Chapter Twenty-Three: A Day Trip to the Underwater World
After listening to Lin Chou's request, the union service staff, who was also a first-order evolutionary, didn't say a word, and led Lin Chou to an inconspicuous corner, "Wait here." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
The eyes are arrogant, like looking at a child who is not angry.
After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman in a suit and leather shoes came to Lin Chou.
Bending down slightly, the scent of shampoo on the shiny back of the big head, "Lord Awakened, on behalf of the 197th phase of the Rongcheng Underwater World Sightseeing and Exploration Group, I welcome you to join." ā
āļ¼ļ¼ā What are you going to do for me on a tour?
"That's right, Captain Zhou of the Mercenary Guild told me your requirements, our underwater world can completely solve your needs, after the cataclysm, we developed the Rongcheng Millennium Building that was submerged under the sea, the unique sealing structure and central air-conditioning system of the Millennium Building made it above the 48th floor without pouring seawater, we made reinforcements and improvements on this basis, making it a panoramic underwater world structure, I...."Dabei explained with a smile, but he didn't know that this smile made him look treacherous.
"Stop, stop, what's the matter with me..."
"Ahem" the big back smiled awkwardly, "That's right, the 49th floor of the Millennium Building, the entire floor is the only five-star hotel in Rongcheng, agyaugh, we have finished sorting out the top 50 floors, and all the items on the 49th floor are still there!" ā
I really want to slap him and ask him how to pronounce this word!
Lin Chou's eyes lit up, "Okay, I'll join." ā
Big Back gave a thumbs up, "Wise choice!" Have a great time and go home with a great load! ā
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Lin Chou already regretted it, not only was the charge of the underwater world ridiculously expensive, the price of a one-day trip was as high as 3,000 circulation points, and when the sightseeing yacht set off, there were only ten people in the entire cabin.
A couple, with a five- or six-year-old daughter, a couple, sat in the chair and talked to me, in addition to that, there was a pair of slimy uncles, you and I fed each other snacks.
plus Lin Chou has a total of eleven people, and it just so happens that he is the singular number.
After quietly eating a large amount of dog food, the yacht came to a floating platform on the sea, a tower-like building, several kilometers in size, loaded with a tunnel leading to the thousand-year-old building under the sea.
Chewing on the dispensed gum, the railed "cable car" enters the blackened tubular steel passage, with flashing green lights on both sides of the pipe.
After a few warnings from the operator of the cable car, it started slowly.
After three minutes, the cable car stopped, and everyone walked out of the sweltering cable car to find themselves in the top lobby of the Millennium Building, the 90th floor, 30 meters below sea level.
The empty hall is a fully transparent glass structure, and you can see the circular steel pipes that lead to the sea as they come in.
The turquoise waters, the clear waters, and all sorts of fish swimming above the heads of the crowd are a novelty, at least in the last days.
"Sir, you are the only one who chooses a day trip to this group of tourists, if you like the view of the seabed, you can temporarily add a lodging suite here, and many guests will choose to stay here for a few days, relax the urgent apocalyptic life, and experience a rare leisure time." A young lady at the service desk smiled at Lin Chou in a friendly manner and prompted.
"Well, we'll talk about it then." Lin Chou nodded.
"Okay, I heard that you're going to the 49th floor for an expedition, do you need me to arrange an entourage for you?"
"No need"
"Okay, the elevator to the 49th floor is on the left-hand side, welcome to the Rongcheng Underwater World of New Era Revitalization Group, I wish you a pleasant experience."
Tsk, this quality.
After looking at the underwater world for a while, Lin Chou entered the elevator and set off to the 49th floor, and he didn't really come for sightseeing, so it mattered.
Accommodation, catering, and entertainment in the underwater world, just like the service desk lady said, there are definitely a lot of people who choose to stay here for a period of time, and even a group of people live here all year round.
Every time I look out the window, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass is the blue underwater world, which is probably a very pleasant and novel experience except for people who are seasick.
Passing through the 50th floor and going down requires another passage, which is guarded by a special person, after all, the bottom is an unexplored area, which is potentially dangerous.
After seeing Lin Chou's "ticket", several security personnel let him go, through a long steel corridor, through several security doors, and then down, it was the unexplored area.
Below the 47th floor, the water begins to enter, and below the 43rd floor, it is already a completely water world.
On the 49th floor is an open hall with wooden tables and chairs made from 200 years ago, with intricate and beautiful patterns.
But now it has been a messy scene, the tables and chairs are scattered, the huge crystal chandelier is broken and piled on the ground, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on it, and the whole restaurant is about 5,000 square meters, and you can vaguely see the glory of the past.
"It would be awesome if my Doomsday Pavilion could do this." Lin Chou let out a professional sigh from the chef.
"Drop, trigger the main quest. As the god of kitchen in the future apocalypse, how can you not have the pursuit of the god of kitchen and the goal of your life? Build the apocalyptic restaurant into a five-star restaurant, and the task reward: +100 for all attributes, and three chances for the ultimate lottery. Duration of the mandate: 10 years. Mission Failure Penalty: None. ā
"I'm used to it." Lin Chou's face was expressionless.
It's said to be a French restaurant, so the pantry is behind the kitchen?
Walking through the messy back kitchen, Lin Chou came to the door with a mess of French written in it.
This is a solid steel door embedded in the wall, similar to the kind of safe, even after two hundred years, it is still smooth and clean, there is not much rust, and you can still see the characteristic metallic cold light when you wipe it with your hand.
I pushed hard, but the door didn't move.
Looking down, the keyhole had corroded into a ball, and the key was broken inside.
"***" Lin Chou can only use punctuation marks to express complex emotions at the moment.
The spice he wanted was behind this door, and Lin Chou seemed to smell the unique, long-lasting fragrance of spices.
This is a major event related to the production of "Tomahawk Steak", and the key to the official opening of the system exchange mall, and then there may be a task of the second cargo system waiting for him, with rich rewards and a large number of circulation points!
There is no room for mistakes, Lin Chou regretted it a little, and he knew that he had brought a few cold iron knives over.
That's the real sharpening of iron, like mud cutting gold and jade.
After four turns, almost all the kitchen utensils have rusted away, except for a small stainless steel meat loosening hammer.
Looking at the heavy iron gate with a height of two meters and a width of two meters, and then looking at the loose meat hammer in his hand, Lin Chou felt that he was a hammer.
"That's right! Fire hydrant! ā
Lin Chou finally found a glass cabinet with "fire prevention equipment" written on it in the corner, and after knocking it open, there was a rusty fire axe on the adjacent side, and the red paint had faded, but it did not affect the use at all.
After all, the door of the storage room was not a real safe door, and with Lin Chou's crazy output beyond ordinary people for a while, the keyhole was not opened, but the part connected to the wall collapsed, rolling down the smell of dust and rust.
"Hmph."
Lin Chou stepped on a few feet to show his respect.
When the door was opened, there was an old smell of decay, dust and broken bones, which should be a meat freezing area.
Through the two doors, Lin Chou saw many black burlap pockets hanging on the roof, after opening, there was a layer of waterproof grease inside, followed by tin foil, which was wrapped with layers of hemp rope with the fragrance of wormwood, which looked very precious.
"Ham!" Lin Yan's eyes lit up.
The city of Mingguang Base has a hot climate, with a large temperature difference between day and night, close to the coastline, and it is the best choice for storing food by making air-dried products and waxed products with carefully processed meat.
Lin Chou also occasionally makes some bacon and ham, the finished product of this kind of thing is more fragrant than fresh meat, and it is versatile with vegetables.
It is really the only magic weapon to satisfy cravings and fool children.
Lin Chou's father and grandfather were experts in making ham, but his father died young, and the craft was lost.
The ham he made did not have the flavor that his father and grandfather made.
When Lin Chou was a child, he didn't steal his father's treasures to satisfy his cravings, and his father had an old ham in his forties, which was specially made by his grandfather after he was born.
It is often said that the longer the ham, the more fragrant it is, in fact, it is not unreasonable, ham, like the life span of people, has a period of growth, maturity and decline.
These three periods can artificially prolong the maturity period and the decline period, but Lin Chou doesn't have this skill, he just feels that his father is hiding his secrets, and he should have handed over this craft to him since he was a child, so that he has learned four or six now.
Over the years, his affection for ham has been like a flood that has opened the floodgates, flowing endlessly, and all the cellular memories are telling him, take it away! Take! Pack it all up and take it away! Don't leave one for anyone else!
Mingguang can still make ham and bacon at temperatures of more than 25 degrees all year round, and these hams that are carefully packaged in the undersea environment should not be a problem for hundreds of years, and maybe they can be like Pu'er tea, ten or eight centuries, drizzle.
Lin Chou counted them, a total of eighteen, with different shapes and packaging, from different origins.
It's just that I can't see the handwriting clearly, and I can only rely on instinct to confirm that two of them are in Chinese.
Tossed it with his hands, only five of them weighed normally, about fifteen kilograms, and the rest were light and fluttering, obviously empty.
Among the five, there are two domestic goods, and the quality is really good.
Leaving the ham here first, Lin Chou entered another room, the transparent glass structure, the fluorescent tubes were shattered, and the shelves were full of all kinds of small flower pots, and the plants inside had dried up and withered.
Lin Chou is happy, sure enough!
The five-star restaurant uses the freshest ingredients, and the condiments and small vegetables are airlifted in the soil, ready to be picked and used, and the alternative exquisite luxury is undoubtedly revealed.