Big Brother Wen was slow and reasonable, and his expression was light.

He rebuttoned the cuffs that had been freed from the intense movements, smoothed out every fold in his white shirt, and slightly tucked his slightly messy hair.

This is demeanor, and the more you get to this point, the more a person with quality will embody an unusual demeanor.

Of course, we usually have to deliberately or unconsciously omit the lengthy process in the early and intermediate stages, and only express it when we reach that unified and harmonious time, that is, after the fact.

Afterwards, Zhao Er's face looked a little miserable.

But he didn't care, the whole person was already laughing crazy,

"Hahaha, what's the warmth, warm as jade, right, the style of a gentleman, have you broken your success?"

Wen Chongjiu calmly walked away, not planning to pay attention to this product at all.

Lin Chou came out with the dishes of the two people, ignoring Zhao Er, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

This thing can show the old face and scold the street at the gate of Yanhui Mountain and the occurrence committee, and it is the most normal to be beaten or something.

But the snowman behind him made Zhao Er shudder,

"I knock... How did he run out..."

Xue Tuanzi yingyingying said,

"Why can't I come out? I've even made new friends! ”

The snowman's new friend is, of course, Su Yourong.

In just a moment, the two suddenly had a common language, or found a common hobby, and wanted to communicate with each other to observe and learn each other's collections.

Well, to quote the original words of the big guy Xuetuanzi, the same way, it should be called "the art of freezing time".

Lin Chou was stunned when he heard it.

The Art of Freezing Time?

- Just those frying pans with Huang Dashan's face printed on them?!

Zhao Er snatched the wine jar from Lin Chou's hand, and opened the mud seal with a snap,

"Tons of tons of tons of tons of tons ~"

While drinking, I didn't forget to pick a big pig's trotter with enough weight, and carried it in my hand with teeth and claws.

"This is good, this is good, this thief chicken drinks."

"How many have I eaten, the pig's trotters here in the forest are the most suitable for me, the skin is connected with tendons and bones, tight and tasty, chewy and biting, the more you chew, the more fragrant~"

"Elsewhere, they either smell like spices, or they don't even taste salty."

The crystal meat (large pig's trotters) made by Lin Chou is mainly braised in white and cold-soaked, which is more suitable for cold food.

Whether it is the hoof tendon and the skin of the flesh are full of "strength", the whole big pig's hoof teeth bite up and do not tear out the movement to tear off a piece of meat is absolutely impossible, every hoof tendon and every fiber break the sound is eager to make people hear clearly.

Lin Chou's most admired is also the whole gnaw, especially in his small shop where the painting style is wild and rough and the gods are chattering, if you have to boneless and cut it into thin slices, beauty is beauty, beauty is beautiful, and I always feel that it is less bold and more pretentious.

Zhao Er tore off a complete hoof tendon with his teeth, squeaking and chewing, his face full of comfort.

The meat of the Q bomb is cold, and the flesh skin and tendons have a more mellow taste, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

The pig's trotters in their original colors inevitably looked a little monotonous, so Lin Chou deliberately prepared two small plates of balsamic vinegar, which contained a vegetable puree made of whole devil peppers and coriander root that had been soaked in soy sauce for four hours.

Dip it in a little bit, the vinegar fragrance lingers, and the devil pepper that is "chosen" off part of the momentum by soy sauce is less sharp and more "twisting and turning" spicy, and the spicy and coriander and vinegar aroma in the mouth like forming a small maze of cycles, until the moment when the biggest protagonist - the meat appears.

Zhao Er said "um",

"The dipping sauce in this small dish tastes very novel, I've never seen anything like this~"

Wen Chongjiu eats more than him, a sip of wine and chopsticks, orderly.

The long hair is slightly messy when blown by the wind, but it looks exceptionally personable and uninhibited.

Wen Zhongjiu said,

"No wonder, the meat that Leng Han has mentioned several times is really interesting."

"It looks plain white and clean without a trace of fireworks, which inevitably makes people worry that it is too bland, tasteless, and the entrance is the beginning of its wonderfulness, the time to really come to life."

"I understand, Lin Chou is like this for many dishes here, do you want to express the artistic conception of 'the hidden taste is always more than the guests can see' - Lin Xiaozi's cooking style and Bafang Lou may be diametrically opposed, the Xue family is biased towards the perception and shape, and is willing to spend energy on decoration and plating, as for Lin Chou..."

Wen Zhongjiu glanced at the five big pig's trotters lying side by side on the plate, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Lin Chou's first reaction: This sounds a little familiar...

Then there was a blank face, I knocked, did I really think about how much when I was cooking?

No matter which nerve or which circuit, he Lin Daboss doesn't seem to be able to match the in-depth vocabulary of artistic conception...

Others don't care so much,

"Lord Wen is right~"

"Yes, yes, yes~"

"That's a good point, especially right~"

Boss Wen's comment sounds very lofty...

Sure enough, the interlacing is like a mountain!

Let's just call 666~

Not only women, but also men sometimes like handsome guys.

Besides, don't you know what the nature of human beings is?

- A repeater, of course.

Zhao Er unconsciously touched his head,

"The long hair and waist are amazing, and at first glance he is not a serious person!"

Huang Dashan kindly reminded: "Mr. Second Master, it doesn't matter if you have your hair, what matters is that you have to have that face." ”

If it weren't for the sake of maintaining the demeanor of his predecessors, Zhao Er would definitely choose to let Huang Dashan Dog take him to sacrifice to the sky on the spot.

Zhao Er's gaze swept around Huang Dashan with bad intentions, and said in his heart:

(Sure enough, it's a bit weird to rush, I, Zhao Er, would actually have a fear of such an aunt's crushing?) ）

(It's weird, I heard that the red-eyed one is very powerful, but even if you can't beat it, you won't be afraid...) ）

(I, Zhao Er, will I be afraid of this goods?) Hey, it's a big joke in the world~)

(Eh, yes, yes, mental illness, it's not illegal to kill people mentally before the cataclysm, it must be because of this, this is a problem left over from history, and the wrong thing is that this world is not me Zhao Er.) ）

(Mental illness is terrible, and you can jump up the same level if you change your personality?) This personality Lao Tzu also wants it! ）

Huang Dashan saw a lot of this kind of look, and there was no pressure.

If every eye could kill him once and sacrifice to the heavens, then this world would not need a creature like a programmed ape at all.

Huang Dashan said,

"No, I'm hungry when I see it, I just chatted a few mouthfuls of food, and I didn't eat enough."

He has a slight grudge against Xue Tuanzi,

"This is the first time I've eaten a cow and I'm happy..."

This is a good scar, and his ability to forget the pain is definitely one of the best in Mingguang, as if he was not the one who was super embarrassed before.

Zhao Erdaodao,

"Cow rejoice? Wonderful! ”

"What to fry it with, don't tell me to use salted sauerkraut... I'm in a hurry with you... Stir-fried beef with mustard greens is the same as stir-fried chicken offal with sour scallion, it is a theorem! ”

Zhao Er muttered,

"You don't even know about the sweet party and the salty party, but this is a real matter of principle! The kind of way that is not the same! ”

Huang Dashan looked at the green crown in the snowman's hand,

"Then you and Lin Chou may really have a common language."

Zhao Erle is happy,

"Sure enough, let's just say that Lin Chou, this kid is a thief and a chicken, and I, Zhao Er, didn't misunderstand you!"

The tone of his speech was like Lin Chou stir-fried Niu with salted sauerkraut, and he immediately turned his face and didn't recognize people.

Zhao Er's pig's trotters became more and more sweet, and some people were hungry for the sound of chirping.

"Boss, twenty big pig's trotters, I'm serious."

"Same as a big pig's trotter set, on a wide meal."

"I just look like I've just put down my job..."

Of course, there are also iron-clad ones:

"MMP, I can't stand it anymore, go on a mission."

“+1。”

"Farewell!"

The three teams hit it off and turned their heads away, and walked away very resolutely, throwing down a few lines of dialogue intermittently.

"MMP, sooner or later, I'm going to die in this hellish place, I'm on a mission, and if I don't go out on a mission, I'll [really have no money to eat]."

"Let's have a big one, our team hasn't met a decent beast for half a month, and I can cry when I think about it."

"Hey, how big is a single order called big?"

"At least it must be enough for our team ADC to make up a Tomahawk steak~"

"That's big enough."

“......”

It is the norm for evolutionaries to earn ration money, and most of the people who appear here at this time are teams that have already run out of poll taxes, with empty wallets but no debts, and can be chic for a full year.

Around the topic brought by Zhao Er, this group of guys was very interested in organically combining the words about "the guy from the dark sunken sea", "embarrassing", "arrogant", "with his tail between his legs" and so on, and chatted very happily.

The muzzles of the guns were unanimously facing the "outside", and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

Suddenly, the intercom in the Huang Dashan car shouted "Zizi" - for convenience, this product directly connected the intercom to the external speaker.

Huang Dashan talked about sexuality, and reluctantly took the intercom in the past,

"Crooked? Who the hell is it, hurry up and get down to business, you're busy with me! ”

Hearing this, Lin Chou directly covered his face.

With Prince Huang's indomitable attribute of death, this linguistic logic equivalent to Flag will inevitably ensure that he encounters stubble and can't afford to mess with stubble.

Sure enough, a cold and gloomy voice suddenly came from the other end of the intercom,

"Oh? So what are you busy with? ”

Huang Dashan's intercom was almost thrown out directly, and he was in a hurry for a while before he nodded and said,

"Hehe, it turns out that Lord Tianxing... How can I have time to think of dialing the radio for Xiao Huang today..."

Wei Tianxing didn't bird him at all,

"Where's the warm wine? Is that bastard in Yanhui Mountain, let him pick it up!! ”

Huang Dashan looked back...

Since it is a speaker out, of course, the warm wine can be heard clearly.

Lord Wen pinched his eyebrows and waved his hand gracefully,

"Ahem...... Say I'm not there! ”

Huang Dashan gave Wen Chongjiu a thumbs up gesture in return, signaling that he had received it.

However, before he could hold back words like "Wen Chongjiu said he wasn't there", Wei Tianxing suddenly laughed,

"The surname is Wen, old man, I'll pinch my fingers, you're drinking right now, holding a wine glass in your right hand, maybe you're waving your hand."

Huang Dashan: "......"

Warm wine: "......"

Wei Tianxing's voice grinding his teeth came from the speaker,

"Tell the surname Wen, Mingguang has me without him, he has him without me, and today next year is the death day of me and one of him, tell him that he is hopeless, wait for death!"

"By the way, it's still the same sentence, if you kill Wen Chongjiu, I'll share half of his family property!"

Huang Dashan rubbed his sore ears, and mouthed this side,

"My God, why have you provoked this big guy again..."

After a while, the wine man came to the side of Huang Dashan and took the microphone.

"Dead fatty, are you unreasonable?"

Wei Tianxing: "Reason? All I can tell you is physics! ”

Wen Chongjiu took two breaths in a row, so that he could hang the second gaffe,

"Well, count me unlucky, other people's families are all childhood sweethearts, and I don't guess what a sin I have done to warm up wine... Dead fat man, you dare to slander my reputation again, believe it or not, I really turned my face with you?? ”

"You? Reputation? Phew! Wei Tianxing's voice suddenly rose two octaves, "You have a beard, can you drug store Bilian, ah?" Even your brother's daughter thinks about you, are you still human? I'll tell you the last name—"

A heavy momentum suddenly erupted around Wen Zhongjiu, directly pressing the ground down.

"Wei Tianxing! You're not done with it! How many times have I told you that I didn't-"

Also interrupted,

"Fart! Said that your uncle's watermelon peel Qingyu mother's side of the people just got off the boat and the Yan family were beaten before they could enter the city, Yan Ning didn't have a few bones left in his body, isn't it? Isn't it you! Do you dare to say that you didn't do it? ”

Wen Chongjiu chuckled in his heart when he heard this surname, which was very bad.

(Pills...) ）

"Okay now, Quan Mingguang and Hei Shenhai know that you're fucking beating my daughter's idea, you mmp, mmp, mmp did you hear that!!"

"Big pig's trotters, not a good thing, men are all big pig's trotters!"

"Even if you are smart, you still know how to pull Zhao Er as a backstop..."

"Click!"

Hung up over there.

Wen Chongjiu stiffened, dizzy and turned back,

"Zhao Er, your uncle, you pit me."

Zhao Er blinked his eyes fiercely, very innocent,

"What, what do you say? What do you mean by that? ”

The sound of "ho-ho" came from the throat of Wen Chongjiu, and his face was red.

"As Old Man Zhao, would you not know that the person who came to Hei Shenhai this time is surnamed Yan."

Zhao Erlang's legs were cocked, shaking flexibly and freely,

"Ahh It turned out to be surnamed Yan... I forgot... Who's going to pay attention to that..."

Wen Zhongjiu's teeth creaked, and he flicked his sleeves and rose to the sky.

He turned out to be gone.

Lin Chou pondered a little bit and came out.

"Second Master Zhao, the surname Yan should be Sister Qingyu's... of..."

Zhao Er's ruffian shrugged his shoulders,

"That's right, it's the Yan family who came to marry Wei Qingyu."

Everyone looked confused, what is this talking about?

Zhao Er patted his ass and stood up,

"If you don't teach them a lesson, is it true that our Zhao family is all good-tempered?"

Zhao Er turned his back to everyone, and a chill was brewing in the depths of his eyes,

"They don't want to move the Wei family, but they are digging the roots of the Zhao family."

Lin Chou: "? ”