauce richer.

"That's basically what the specific plan is." Lin Ling saw that Little Gordon did not raise any objections, and knew that this guy had succumbed to the stimulation brought by the spicy taste. Actually, so did he.

The moment he tasted that scorching taste, Lin Ling thought of a leisurely picture.

With the beach, the sun, the bikini and the chilled lemon tea, and the sweet, spicy pancakes as a companion, who cares about the competition?

"It's called spicy pancakes." Lin Ling wrote the name of the dish on the paper, he thought about it, and then asked Little Gordon, "Isn't it time to make up a dessert, chocolate toffee, hazelnut and almond grains to match this dish?" ”

"If it were me, I'd love to eat the truffle white chocolate balls and bring a few toffees home to enjoy."

Old Gordon appeared at the door of the kitchenette at some point.

"Mr. Gao."

"Store manager."

"Father."

Lin Ling and the others used different methods to greet the owner of Gordon's kitchen with different meanings.

"Gordon, go back to your post when you're done here." Old Gordon made harsh demands on his son with his usual stern attitude, and a trace of anger flashed on Little Gordon's face. However, his father shifted his gaze as if he hadn't seen anything, and turned his gaze at Lin Ling: "Come home and come to the office, I have something to talk to you about." ”

"Okay, Mr. Gao."

Lin Ling showed enough respect for the owner of Gordon's kitchen.

"Don't waste time."

Old Gordon gave his son another warning before leaving the kitchen.

After he left, Lin Ling and the others briefly discussed how to make the two kinds of candy, and then Little Gordon and Lin Ling went to the lounge to change clothes one after another, leaving the apprentices to operate in the small kitchen according to the results of the discussion.

As in the previous one, the finished product will be sold at a discount in the backstreets during the evening meal, collecting feedback from customers to determine the ratio of various seasonings.

However, this time Lin Ling was not going to participate, and tonight's battle group activities were enough to establish the advantages of their battle group.

Before leaving, Lin Ling still went to the old Gordon's office to meet with the respected old chef, and heard what was going on to bother the old Gordon to come to him in person.

Lin Ling didn't think that old Gordon saw himself as an equal object.

"I don't know much about you." Old Gordon, who was sitting behind his desk, took out a folder from the drawer, opened it, took out a piece of electronic paper and handed it to Lin Ling, "Look at this." ”

Lin Ling took it and looked at it, now this is an equity distribution agreement.

"I know my son, and I know my wife." Speaking of his son and wife, a look of pain flashed on Gordon Sr.'s face, "As long as you make up the numbers above, I will allow my son to open a new restaurant with you, just for you, otherwise, his dream will only come true after I die, understand?" ”

There is a significant number on e-paper: 800,000.

"The term is one year." Old Gordon said lightly.

One year, 800,000!

Lin Ling flicked the e-paper in his hand, and the old Gordon's plan to give him this e-paper was either to retreat from the difficulty, or to tell little Gordon to find a loan of 800,000 yuan.

But Lin Ling didn't want to do anything.

"One year." He confidently returned the e-paper to old Gordon, "That's enough." ”

"You can go." Old Gordon was not surprised by Lin Ling's self-confidence, and young people always had some problems that didn't know the height of the sky. He just pointed out when Lin Ling left, "By the way, remember to close the door the next time you enter the office." ”

Lin Ling's footsteps paused slightly, and then nodded.

A secret that is known by a second person is no longer a secret.